My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Mingyi and Minggui were very excited to see that their parents agreed to their marriage.

However, compared to Ming Yi's happy dancing, Ming Gui seemed much more restrained, he was still sitting on the seat, but the corners of his lips that couldn't be pressed down, and the hands tightly holding the chopsticks showed that he was not at peace at the moment.

The old man likes to be lively, so he discussed the ghost marriage directly at the dinner table.

In fact, a marriage in the dark is similar to a marriage in the mortal world. Keepsakes, tablets, and betrothal gifts are exchanged, and familiar ghosts are invited to hold a wedding banquet in the dark.

Due to the special circumstances of Ming Yi and Cao Xuanhe, they did not need to exchange tablets. As for Ming Yi's tablet, it had already been given away by this worthless brat.

There is also the most important part, signing a ghost marriage contract...

Ming Yi was in a hurry to tell his daughter-in-law about this matter, and he was a little impatient listening to his grandfather's chatter, and finally ran away without even having time to finish his meal.

Ming Yi left, but Ming Jiu and Ming Gui couldn't, they persisted until the dinner was over.

The three ghosts came out of the Town God's Temple together, and the female ghost next to Mingjiu smiled and said, "Congratulations, Minggui, you finally got a beauty back."

Ming Gui smiled, nodded and said: "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Ming Jiu also took the opportunity to say: "Second brother, you really have to thank Xiao San'er for this matter. If he hadn't been stubborn with his parents from the beginning to the end, you really wouldn't have succeeded so easily."

Minggui nodded: "Yes."

It is indeed Ming Yi's honor that his parents agreed to his and Yihan's affairs.

"When I have time, I'll treat him to a meal."

Speaking of eating, Minggui suddenly remembered: "By the way, elder brother and sister-in-law, when Yihan first served as the temporary city god of Xihong City, I wanted to hold a celebration banquet for him, but it was delayed because of the Zhang family's affairs. Today I plan to make another one, can you find time?"

The female ghost nodded and said, "Yes."

His own daughter-in-law has said so, so he naturally has no objection.

Minggui took the opportunity to warn again: "As for the matter of the ghost marriage, I hope that my eldest brother and sister-in-law will keep it a secret for me first, and I want to prepare a surprise for Yihan."

Mingjiu and his daughter-in-law nodded in agreement.

As for Ming Yi, there is no such thing as preparing for surprises, the little devil has already called out before he even entered the bedroom door.

"Daughter-in-law, we can get married in the dark!"

It was just after nine o'clock in the evening, when Cao Xuanhe came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he was directly thrown into his arms by the brat.

"Daughter-in-law, we can have a ghost marriage!" Ming Yi repeated excitedly.

Cao Xuanhe was startled, and asked, "What?"

Ming Yi's face was full of excitement: "Ghost marriage, ghost marriage, my parents agree."

The corners of the man's lips were raised, his eyebrows were smiling, and he hummed.

Seeing that his reaction was so flat, Ming Yi suppressed the excitement on his face a bit, and said dissatisfiedly: "We can get married in the dark, aren't you happy?"

"Huh?" Cao Xuanhe said, "How come?"

Ming Yi: "Then why did you react so coldly?"

Cao Xuanhe hugged the little ghost, kissed him on the forehead, and said: "I'm not indifferent, I'm very happy."

It's just that his personality is too calm, and compared with Ming Yi, he seems dull.

"What do uncles and aunts say?"

Ever since grandpa said he agreed to their ghost marriage, Ming Yi was so busy coming back to share the good news with him, he didn't pay attention to what his parents said.

"They agree."

Cao Xuanhe smiled: "I'm not talking about this, the time and place of the ghost marriage, how about the banquet?"

Ming Yi was taken aback by the question: "Ah, isn't the two of us discussing this kind of thing?"

Cao Xuanhe carried the little ghost into the bedroom, and asked as he walked, "Then when do you want?"

Without even thinking about it, Ming Yi said, "Of course, the sooner the better!"

If you are not active in marrying a daughter-in-law, then there is something wrong with your brain.

"it is good."

Cao Xuanhe put him on the bed, walked out of the bedroom alone, and when he came back, he had an extra perpetual calendar in his hand.

Ming Yi wondered, "What are you doing?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Pick a good day."

"Now?" Ming Yi was surprised: "Could it be too late, you don't sleep?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Not sleepy yet."

"..."

Ming Yi saw that he was in high spirits, and he didn't want to disappoint, so he let him go.

Just seeing the day Cao Xuanhe chose, Ming Yi was speechless and wanted to laugh, patted the man's chest, and said solemnly: "Daughter-in-law, I misunderstood you just now."

Cao Xuanhe was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

What else could it be? No one chooses the wedding date, but directly chooses the one a week later, making it more urgent than him.

Cao Xuanhe asked: "Is the time too short?"

He thought for a while and said, "One week is indeed too urgent, and many things are difficult to arrange."

He looked at the calendar carefully again, pointed to September [-]th and said, "What about this day?"

two weeks...

Ming Yi lifted his hand, turned the calendar backwards, and explained, "Although I'm in a hurry, I'm not in such a hurry. Otherwise, let's see the good days ahead."

Cao Xuanhe frowned slightly, and did not speak, obviously not agreeing very much.

Seeing him not moving, Ming Yi asked, "Do you think it's been too long?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Yes."

Ming Yi: "But... isn't two weeks too urgent?"

Cao Xuanhe: "In time."

Ming Yi was amused by his serious appearance: "Daughter-in-law, in fact, marriage in the dark is a ceremony, anything is fine, anyway, I have already identified you, you can't escape."

The corners of Cao Xuanhe's lips rose, and he said, "Okay."

Ming Yi is not a caretaker, after turning a few pages, he felt impatient, closed the perpetual calendar, threw it on the bedside table next to him, and said impatiently: "Forget it, since we can't make up our minds, let's not read it for now." , I’ll call and ask grandpa tomorrow, his old man likes things like Zhangluo the most, and then we two can just go and settle it.”

Cao Xuanhe was amused by his words, raised his hand and tapped his forehead with his fingers, reprimanded him: "Marriage is not as simple as you think."

Ming Yi covered his forehead, lying flat on the bed with an attitude of making a mess, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's simple, I will take you to the Town God's Temple to sign a dark marriage contract sometime, and give each other a token, that's fine, the rest Let my parents worry about things like entertaining guests."

He just married Cao Xuanhe, and he didn't want to make things too complicated.

Cao Xuanhe didn't continue to talk about this matter until the little ghost was impatient. He also lay down, stretched out his arms sideways to hold the little ghost in his arms, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Ten minutes later, Ming Yi opened his eyes, staring at the dark ceiling in a daze.

What to do, it seems that he was a little too excited, and he actually suffered from insomnia.

Ming Yi turned his head to look at Cao Xuanhe who had his eyes closed, thinking that he was asleep, so he wanted to get up secretly and go to the living room to play games.

As soon as he got up, he felt the arms around his waist tighten, and he was directly pulled back.

Ming Yi turned around and saw the man opened his eyes at some point.

"Daughter-in-law, are you still asleep?"

"Ah."

His heart is not as calm as it appears on the surface. When he closes his eyes, it is all about how to arrange the wedding, and he doesn't feel sleepy at all.

Ming Yi sighed: "Oh, me too. When I think about marrying you soon, I'm so excited that I can't sleep."

He hugged Cao Xuanhe sideways, buried his head in the man's chest, his breath was filled with the familiar scent of shower gel on the man.

"Daughter-in-law, I really, really like you."

"I've grown up so much, I've never liked someone so much, you are the first."

Ming Yi is good at expressing, and never hides his liking for men.

On the contrary, it was Cao Xuanhe, who had been together for so long, and Ming Yi had hardly heard him say that he likes himself, loves himself, and must be himself.

But Ming Yi also knew that Cao Xuanhe was not good at expressing himself, so there was no need to force him to say these words.

Ming Yi can fully feel Cao Xuanhe's care and indulgence towards him.

Of course, rather than speaking, Cao Xuanhe prefers to prove it with actions.

After Mingyi confessed his love one by one, he had to bear the man's 'response'.

In the early morning of the next day, Cao Xuanhe was so happy physically and mentally that even Aunt Yang, who came over to prepare breakfast, could feel it. She couldn't help but smile and asked, "Did something good happen to Mr. Cao?"

Ming Yi, who was lying on the sofa, poked his head out immediately, and shared the happy event: "My wife and I are getting married!"

It may be that what Ming Yi said was too sudden, Aunt Yang was stunned for a moment, and said in a flash of surprise: "That is really a big happy event, has the date been set?"

Ming Yi: "Not yet, but soon."

Aunt Yang nodded and said: "Okay, okay, then when you set a date, remember to tell me that I will bring a big red envelope."

Ming nodded: "Okay!"

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Obviously they haven't even set a date for their ghost marriage, but Ming Yi couldn't help but announce it to the world.

Some time ago, Cao Xuanhe hadn't been to the store for half a month because of the Zhang family's business.

I have nothing to do today, so I thought about going to the store to sit.

As a result, as soon as he entered the store, Ming Yi couldn't wait to run out of the small tablet, and shouted towards the rest room: "Sister Juan, Cao Zhong, Qian Yu, I'm going to get married!"

Hearing this, the little ghosts in the rest room ran out of the shelf one by one, regardless of the fact that it was daytime, occupying the spacious rest room to the brim.

Cao Xuanhe was not angry when he saw that the rest room was full of little ghosts, he turned around and went to sit and drink tea at the coffee table by the window in the front hall, making room for Mingyi and the others.

The little ghosts in the rest room had never experienced a ghost marriage, and each of them found it novel, and even helped Ming Yi refer to the ghost marriage.

Cao Xuanhe was outside and couldn't hear the specific content of what they were saying, so he didn't bother them because he heard them talking all the time.

It may be that the antique shop has also noticed that the happy event is approaching, and the business is booming.

One guest after another, many of them are well-known and famous figures in the antique circle.

They recognized Cao Xuanhe who was sitting in front of the coffee table making tea alone, and they were very pleasantly surprised, and some bold ones even came forward to say hello.

"I didn't expect that today I would be lucky enough to wander around the store and meet you, Boss Cao."

Cao Xuanhe raised his eyes, saw that the other person looked familiar, and nodded with a slight smile: "Boss Qian."

The person called Boss Qian was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect the other party to remember him.

Cao Xuanhe asked the other party to clean up, "Would you like a cup of tea?"

Boss Qian was stunned again.

This Boss Cao has a cold personality, doesn't like to make friends, is he taciturn?

In the past when they met, they would greet him on their own initiative, and the other party would nod at most and never say much, but today this is...

Boss Qian saw the corners of the man's lips raised, as if he was in a bad mood, and he realized that he was so friendly probably because he was in a good mood today.

He took advantage of the situation and sat down opposite Cao Xuanhe, and said with a smile: "Boss Cao is in a good mood. It seems that something good has happened to him. Is it convenient for Fang to share it so that I can be happy too?"

Cao Xuanhe didn't expect his emotions to be so obvious that anyone could see it.

He smiled slightly, made a cup of hot tea for the other party, and said: "There are indeed good things, but it is inconvenient to describe."

To him, the other party was just a stranger whom he had met a few times, so he didn't need to tell the other party that he was going to get married in the dark.

Even if you say it, the other party may not understand it, so why bother talking.

Boss Qian saw that he didn't want to say anything, and he didn't force it, so his eyes fell on a black wooden sign he was playing with in his palm.

The wooden sign is not big, rectangular, and the two corners are arc-shaped. It may be that Cao Xuanhe has played with it for a long time. The outer end of the wooden sign is covered with a layer of paste.

The middle-aged man said in amazement: "Boss Cao, what kind of treasure is in your hand? It's my fault that I didn't recognize it."

Cao Xuanhe rubbed the hand of the small tablet for a while, and said in a calm tone: "It's not a valuable thing."

Boss Qian really didn't believe it. He also knew this Boss Cao secretly. He had countless good things in his hands, and he was very fond of some of them. Unfortunately, the price was too high to get them.

Boss Cao said it was worthless, and it would never be less than five figures.

The more the man said that, the more curious he became. He knocked on the coffee table with his index finger and asked, "Boss Cao, can you take a look?"

The rules in the antique world are that nothing is second-hand, because most of the items are of high value, and one person hands them to another, and once they are dropped, it is difficult to tell clearly.

Therefore, when two or more people look at an item, one person will put it on the table or other places, and after ensuring that the item is put away, ask the other person to take it. This is called "no hand".

It's a pity that Cao Xuanhe didn't intend to show it to him, and his tone was a little colder than before: "I disappointed Boss Qian. This is a private property, so it's inconvenient to show it."

When Boss Qian heard what he said, he also understood what the other party meant, laughed dryly, and changed the subject.

It's just that not long after, there were rumors in the antique circle that the owner of Wanbaozhai had an unknown small object, which was extremely precious and would not be touched by anyone, and it was probably worth a lot.