"Maybe the middle of next month is a good time to announce the promotion, I heard they are also arranging my next baptism."
Jenkins calculated the date, absent-mindedly wrote those tadpole texts on the paper, and his eyes wandered back and forth on the black and white photos unconsciously**.
"Speaking of which, I still don't know what this broken stone tablet is."
There is only one stone tablet that left a deep impression on him in this world, and that is the one that Yu Zhengshen saw while whispering at the beginning of the new year.
He had guessed the connection between that thing and the thing in the photo, but they were definitely different. If a camera is really used to record that sacred and weird thing, then the camera will definitely explode in the first place.
"Stop rubbing your tail against an inkwell."
He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Chocolate's tail, the latter let out a bit of aggrieved "Woo~", and crawled back onto the mat pitifully.
Even though he thought he was doing the right thing, Jenkins felt a little guilty about the cat's behavior. So I reached out and stroked its back twice, thinking that I could go to a dessert shop not far away to buy some expensive food for it at noon.
The 8,000 pounds from last night was now kept by Jenkins in a compartment in his basement, and he hadn't figured out what to do with the money yet. But receiving this money means that after Jenkins invested in the mine, the temporary wallet dryness has been well relieved, and the income of the mine will only be distributed once a quarter.
Because there is no business, the two have been chatting in the morning. Pop told Jenkins some interesting things that happened at church during the week he was away.
"You should still remember the cursed man and woman? It's related to the love comb."
"Of course I remember, what? Has the church agreed to help them?"
"According to what they said, the Holy See found some clues in the library database. It can basically be concluded that they are not lying. But whether to help them or not has not yet been decided. I think you should understand that this matter involves another God, we must be careful."
"I understand. It's just that I found that we all have memories of this incident now, and the curse itself does not allow irrelevant people to know this incident."
"The focus of that curse is not to interfere with memory, but the cycle inside and outside the painting. Even the power of mortals can affect the change of memory, which is not difficult."
As the old man said, he turned the book in his hand to the next page.
"This matter involves a lot of things. I guess it may not be resolved in three months. But the woman and the painting are still in the church. If you are still curious, you can apply to see her."
"No, I'm not curious."
Instinct told Jenkins that it was best not to get involved in such troublesome things.
He thought again, and then asked:
"Since that woman has lived for such a long time, does it mean that she knows many secret things before the epoch? Maybe we can rely on a little bit to supplement the church's database."
"It's not that easy, Jenkins. You may have overlooked an obvious thing: some secrets cannot be spread everywhere, otherwise both the spreader and the acquirer will be punished. Things that are not secret, the Holy See actually has information, but Will not open up easily. So, that woman has some value, but not much value."
When Dad said this, he sighed again:
"Actually, what I'm most curious about is how they offended the gods to receive such punishment. In fact, I have also heard that the great ones punished mortals in the past, but I have never known such evil... Cough Well, I mean, but never knew of such a severe punishment."
You can't criticize the gods casually, and no mortal can violate this point. The words that Dad used just now were obviously inappropriate, so both of them avoided talking about this topic afterwards.
After copying those tadpole texts, the old man temporarily put down the book in his hand and instructed Jenkins to study some black powder.
What substance it was didn't say, and Jenkins was tasked with finding out what it was called and what it did in two days.
"As long as you don't ask people, you can use any other method. I don't care about the process, the important thing is the result."
Jenkins can now only see the aura color and strength of this material, and use this to judge its approximate price. This is very important, because the price has a lot to do with the degree of cherishment, and the degree of cherishment will affect the books Jenkins chooses to read.
At noon, he bought a small piece of cake for his cat, and he was satisfied with the chocolate, so he lay on the counter all afternoon without making a fuss.
Three golden hairs were swaying behind the ears. Seeing that Chocolate was dozing off with his eyes closed, Jenkins stretched out his hand and stroked the three hairs with his fingers, and found that it felt no different from other hairs.
"Chocolate, you have the ability to change the color of your fur, so these three hairs can't be changed by yourself?"
Asked jokingly, the cat didn't even open its eyes, and didn't bother to talk to him.
When he said this, Dad was looking for things in the back of the warehouse. A regular customer visited the antique store at noon and picked out a copper-colored metal tea tray. In fact, that thing is made of iron alloy. According to the old man, it has a history of 300 years.
Now the old man is looking for the matching cup set for the tea tray. Originally, Jenkins should be responsible for this heavy work, but the set of cups is stored separately by the old man. If Jenkins is asked to look for it, he may not be able to find it this evening. Complete.
While teasing the cat, there was a jingle~ the door of the store was pushed open. Walking through the door was a woman in a thick padded coat with narrow eyes that looked mean, but that was just a stupid and unreliable first impression.
"Hello, guest, how can I help you?"
He immediately gave up teasing the cat and asked with a smile. Blink, ordinary people, there is nothing suspicious about them, they are indeed ordinary guests.
This is a very generous customer. After walking around the store twice, he found his favorite item. The deal with Jenkins was made before Dad returned from the warehouse.
It's ample evidence that Jenkins is now quite a mature antique shop apprentice. After half a year, whether it is the work of a benefactor or an ordinary person, he has already done it with ease.
In the evening, Captain Bincy also came to give a black briefcase to the old man. He informed Jenkins that Miss Bevanna's fighting class could be held tonight, and asked him not to be late.