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Jiang Xiao frowned. Being greedy is not a good habit. If that's the case, he plans not to give a single penny.
"Brother!" x4
'Sizzle~'
The old men's knees slid down to Jiang Xiao's face with a domineering kneeling motion, even sparking.
OMG!
Seven hundred thousand! !
It may not be a huge amount, but these old men who have been struggling to make ends meet all their lives have never owned so much!
The once-tough-up Lao Zhao had somehow appeared behind Lao Liu and the others, staring longingly.
"Brother, my God, I still can't believe it!"
"Waaaah, my dilapidated little yard can finally be renovated! I'm going to build a heated swimming pool! I can cool off in the summer and warm up in the winter!"
Old Qian's idea was unanimously agreed upon, and everyone said they wanted to make one too.
Old Zhao's expression became somewhat conflicted.
Are they building a swimming pool? And a heated one at that?
"Hehehe, then I'd need a maid, the kind with cat ears, black stockings, and glasses. It's no fun chasing someone by myself, is it?"
The old men, though old in years, were still young at heart, and all wore knowing expressions. "This is one of those!" they seemed to say.
Cat-eared maid?
Old Zhao's eyes started to turn red.
"Hehehe, then I'll go buy a car, a four-wheeled one! That way I can go to farther places next time I go fishing. Oh, and I'll also buy a set of high-end fishing gear!"
Another great idea!
"When we're at home, we can take a bath with the maid, and when we go out, we can drive our car with our fishing gear and go fishing together. We can also give Lao Zhao a ride along the way."
"That's not quite right," Old Wang shook his head, interrupting Old Qian, and said smugly, "I take my maid with me when I go fishing, so there's no room for anyone else in the car."
Alright, alright, you're playing this wildly, aren't you?
At the same time, Lao Qian and his friends felt that bringing a maid was more cost-effective and more interesting than bringing Lao Zhao.
Old Zhao was on the verge of tears.
Holy crap, you guys are really killing me!
We agreed to be poor together for life, so how did you end up fishing with your maids?
The tough-minded Lao Zhao was eventually defeated from within by Jiang Xiao. He simply couldn't bear the thought of all his old friends taking off while he was left alone in his lonely little courtyard until the end.
In the end, he happily received seven thousand gold notes.
Is Old Zhao's family heirloom a sword?
Chapter 311 Peach Wood Sword?
No matter how Jiang Xiao looked at it, this thing seemed to be the same prop used by Uncle Ying, because it was made entirely of wood.
There were neither stylish patterns nor nice sword case packaging on it.
Moreover, there was a black, smoky mark on the blade, making it look dirty.
The only thing that's somewhat special is that this wooden sword, which has been passed down from who knows when, still retains a faint scent of peach wood.
"What's the use of this thing?"
Jiang Xiao could feel some effect when he held other objects in his hands, but this thing looked like a simple ornament.
Faced with Jiang Xiao's question, Lao Zhao also said he didn't know, but he could confirm that it was really passed down from his ancestors, and Lao Qian and the others could testify to that.
"Okay, then keep an eye out for me. If you know of any other similar items, I'll definitely buy them."
After saying his goodbyes, Jiang Xiao bid farewell to Lao Wang and the others, as he needed to hurry back for dinner.
If he had time, he would also like to try the advanced jigsaw puzzle.
Old Zhao and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.
Oh, by the way, the tough-talking Old Zhao from just now has become a laughing stock among his many old friends.
Judging from his sudden change of attitude, Lao Wang and his friends will be laughing at him for about five years.
Is this not?
The atmosphere on set had already become sarcastic and unpleasant.
"Oh my gosh~ Where's the family heirloom, the stuff from our ancestors~"
"Tsk tsk tsk, how many coins can he possibly offer? Can the things of our ancestors be measured in money?"
"Don't even mention castrating me. Even if you nail my fingernails, even if you make me sit on the tiger bench, even if you cut me into a thousand pieces, if I, Old Zhao, give him my thing, I'm not human!"
Old Zhao: I'm just... #@￥%!
"You're back? Please have a seat. You can help Zhenzhen and Ai'ai put together that building block set. My soup isn't ready yet."
Fei Yu wiped her hands in the kitchen and gestured for Jiang Xiao, who had returned with large bags, to go and rest for a while.
Fei Mi, who was also helping in the kitchen, glanced strangely at the things Jiang Xiao was carrying on his back.
"Sis, do you think he might have actually gotten his hands on a lot of antiques?"
Fei Yu's mind was entirely on the pork rib soup in front of her, and she was stirring it with a small spoon.
"Who knows? But it's possible. What Jiang Xiao sets his sights on, no one else can hold onto. Hey, could you hand me that MSG over there first?"
Jiang Xiao came to the living room, where Zhenzhen sat cross-legged on the sofa, intently and seriously fiddling with the jigsaw puzzle blocks on the coffee table.
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It took them an entire afternoon to even put together a foundation?
Jiang Xiao had deep doubts about their intelligence.
"Brother, you've come at the right time! Look, how do we put this together? I can't find the right blocks!"
Jiang Xiao nodded slightly, speaking calmly.
"Alright, let me use my clairvoyance to see what's going on."
After a busy period.
Good news: Jiang Xiao managed to put the building blocks on.
Good news: The item they were criticizing was not as advertised and was clearly wrong.
Fortunately, because a wrong piece was inserted, the assembled parts also cracked.
In conclusion: Zhenzhen's afternoon of love and care was all for nothing, and she was back to square one.
"Alright! Let's eat! Tonight we'll have four dishes and a soup!"
Now that our family is better off, we have heating in the kitchen, so we don't have to go to the living room to eat anymore.
Mao Xue Wang (a spicy Sichuan dish), celery and beef, salt-baked chicken, garlic lettuce, and a pot of corn and pork rib soup.
It must be said that the women in these ghost stories all have exceptional cooking skills, without a doubt.
"Jiang Xiao, did everything go smoothly today?"
"Yes, I got a few items, but there's one I don't recognize and I don't know what use it is."
"Oh?" Fei Yu raised an eyebrow: "Then let me see it after we finish eating. Maybe I know Fei Mi."
Half an afternoon's worth of hard work was ruined.
"Stop fooling around. Your stepmother and brother will help you rebuild it tonight. Let's eat first."
"This is."
It looks like a peach wood sword?
"Stepmother, can you tell what use this is?"
this.
To be honest, Fei Yu couldn't see anything special about it.
"Are you sure it's an antique, and not a defective modern product? I see it's burnt here?"
Fei Mi pointed to the black mark on the peach wood sword and asked.
Jiang Xiao had actually suspected this as well, but Old Zhao didn't seem like that kind of person, and judging from Old Liu and the others' expressions, the peach wood sword was most likely genuine.
"It smells wonderful, with a peach wood scent."
This taste is perhaps the only thing that proves this wooden sword is extraordinary.
Fei Yu's eyes lit up, as if she had a sudden realization.
"I think I understand now. Let me ask you, what are the characteristics of a peach wood sword?"
"A peach wood sword? For warding off evil spirits?"