Wang Fugui seemed to be at ease at first, but the more he listened, the more surprised he became.
“Wait, what did you say?
Fu Song originally didn't intend to buy it, but after you accidentally scratched the Longwei Inkstone, he suddenly changed his mind?"
Jia Liu nodded: "Yes, you don't know, I was almost scared to death at the time, so I remember it very clearly."
"Did he say anything after seeing the scratches?"
"He said... well, his expression was a bit strange. He said this Longwei Inkstone wasn't found in Luocheng, and he also said I was from Changrui Mountain in the north. It was totally baffling.
I didn't understand what was going on, so I just brushed it off casually."
Wang Fugui was silent.
Even when Jia Liu thought that he would continue to ask himself, Wang Fugui waved his hand:
"Okay, you did a great job. Let's go find someplace to play. I'll find you next time if I need you."
After Jia Liu left, Wang Xiao asked, "Dad, what happened?"
He also felt something was wrong.
Wang Fugui thought for a moment and asked, "Who did you buy that Longwei inkstone from?"
"Old Zhou, we've been working with him on brushes, inkstones, and paper for three or four years."
"Call Lao Zhou right now and ask him where he got this Dragon Tail Inkstone?"
"Aren't all Longwei inkstones produced in Longwei Mountain in Wuyuan?"
"I asked you to call!"
"Oh, okay!"
Five minutes later, Wang Xiao had a strange expression on his face: "Dad, Boss Zhou said that he bought the Longwei inkstone from a Zunhua man at a low price.
He thought it was similar to the inkstones from Longwei Mountain, so he sold it to us."
Bang!
The teacup in Wang Fugui's hand fell directly to the ground.
20 kilometers west of Zunhua is Changrui Mountain, and Changrui Mountain is... the Qing Emperor's Tombs!
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