Chapter 63 The Belief in Ghosts and Gods 16
The auction concluded successfully.
This also made most people aware of Luo Shu's existence, and they became even more wary of the Zheng family.
Yao Weiwei's incident has made families more strict in disciplining their younger relatives, and they have sternly told them not to act arrogantly outside, or their families will not be able to protect them if they offend someone.
Luo Shu returned to the antique shop by herself that afternoon, and Zheng Laoqi followed her back. The Zhang family made a lot of money this time, mainly because their reputation was established, which brought them immense benefits.
Zhang Song also took the opportunity to discuss a cooperation with Zheng Laoqi. Both families wanted to settle down and support each other so that they could establish a firm foothold in the area. This auction deepened their friendship, which was a good thing.
Zhang Song also managed to extract a lot of information about Luo Shu from Zheng Laoqi, such as that she always stayed in the antique shop, loved good food, liked new and fashionable clothes, and was usually aloof but never got angry easily, making her an easy ghost to serve.
No, it should be called a spirit of the underworld. Ever since Zhao Yunnan of Longhu Mountain said that Luo Shu possessed the power of merit, many people no longer called Luo Shu a ghost, but referred to her as a spirit of the underworld.
For a ghost with such profound cultivation and accumulated merit to enter the Yama Palace and attain the position of a Yin God is a foregone conclusion.
Every family of esoteric practitioners that has survived to this day has had one or two Yin spirits among their ancestors. Everyone understands these mysteries. As for why we believe Zhao Yunnan, he is, after all, the number one person of Longhu Mountain in this era. Would he need to tell lies to deceive people?
Zheng Laoqi's business has been booming lately. The Zheng family is honest and upright in their dealings, and having a powerful backer makes it easier for people to do business with them.
Another point is that Luo Shu would sometimes give them a word or two of advice.
For example, one day, Zheng Laoqi acquired a polychrome glazed vase with scattered flowers. He had picked it up in the countryside a few days earlier. The family there said it had been passed down from their ancestors, but now their son wanted to see a girl, and they couldn't afford it, so they had no choice but to sell this old item.
When Zheng Laoqi first saw this bottle, he was immediately captivated by it. The bottle had a beautiful shape, resembling a graceful and elegant woman. The glaze was bright and clear, indicating that it was well-preserved with no major chips. The figures depicted on it were lively and expressive, making it a truly rare and exquisite piece.
The next day, Zheng Xia happened to come to see Zheng Laoqi. He had also acquired an inkstone, which had a simple and elegant design, but it was not well preserved and had a corner missing, so it wouldn't fetch a good price. Zheng Xia liked it and bought it.
It should be from the Guangxu era, and it can't be considered a rare item.
When Zheng Laoqi saw his nephew arrive, he naturally wanted to show off his newly acquired polychrome glazed vase with scattered flowers. He carefully took the vase down from the antique shelf. The shop was lit up, and under the light, the glazed vase looked even more beautiful and dreamlike, making both uncle and nephew stare in amazement.
The inkstone that Zheng Xia brought was also placed on the table. It was dark and missing a corner, lying pitifully in the corner, looking even more shabby compared to the vase.
Then, a faint female voice was heard: "The bottle is fake, but the black one is real."
The two looked up and, sure enough, Luo Shu was leaning against the door frame, her fair and delicate thighs crossed, making Zheng Xia blush and his ears turn as red as if they were dripping blood.
The ghost in front of him was truly beautiful, every strand of her hair seemed to bewitch people. Zheng Xia was just a greenhorn, how could he resist such a beautiful and charming appearance?
While Zheng Xia was still blushing and lost in thought, Zheng Laoqi looked at Luo Shu with a cracked face and a look of utter despair. His bottle was fake!
Such a beautiful shape, such exquisite craftsmanship, is it fake?!
Zheng Laoqi had no doubt about Luo Shu's statement. Luo Shu had helped them distinguish between truth and falsehood before, and why would she lower herself to play tricks on them?
Zheng Laoqi didn't know where he had misjudged the bottle. It cost him 50,000 yuan, but that was a minor issue. The problem was that he couldn't resist the urge to show it off. He mentioned it to Bai Lingbo and Zhang Biao, even making plans to have tea together in a couple of days and see his treasure. Now he was in big trouble, having made a huge fool of himself.
After regaining his senses, Zheng Xia refused to look at the charming beauty in front of him again. Seeing his uncle's dejected state after the blow, he patted his uncle's back to comfort him.
Zheng Laoqi was still muttering to himself, "It's fake, I, Zheng Laoqi, have been fooled!"
Zheng Xia, standing nearby, advised, "Uncle, no one can buy the real thing every time. If you make a mistake, you make a mistake. Didn't the Zhang family get cheated by that snuff bottle last time? Don't worry about it."
Zheng Laoqi came to his senses and solemnly bowed to Luo Shu, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Miss."
Luo Shu nodded and said to him, "Ice cream."
Zheng Laoqi readily agreed and went out to buy ice cream. Zheng Xia originally wanted to say that he would go by himself, but then he remembered that he didn't know which kind to buy, so he stopped himself.
However, the thought of being alone in a room with Luo Shu, with no one else around, made her heart beat faster and faster, and her face flush even more.
Zheng Xia secretly glanced at the door frame, but there wasn't a soul in sight. Then the sound of the television came from inside. Well, Luo Shu had already gone back to watch TV.
Zheng Xia's romantic thoughts vanished instantly. She put the glazed bottle back on the display shelf, then carefully wiped the inkstone with a cotton cloth, removing the dust bit by bit.
He is very focused when he does things, and his handsome features and absorbed concentration are very charming.
Luo Shu glanced outside and looked at the young people's energetic appearance, and thought to herself, "Youth is truly wonderful."
5283 silently grumbled, "Tsk, I wonder who was it that just made the young man blush?"
Zheng Laoqi quickly bought the ice cream. At that time, ice cream was still a rare item, only available in the developed city of Shenzhen. In other places, it might not be available.
The price isn't cheap either; this whole bag would cost at least fifty yuan.
Zheng Laoqi respectfully lit incense, offered it to Luo Shu, and then turned and left.
He also had two popsicles in his other hand, just the most ordinary mung bean popsicles. He unwrapped them and each gave one to his nephew. The two of them sat down and munched on their popsicles.
Zheng Xia asked his uncle, "Uncle, what should we do with that bottle? Should we go back to the seller?"
Zheng Laoqi took a big bite of his popsicle and said, "I'll definitely go, but I'll take it to Zhang Song first. I want to see how they got it like this."
After the two finished their popsicles, Zheng Laoqi called Zhang Song. After hearing what had happened, Zhang Song laughed for a while and then readily agreed, saying that he would come over later and that they should wait for him.
Then, he secretly asked Zheng Laoqi if he wanted to bring some gifts. Zheng Laoqi vaguely said that bringing some ice cream would be fine. Recently, that ancestor has been obsessed with ice cream. He eats it for every meal and every afternoon tea. Luckily, he is a ghost. If he were a living person, he would probably have eaten himself to death.
Zhang Song was delighted to hear this and said he would definitely buy more. Then they hung up the phone.
Around 5 p.m., Zheng Laoqi would usually be closing up shop by then, but today he kept the door open to wait for Zhang Song. Zheng Xia didn't leave either, which was a great learning opportunity for him.
The two drank tea while waiting for Zhang Song. A car horn sounded outside the door, and a moment later Zhang Song came in, carrying a large and heavy styrofoam box.
Zheng Laoqi and Zheng Xia went to take the box, but Zhang Song stopped them and gave Zheng Laoqi a wink. Zheng Laoqi rolled his eyes speechlessly, pointed inside, and Zhang Song smiled and went into the inner room with the box in his arms.
Then the sound of a lighter being pulled could be heard from inside, and this time the Zheng uncle and nephew rolled their eyes together.
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