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Chapter 177 It's none of your business, so hang up

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    The person Feng Zhirong sent to pick me up was Feng Qu. I didn't let him follow me, got out of the car alone, and walked into the Laojin Building.

    There are quite a few customers in the store, and a waiter came up to receive me.

    I asked directly if Mr. Jin Shunchang was there?

    The waiter who came to receive me happened to be the one I saw last time.

    With a look of surprise on her face, she quickly invited me up to the second floor, poured me another pot of Longjing, and then asked me to wait a while, then hurried downstairs to inform Jin Shunchang.

    I took out the golden abacus from the wooden box.

    There is an abacus with gold beads strung on it, which has a strong sense of substance, but the overall abacus looks dilapidated.

    Looking down for a while, the lines on the edge of the golden abacus came out again, and the fixed compass came out again.

    It just occurred to me that Zhang Jiugua and my grandfather Luo Zhongliang came from the same school. Maybe these two things should have been passed on to one person?

    It's just that in the generation of my grandfather and Zhang Jiugua, they are two disciples, so things are scattered

    At this point in my thoughts, I turned over the fixed compass and looked at the words on the back completely subconsciously.

    "Luo Zhongliang, twenty-seventh generation disciple, Chi." Immediately afterwards, I took another look at the back of the golden abacus.

    What makes my heart beat wildly is that there are no lines on the beam in the middle of the abacus, but small and precise words are engraved on it!

    There are a total of twenty-six lines in front.

    I compared them one by one, and sure enough, from the first name to the twenty-sixth, they were all written in the same handwriting.

    There is no change until the twenty-seventh line.

    "Zhang Jiu Gua, the twenty-seventh generation disciple, hold."

    I held back my heartbeat, and I guessed right.

    I am afraid that the original single lineage of this lineage is Mr. Yin and Yang. My grandfather and Zhang Jiugua divided it into Mr. Yinshu and Tiekoujinsuan.

    It's just that in the dark, everything has its own destiny.

    In the end, these two things ended up in my hands by accident.

    I suddenly felt that in Zhang Jiugua's suicide note, that sentence had more profound meaning.

    "It is well known in the Feng Shui circle that Tiekou Jinsuan and Mr. Yinshu came from the same school, but they parted ways because of their different temperaments."

    "And the hexagram of my fate sent me a person who practiced yin arts to return to dust, so I thought to myself, if I leave the bones and golden abacus to the person who uses yin arts, wouldn't I be sharing the same disciple with Luo Zhongliang? I want to come to Master  Satisfied, even if Luo Zhongliang dies, there will be no peace, I feel joy in my heart."

    At first, I thought it was Zhang Jiugua's bad taste.

    He and my grandfather have different personalities, and he will cheat my grandfather even if he dies.

    It is only now that he realizes that he also wants Mr. Yin Yang's lineage to return to a single person in the next term

    Don't let the hundreds of years of inheritance be cut off because of him and my grandfather!

    Just as I was thinking about whether to engrave my name on the fixed compass and golden abacus.

    Footsteps came.

    I immediately put away the fixed compass with my backhand, and then raised my head.

    It was an old man in a yellow jacket who walked up to the second floor.

    He still had the same pair of glasses with gold frames, but the mole on his forehead was a little shriveled.

    I frowned tightly.

    Jin Shunchang's face was joyful, and he didn't show any signs of fatigue.

    "Boss Luo, I haven't seen you for a few days. I thought you weren't coming! I've been looking for so many gold abacus, and I'm not willing to melt it!"

    Jin Shunchang said with a smile, and when he got close to me, he reached out and shook my hand.

    I also smiled and stood up: "I have encountered some troubles in the past few days. After dealing with them, I went back to the country to rest for three days. I just entered the city today, so I came here immediately."  The abacus was passed to Jin Shunchang.

    He took it with both hands cautiously, and hurried to the side of the tool table.

    The next moment, he took out a black leather box from his close-fitting bag.

    After opening it, there are fourteen exquisite golden abacus lying in the velvet box!

    I also immediately opened the wooden box, and put the bag of beads on the workbench.

    Jin Shunchang sighed, and said solemnly: "The maker of this abacus must be a great master, and there are many landscape carvings on it. It is not easy on gold wares. Especially this is not modern gold.  One can imagine its uncanny workmanship.¡±

    My heart skipped a beat. I didn't expect that Jin Shunchang didn't know anything. He could see many problems with his naked eyes.?

    He started to put on the golden abacus, and also put the abacus into it.

    I can also see the gods and forget the passage of time.

    Until the last golden abacus is inlaid into the abacus, and all the beads are strung together.

    The entire golden abacus becomes complete!

    It's just that the beads and the abacus shelf were dusty and dusty because they hadn't been used for a long time.

    Jin Shunchang adjusted the glasses frame, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and began to clean the golden abacus, and wiped it carefully with a white cloth.

    When he stopped, the entire golden abacus was under the light, reflecting the bright golden brilliance, which was extremely eye-catching.

    "Boss Luo, check to see if there is any problem. One hundred and five pearls is not a lot." Jin Shunchang held up the abacus and handed it to me.

    After I took it, my heartbeat reached my throat.

    In addition to the heavy hand feeling, it gave me a kind of completeness, and there seemed to be a temptation to move the beads.

    I checked carefully, and every counting post is very firm, and there is no sign of looseness.

    I carefully put away the gold abacus, but I didn't move it.

    First of all, I am not very good at using it, and I also promised Chen Xiazi that I will give him the first hexagram.

    "Master Jin, your craftsmanship is no less than everyone else's." I was overjoyed, and I also praised Jin Shunchang a few words.

    He smiled and touched his chin, saying that he was still far behind.

    At this moment, I found that the mole on his forehead had shriveled a lot.

    Jin Shunchang's mole, located on the forehead above the brow, is also called the mole of making friends.

    When I saw him before, his mole was still a smooth, protruding beautiful mole.

    But now, it turned into a shriveled mole.

    ? If you make friends with a mole, you will be a good friend, but if you become an evil mole, it means you will be dragged down by your friends.

    I squinted my eyes slightly, hesitating a little.

    Jin Shunchang asked me in a surprised voice, "Boss Luo, is there something on my face?"

    I took a deep breath, put away those thoughts, and shook my head with a smile: "No, I thought of some other things, and I was lost in thought. Master Jin, please calculate the manual cost and gold price! I still have things to worry about."

    Jin Shunchang quoted the price to me with a smile. The cost of gold was 650,000 yuan, and it took a lot of effort to open the mold, and it also cost more than 50,000 yuan. He charged me 30,000 yuan for manual work, a total of 730,000 yuan.  !

    Asked if I was in cash or by card.

    I went downstairs and swiped my card, and Jin Shunchang sent me outside the gate of Laojinlou.

    At this moment, the sky is completely dark.

    After getting into the car, Feng Qu dozed off in the driver's seat.

    "Mr. Luo, you can figure it out, it's almost early morning." Feng Qu let out a sigh.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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