Chapter 328 Are you really crying?
Ying Sinan pulled lightly without much effort, and the little guy followed him obediently.
Her father did not object, but...
Ying Sinan looked around suspiciously.
——I always feel that there is something indescribably profound in the expressions of the people around me.
Ying Sinan didn't care. He dragged the kid to the place where he had buried the "treasure" himself, squatted down and coaxed him: "Let's start from here?!"
He was very satisfied when he buried the treasure in this corner.
Remote, secluded, with soft soil.
It saves effort when burying treasure, and it won’t be easily dug up by others.
Jiang Yingcheng tapped the ground twice with his toes.
Cool, sheltered, with soft soil.
It saves a lot of effort when burying someone, it is simply a Feng Shui treasure land that sharks must have at home or when traveling.
The two, big and small, with different thoughts, smiled at each other, and there was clarity in everyone's eyes.
"Then let's get started!"
“Oh my!!”
This is a relatively flat valley with much fewer treasure hunters around than in other places we've passed by. There are only a few scattered treasure hunting teams digging and searching nearby.
A little further away is a stall specializing in selling digging tools.
Minister of Revenue Jiao Hongmiao happily bought a set of small tools for children and gave it to the little boy. He became more and more satisfied with this "Minister of Revenue" whom he had never met before.
Ying Sinan skillfully took out the shovel he had prepared in advance from his backpack and started playing a treasure hunt game with the kid on the spot.
The court officials looked at each other, each chose a satisfactory viewing position, and formed a standard circle with the two people as the center.
After a while.
"Wow," Ying Sinan was the first to dig up the treasure and handed it to the little boy like a treasure, "Chengcheng, look!"
Jiang Yingcheng happily stopped his half-hearted digging action and looked up at the "treasure" that was handed to him.
It was a porcelain pot that was relatively well preserved. Its shape was a little old, but it still had some ancient charm.
"This shape, this workmanship! Although I am not very talented, I do know a bit about antiques," Ying Sinan said excitedly, "This thing looks a bit like something from the Wu Zhou Dynasty!"
Jiang Yingcheng's dark eyes moved downward and fell on the porcelain pot covered with a layer of dust.
Then he reached out and took the porcelain pot.
He opened the lid of the pot and looked inside: "Ah——"
[It looks pretty good~]
She pushed it back with a gloomy look: "Last week."
Ying Sinan: “???”
This little dumpling actually saw it at a glance? !
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!!
He spent two whole days imitating the ancient book, checking back and forth several times to make sure there were no omissions, and finally found a professional antique master to finish it. How could such a little guy see through it at a glance?!
Ying Sinan was very unconvinced: "Even if you are cute, you can't just say nonsense. This is——"
A chubby little hand suddenly reached out to him and slowly opened the lid, revealing the apple core that had appeared inside at some point. The milky voice repeated again in a decisive voice, "Last week!"
Ying Sinan: “…”
Ying Sinan: “!!!”
How did this fruit core get in there?!
How the hell did this fruit pit get in there? ! !
Ying Sinan's face froze, and he reluctantly threw aside the porcelain pot that had contained his two days' hard work.
Another moment.
"Look at this!" The familiar scene was repeated, "This vase is so beautiful!"
Ying Sinan stroked the bottle with an intoxicated look on his face: "This smooth curve, this rich background, at first glance -"
"It's obviously a high-end product sold at the market east of the village for thirty cents each."
Ying Sinan: “…”
Ying Sinan said angrily: "How is this possible?!!!"
He bought this for fifty cents!
A full fifty cents!!
Jiang Yingcheng stretched out a hand and flicked the bottle lightly——
With a "pop" sound, the vase broke into pieces, and a piece of paper floated onto the fragments. The words "Ask for fifty, minimum thirty" on the note were very eye-catching.
Ying Sinan suddenly fell silent.
But the little girl next to him kept asking, "Uncle, what did you want to say about this vase?"
Ying Sinan: “…”
Ying Sinan wiped his face and said, "Let's dig somewhere else."
Then he walked to a deeper corner.
The ministers also moved over.
Ying Sinan dug out another clay sculpture: "How about this one?!"
You can't find fault with it this time, right? ! !
"Hey!!" Ying Sinan suddenly screamed in shock and tried to pull his hand back in a hurry.
Too late.
The young man reached out his hand again with lightning speed and gently bent the clay sculpture. After a "click" sound, the "head" on the clay sculpture was broken off by the young man.
Ying Sinan: “…”
He looked blankly at the handsome man who was watching them from a distance, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Did you know that this little girl in your house has violent tendencies? !
Do you know ahh ...
The little dumpling with "violent tendencies" suddenly handed the "head" to him.
"Inside," he said in an innocent voice, "it's wet."
It was obvious that it was just completed not long ago. It was buried in the ground when it was half done. The bet was that no one would be willing to smash it violently.
Ying Sinan was filled with grief and anger, and turned away angrily.
Jiang Yingcheng's movements froze noticeably.
She was sure that the flash of redness in her eyes just now was not her illusion!
Jiang Yingcheng threw the clay "head" in his hand to the ground, dusted off his hands and stood up.
He ran to the side of the new acquaintance Uncle Ying.
The new acquaintance Uncle Ying lowered his head very low. Due to her angle, she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, so she had no choice but to bend down and put her head under Uncle Ying's head.
She twisted her upper body with great difficulty and looked him in the eye: "Uncle Ying, are you crying?"
Are you really crying?!
Ying Sinan: “!!!”
Ahhhhhh——
I was scared to death!!
His whole body suddenly bounced back, and then the scream of collapse echoed throughout the entire forest.
Ying Sinan covered his face and ran out in full view of everyone!
Jiang Yanchuan: “…”
The ministers present: "..."
Awesome, my boy!
The scene of Ying Sinan chatting and laughing with them at the foot of the mountain is still vivid in my mind. It took such a short time for this young guy to become so popular...
How come it's not considered a skill?!
Everyone's eyes unconsciously turned towards the direction of the little guy——
Seeing Ying Sinan's look, the boy must be feeling guilty!
However--
【Uncle Ying is finally gone! 】
She had just used up so many points in fighting against counterfeiting. If he didn't leave, she would be heartbroken!
[Hehehe, this time I can go exploring freely! ]
Jiang Yanchuan: “…”
The ministers present: "..."
Where's the guilt?!