The man reached out and took the photo of the Buddha statue directly from his hand.
The Buddha statues in the photo are a pair, and they look very old, some years old.
"What are you doing? I'm busy, don't bother me."
Xiang Nanzhi quickly snatched it back, and Shen Shixun also got a clear look at the entire Buddha statue.
"You want to do this?"
"Yes, my most important task right now is to get this done."
Xiang Nanzhi picked up the cut stones and said, "But I plan to use jade. What do you think?"
Why use jade?
Relatively speaking, using jade is not as difficult, and it is also more translucent, which may be what Mr. Li likes.
"Didn't I say I was going to ask someone for help?"
Xiang Nanzhi sat down as she spoke, "Forget it, let's go back. When did you start working for Master Zhou? Why didn't you tell me at all?"
Shen Shixun remained silent. He had been working for Master Zhou for a long time, but it had been interrupted for a while when he arrived at the mine. He didn't know how to tell her this.
Xiang Nanzhi didn't argue with him too much. "You must tell me what you're doing in the future. Don't keep me in the dark and make me look like a fool."
She raised her hand and wiped the sweat from the man's forehead with her index finger. "So you've been the one checking the jade for me all along. I was wondering why it was of such high quality. You were my spy in the past, weren't you? Infiltrating the enemy for me..."
"Is Master Zhou your enemy?"
"They are the suppliers for me, but even the best business relationships require caution. I am really touched by what you did."
As an expert at inspecting goods for Master Zhou, Shen Shixun naturally learned over time which goods should be sent where. He categorized the goods and used a few tricks to ensure that the best goods were sent to Xiang Nanzhi.
But Shen Shixun is a straightforward person; he doesn't get involved in these roundabout ways. He's very sincere, so he never does such things.
“I haven’t helped you with anything. The decision was made by Master Zhou. He was willing to give you good goods, so you received good goods.”
Xiang Nanzhi: ...
That's how straight men are. Even if you deliberately give them a chance to show off, they'll insist on being realistic and absolutely refuse to take advantage of the situation.
"Isn't this Buddha statue quite common? It looks very ordinary."
Shen Shixun's gaze fell on the Buddha statue again. Xiang Nanzhi smiled at him, standing very close, and could almost see the doubt and confusion in his eyes.
She casually grabbed a tissue from the side, wiped her hands, and then wiped his sweat. "Are you kidding me? If this were common, I wouldn't have searched for so long. Do you know how hard it is to find?"
How difficult is it?
"This Buddha statue was passed down from a certain dynasty more than a thousand years ago. Later, it was lost and no one knows where it is. As far as I know, there is only one Buddha statue."
"This is a pair."
Xiang Nanzhi's eyes widened. "Tsk, I told you you don't understand, but you seem to know quite a lot."
"You said that there's only one you know, which means there must be more than one."
Xiang Nanzhi nodded and handed him a glass of water.
Shen Shixun couldn't drink the water, so he shook his head and put it down. "Where is the one you know?"
"What, you also have designs on this Buddha statue?"
The Gong people are Buddhists.
Xiang Nanzhi cleared his throat. "But the one I know you definitely can't get. The other one is nowhere to be found. Nobody can find it, and it's not available on the market. If you really want it, I can make one for you in this style when I have time."
"That's not necessary."
Shen Shixun roughly understood what was going on, and patted Xiang Nanzhi's hair, "So that's what you've been busy with lately?"
“Yes, the Buddha statue I know is in someone’s hands, and I may need to ask him for help, but my people have been searching for the other Buddha statue for a long time without success.”
Xiang Nanzhi has been worrying about this matter lately, and it's a story full of bitter tears. "I guess it will be very difficult to find one again, so... I plan to make one of the same size and give it to someone. If the recipient is willing to accept it, I can get the things I need to do done well."
"Since this Buddha statue has been lost, how did the person who owns it obtain it? Through an auction, or...?"
"Of course not, such rare treasures would never be auctioned."
"That……"
"Oh dear, it's complicated. You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you. All you need to know is that whoever gets it will absolutely never put it up for auction."
Everyone has a belief, and trading Buddha statues is not a respectable thing; if word gets out, it is considered blasphemous.
Furthermore, Shen Shixun probably doesn't understand that what appears to be a jet-black Buddha statue is actually the oldest and most primitive gold. Due to its great age, it has been covered with a layer of stains resembling black spots...
Since it's an antique, some original traces must be preserved, so it doesn't matter whether it can reveal its original gold color...
Xiang Nanzhi put his things down and said, "Let's go home and have dinner."
Xiang Nanzhi took a sip of water, held the man's large hand, and saw that his gaze was still fixed on the photo.
Xiang Nanzhi turned around. He really seemed to like that Buddha statue. She knew that people in Saigon were Buddhist, but it was rare to see Shen Shixun like something so much.
"husband……"
Let's go.
The man's eyes gradually became indifferent, revealing no emotion.
After finishing dinner, Xiang Nanzhi went to bed early. The man suddenly sat up in bed, his fingers brushed over the cigarettes on the table, picked up a lighter, and opened the door.
In the old neighborhood, houses stand side by side, with a threshold above the ground at the entrance. You can only enter the house after stepping over the threshold.
Shen Shixun squatted down on the spot, then sat on the raised spot, leaning against the door, and lit a cigarette.
He had no interest in the trivial matters of his childhood, but he knew for certain that his father was a beast worse than a pig or a dog.
He had heard many things from his mother when he was a child, but he had become numb to them and had forgotten most of them as he became busy making a living.
But I vaguely remember that when I went back last time, she was holding something in her hands and seemed to be talking to herself.
Shen Shixun initially thought she was ill, but now, looking back, perhaps he could glean some clues from her words…
The things my mother buried in the cellar when I was a child might actually be connected to my father...
After unknowingly finishing two cigarettes, Shen Shixun went into the room to rinse his mouth and returned to bed, where Xiang Nanzhi was still fast asleep.
She lay on her side, with a soft cushion under her stomach, just like her whole body.
The man leaned against her, occupying the space off the bed. She curled up asleep facing him, his large hand gently stroking her belly, soft and full of life...
His hand unconsciously moved upwards, his palm shaped like her body, every part of her body.
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