Seeing the light on the lamp on the table in front of her turn on and slowly rotate, Hong Xiaoduo put away the tinderbox in her hand.
As the lamp grew brighter, music began to play, and the maidservants on the lamp began to dance along with the music.
The dance moves were graceful, and the ribbons draped over her arms fluttered elegantly.
Lan Zechen's pupils dilated in shock as he stared at the lamp in front of him. Even though he had seen countless wonderful things, he was still shocked!
My goodness, how can there be such an ingenious lamp in the world?
He could even see the maids dancing gracefully on the lanterns, their expressions and features clear and lively, as if they were dancing right in front of him.
"Master? If you don't like it, then forget it." Hong Xiaoduo knew the outcome just by looking at his reaction, but she still spoke up on purpose and even reached out as if to turn off the light.
"Don't move, I like it, I like it." Lan Zechen hurriedly responded after regaining his senses. At the same time, he stretched out his arms and carefully circled the lamp to his side, afraid that if he was too slow, Hong Xiaoduo would take the lamp back.
Seeing Hong Xiaoduo looking at him with a smile, Lan Zechen realized that she was doing it on purpose.
He was immediately embarrassed and annoyed. He was over forty years old, and he had just lost his composure and been teased by a little girl.
However, he dared not be angry, even though he knew he had something the other party desperately wanted, he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
He loved this revolving lantern far more than he loved the ancient Thunderfire Sword.
Yes, the Thunderfire Sword is more valuable for collection, but once he collects it, it will only be on a shelf. He doesn't practice martial arts and can't use it; it's just an inanimate object.
This revolving lantern was different; it played melodious music and depicted graceful dancing ladies whose movements and expressions were so lifelike that he could almost feel they were real people breathing.
"Here you go, transaction complete." As if afraid that Hong Xiaoduo might change her mind, Lan Zechen quickly took out another piece of paper and placed it in front of her.
So what if I'm not successful? As long as this treasure is mine now, that's all that matters!
Hong Xiaoduo reached out and picked up the paper, unfolded it, and looked at the news about the Gong surname on it. However, she did not continue reading. Instead, she folded it up and put it away, intending to take a closer look when she got back.
"Master, this lamp has another special feature: it doesn't need candles or oil. If you feel the light is getting dimmer, just put it in the sun."
These are the maintenance notes. Also, please don't mention me, the humble woman, when discussing this lamp and that lens. I think you understand what I mean, Master. Farewell. Having received the other message, Hong Xiaoduo had no intention of lingering any longer. She got up, gave some instructions, and prepared to return to the inn.
Go back and take a closer look at the message and the address. Choose one that's close by and go check it out.
"Young lady, please wait a moment. Aren't you worried that the information I gave you is fake?" Lan Zechen asked, turning around.
Hong Xiaoduo stopped, turned around, shook her head, and replied indifferently, "What's there to worry about? Although this is my first time dealing with the Pavilion Master, I'm confident that I'm quite good at judging people. The Pavilion Master isn't that kind of person."
Secondly, according to my friend, Duobaoge's sources are very rigorous, and they would not use information to trade with buyers unless they were absolutely certain.
Thirdly, even if the information the Pavilion Master gave me is false, so what? You dare to try to fool me with fake news? I'll just smash up your Treasure Pavilion then, what's the big deal?" After saying that, Hong Xiaoduo smiled, waved, and left.
By the light of the revolving lantern, Lan Zechen could clearly see the expression on her face when she said those words to him before she left.
Hmph, what else is there? First, second, third, isn't it just that you're arrogant enough?
At such a young age, she has the audacity to say she smashed his curio cabinet. Does she even know what she's saying?
Turning his head to look at the lanterns still spinning in front of him, the music still melodious, and the ladies still dancing gracefully, Lan Zechen loudly called for someone to come and tell them to quickly send the young lady away in a sedan chair.
Regardless of whether she's arrogant or not, someone who can easily produce a lens and this lamp is definitely not an ordinary person.
Now that he'd closed the deal with her, he couldn't lose touch. He needed to befriend this girl. Who knew how many other special and rare treasures she might have!
Upon hearing the Pavilion Master's instructions, the innkeeper Lao Qian, who was waiting outside, immediately went to prepare a sedan chair. After Hong Xiaoduo boarded the chair, he introduced himself and explained his purpose.
Hong Xiaoduo did not refuse and got into the sedan chair.
"May I ask where you live, young lady?" Lao Qian asked very respectfully.
“Don’t your people know where I live?” Hong Xiaoduo said deliberately.
Then, they heard the shopkeeper, Lao Qian, outside the sedan chair cough awkwardly twice, whisper an address, and the sedan chair started moving.
Inside the sedan chair, Hong Xiaoduo knew perfectly well what the Pavilion Master of Duobao Pavilion meant by this gesture; it was a gesture of goodwill.
That's perfect. Once we find out what the characters on the other bamboo plaques are, we'll inevitably have to buy information from Duobaoge again. Although we might not have to go here again, Brother Quan said that Duobaoge has several branches in various places.
Hong Xiaoduo wasn't worried at all whether the person in charge of the other branches of Duobaoge would make an exception for her and give her a message.
If she can handle things here, she can handle things elsewhere; Hong Xiaoduo is quite confident about that.
The sedan chair stopped in front of the Fuyun Inn. The waiter outside was taken aback when he saw Lao Qian. When he saw Lao Qian respectfully step forward and lift the curtain, he was even more incredulous to see that the person who got out of the sedan chair was a guest who had stayed at their inn earlier that day.
Who are these young ladies and their entourage? Why did the head manager of Duobao Pavilion personally deliver them?
"Alright, thank you, innkeeper. Please also thank your sect leader for me when you get back." Hong Xiaoduo said to Lao Qian with a smile, then stepped into the inn.
The innkeeper bowed to Lao Qian, and after Lao Qian nodded to him and left, he hurried into the inn and saw that the young woman was already heading towards the upper room.
The shop assistant hurried behind the counter and whispered to the shopkeeper.
"Don't make wild guesses. Remember what our boss said: no matter what room the guests stay in, even if they stay in a dormitory, just treat them well," the innkeeper whispered his instructions.
The waiter responded in a low voice, but he was still curious about who these guests, who were mostly children and few adults, were!
You should know that Duobao Pavilion is very arrogant in this area. No thieves dare to cause trouble for them, and even the people in the government are very polite to Duobao Pavilion.
The locals all guessed that the owner of Duobao Pavilion was no ordinary person.
The children were practicing calligraphy in Quan Jinghuai's room. Tianquan, who was facing the door, saw Hong Xiaoduo and immediately kicked Tianshu secretly with his foot.
Tian Shu also heard the noise of the door opening next door and knew what was going on, but he glared at Tian Quan as a warning.
Hong Xiaoduo entered her room, closed the door behind her, sat down at the table, composed herself, and then mentally entered her spatial dimension to look at the messages she had received from the Treasure Pavilion…
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