Yu Yao took the jade pendant, and he could see that his somewhat rough but generous hands were trembling slightly. His old face was now even more vicissitudes of life because of surprise, but he who had always been steady at this moment asked eagerly: "Where did this come from?"
"Leave it by a seller!" The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a little happy when he saw that the person in front of him looked different.
"Why do you know the name of this jade?" He looked at the wooden sign hanging outside, "Why hang this jade name outside the store!"
"The name of the jade was told to me by the seller. At first I saw that the jade was not pure and did not intend to accept the jade, but the seller said that as long as I keep the jade, the name of the jade was hung up outside the store with a wooden sign. Tell the customer that someone will come and ask. I didn’t believe it, but I didn’t expect any distinguished customer to like this jade."
"How much is this jade, did I buy it?"
"Well! The seller is also very strange. He paid me silver taels, saying that he would temporarily store the jade here as a token sale. If someone buys it, he must negotiate the price face to face, so I..."
"Where is he?" Yu Yao asked directly.
"It’s upstairs to have tea in the shelter! I’ll take the guests here!" The shopkeeper greeted one of his staff to greet other customers, and he personally led Yu Yao upstairs, and the guard Followed behind him, always paying attention to the surrounding situation to ensure the safety of his owner.
The shopkeeper led Yu Yao up to the attic, stood aside, pointed at the two people sitting along the window, and said softly: "These are the two!"
Yu Yao looked at the window and saw a stern teenager sitting at the table drinking tea. The teenager was nearly twenty years old, but his cool and solemn face seemed to be full of vicissitudes, as if suffering. All the misery and sorrow in this world, and his empty sleeves showed his coldness and pride. The woman sitting across from him was the opposite of Cang Ran's. She looked so beautiful, that beauty didn't seem to belong to this world. The two sitting together seemed to be gods who were guarding the tributed scholars, so strange and eye-catching.
The two people in front of him were the evildoers whose arms were broken by Kong Jing and the Ninglu who rescued him.
Yu Yao walked towards them, but they did not raise their eyes to look at him.
"This bamboo and jade core is unique. The old man wants to buy it. I wonder if the two can cut love?" Yuyao tentatively asked. When he asked, his eyes kept on the evildoer and never left.
"This jade is the only treasure left to me by an old friend, how can I easily give in."
"If you don't transfer it, how can you sell it?" Yu Yao retorted.
"Just to wait for a person, a person who knows it!" A compelling courage emerged from the eyebrows of the evildoer, and that courage was daunting.
But Yuyao heard the words, his rough hands trembled, and could not speak for a long time, "Do you know the origin of this bamboo and jade core?"
At this time, the evildoer turned his head to look at the half-hundred old man in front of him, saying every word: "Although the diabolo has no intentions, but the old man is sincere, and he has the blood of the day to be loyal, so he uses the bamboo to prosper the blood to prove the courtesy! "When the evildoer said this, he said it in the old man's tone, as if he was learning the tone of others and recalling the past.