Chapter 1838 Returning Things to Their Origin 6

"Hearing what you said, I will accept your good wishes, comrade. If that day really comes, if there is really a day when I can turn things around, when we meet again, I will treat you to coffee, the best civet coffee." The old lady said, "My last name is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Mingyu. Comrade, what's your name? From your accent, you don't sound like a local. Where can I find you in the future?"

Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "My last name is Feng, and my name is Feng Qingxue. I'm very likely to settle in the capital in the future. If you have the opportunity to visit the capital, I'll treat you to a Western meal at Moscow Western Restaurant."

Because the old lady mentioned drinking coffee, she guessed that the old man might like Western food.

How many beauties in the Republic of China era had not been exposed to Western culture?

"Feng Qingxue?" The old lady chewed the name twice in her mouth, "What is your relationship with Feng Qingyun?"

Feng Qingxue was stunned for a moment, "Do you know my sister?"

Zhou Mingyu couldn't help but laugh, "I don't know her. Feng Qingyun came to Shanghai to perform a few years ago. I've heard her sing and watched the movies she acted in. The names are similar, and you look a lot like her, so I asked. To be honest, you look more like an old friend of mine, the movie queen of the foreign land, so I felt a little familiar when I met you."

After taking a shower and eating a little, Feng Qingxue began to practice calligraphy and painting. She left the guesthouse at night, avoided people, and sneaked into the courtyard of the cultural relics department quietly. She did not have Lu Jiang's ability, so she could only use the ladder in the space. After climbing in, she went directly to the door of the warehouse where the cultural relics and antiques were collected, and directly used the lock-picking tools to open the lock.

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Feng Qingxue nodded and quickly returned to the guesthouse to take a shower and change clothes.

Hearing the words "movie queen", Feng Qingxue couldn't help but say: "Many people say that I look like her. In fact, we are just similar people. I am just an ordinary person. I don't have such extraordinary beauty."

After such a long time, the warehouse had been used for other purposes instead of being empty waiting for her to return the things, so she was stunned when she saw half of the warehouse filled with things with a flashlight.

The guest house does not supply hot water for bathing, so the water and bathtub were stored in the space.

Many things are cultural relics and antiques.

Zhou Mingyu obviously knew that what he said could easily cause offense, so he quickly swallowed the rest of the words he hadn't said yet, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Don't you have something to do? Go ahead, and we'll meet again if we're lucky."

Fortunately, she has been receiving proper training in the army over the years, so some things are not difficult for her at all.

Feng Qingxue heard the resentment in her words and said nothing.

Zhou Mingyu sneered, "How can we compare them when it comes to suppressing human nature in every aspect?"

A closer look reveals that they were obviously collected by the cultural relics department over the years, but a quick glance reveals that they are a mixture of real and fake.

Even if it is a genuine item, it is not as precious as the one Feng Qingxue took away.

Feng Qingxue did not find it strange. After all, some cultural relics workers did not give up their duties and collected cultural relics and antiques everywhere, like Huang Qingbai from the Huaihai Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau. The country also set up cultural relics stores that specialize in purchasing cultural relics.

It’s just inconvenient for me to return the item to its original owner.

After watching for a while, Feng Qingxue gave a bitter smile and placed the easily damaged cultural relics and antiques such as silk, paper, etc. in the open space of the warehouse. The remaining furniture, bronzes, jades, etc. were piled in the yard after the warehouse was full. Only after all the things that were taken away were taken out did Feng Qingxue clear away all traces, return the same way, and sleep well until dawn.

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(End of this chapter)