After going down the mountain, my identity was exposed by my senior sister!

Chapter 80
Chen Yu and Ah Gui followed closely behind, the former showing curiosity.

"Yunzhou Shop" is much more desolate than other shops, and the location is very remote, it is difficult for people with poor eyesight to identify.

This is obviously not in line with Xing Ge's identity.

Entering the shop, a grey-haired old man who seemed to be almost sixty years old was lying on a wooden recliner, holding a folding fan, swinging slowly.

There is also an old-fashioned radio in the store, playing Huangmei Opera intermittently.

He didn't realize that someone entered the shop at all.

"Cough cough."

Ye Fei coughed.

The old man still didn't respond.

Ye Fei had no choice but to step forward and patted the old man's knee.

A pair of cloudy eyes slowly opened, looking at the three people standing at the door, he raised his fan, opened his mouth, with a questioning face: "What's the matter?"

"I came to look for your shopkeeper." Ye Fei smiled slightly.

The old man frowned and asked again: "What's the matter?"

"I'm looking for your shopkeeper!" Chen Yu repeated.

"What's the matter?" The old man pointed to his ear and said, "I can't hear clearly."

"Old man, you don't have to be deaf but you have to pretend to be deaf, why bother?" A light blue flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he said with a smile, "We are here to find Mr. Xing, if he is in the shop, you always Let me know that Xing Yue's friend is here."

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The folding fan in the old man's hand fell to the ground.

Then, with a shocked expression on his face, as if he had heard something terrible, he tremblingly raised his finger and pointed at Ye Fei, "You...you..."

"Old Zhang!"

A strong voice came from the attic around the corner.

The three of Ye Fei looked up one after another.

I saw a middle-aged man in a black Chinese tunic suit walking slowly with a mahogany dragon-headed cane in his hand.

With a solemn expression, frowning, sharp eyes, he raised his crutches and pointed at the door, and said to Ye Fei, "You, get out, you are not welcome at Yunzhoupu."

In the huge shop, the smoke from sandalwood cooking gradually became thicker, spreading like an invisible moat between Ye Fei and Xing Ge.

"Get out!"

Seeing that Ye Fei was unmoved, Xing Ge immediately glared, pointed at the door and repeated.

Ye Fei had no expression on his face, with his hands in his pockets, he stood motionless, and had no intention of leaving.

"Mr. Xing, do you still remember me? I'm Chen Bozhong's niece, Chen Yu." Chen Yu took over the conversation with a smile, and waved playfully.

"Chen Bozhong?" Xing Ge's face eased, he nodded slightly, and said, "How is Mr. Chen's health recently? Back then, my friendship with him was not small."

"Everything is fine with my uncle. These days, I often mention Mr. Xing, and he does not hesitate to praise you when he talks about you." Chen Yu smiled slightly, "If it weren't for you, sir, who had a good eye for pearls, I'm afraid that old antique would have been thrown away as trash Well, I'm here this time for a special purpose..."

"Okay, I won't say much about these polite words." Xing Ge waved his hand, sat on a chair beside him, and said indifferently, "I know you want to ask me for help in the name of the Chen family, that's no problem, but Put it aside first. Villains and deserters are not welcome in my shop, please go out."

"Little man? Deserter?" Chen Yu looked at Ye Fei and frowned.

It's not that she and Chen Bozhong haven't inquired about Ye Fei's life experience.

But for some reason, no matter how powerful the Chen family is, what they can investigate is only superficial things.

At this time,

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Ye Fei straightened his back, faced Xing Ge, and knelt on one knee: "Ye Fei is ashamed of Mr. Xing!"

Chen Yu froze on the spot, at a loss.

Xing Ge's expression was complicated, but his tone was still cold: "A dead person can be brought back to life by kneeling?"

"No!" Ye Fei's eyes turned red, "But I will avenge him one day."

"What did you do back then!?" Xing Ge stood up abruptly, staring at Ye Fei sadly and angrily, "What's the use of talking about it now?"

Ye Fei didn't respond anymore, but knelt down for a long time.

Chen Yu on the side was already stunned, as if there was a stick in his throat.

Ye Fei once went abroad as a mercenary for a period of time to practice, and met a group of good brothers.

Among those brothers, there was one named Xing Yue, who was only 19 years old. He was a new recruit. After entering the mercenary camp, he became very familiar with Ye Fei. After getting acquainted with Ye Fei, he followed him to more places with the longing to serve the country. Experience in war-torn areas.

19 is old.

Xing Ge's son.

This is why Ye Fei knelt down on one knee.

For Xing Ge, Xing Yue is not only the best candidate to inherit his mantle, but also the few direct descendants of the Xing family.

"If he died on the battlefield, I wouldn't be so angry." Xing Ge's throat was quite dry, and blood seemed to ooze from the corner of his mouth, "But it was a one-sided killing. As a father, I How can you forgive me?"

"I have investigated the reason and will avenge this with my oath." Ye Fei paused, "I will never die."

"Swear to avenge this?" Xing Ge's lips trembled slightly, "Will you die?"

He was born in a military family, so of course he understood the meaning of this sentence.

"Okay, get up."

Xing Ge took a deep breath, and the sadness in his eyes gradually subsided.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, stood up and bowed.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yu quickly said, "This time, I came here to exchange a bronze tripod with Mr. Xing."

"Bronze tripod?" Xing Ge frowned and said, "There are a few bronze tripods from the Ming and Qing Dynasties in the shop, they are all worthless items, take them if you want, and just pretend that I don't have time to visit the old man Sorry. It's in the backyard, I'll let Lao Zhang take you there."

After that, he turned and walked upstairs.

"Thank you, Uncle Xing." Chen Yu smiled sweetly.

Lao Zhang, who was standing behind Xing Ge, quickly led the two of them to the backyard.

Although the Yunzhou shop is not big, it is backed by a courtyard house, all of which are Xing Ge's property, used to stack and collect antiques, plus he usually lives reclusively, so this place can be regarded as half a home.

With light steps, Lao Zhang quickly walked to a wooden door on the southwest side, took out the key in his pocket, and opened it.

"You two, please."

Lao Zhang stood at the door and stretched out his hand.

There is a strong dusty smell inside the door, but there is no dust everywhere, and every corner is also very clean.

The bronze tripod that Xing Ge mentioned is placed on a solid wood shelf on the right. The tripod is only half a meter in size, the paint surface is incomplete, and there are several small holes in the mouth of the tripod.

"Take it down and have a look."

With a thought, Ye Fei raised his hand and weighed it in his hand.

"During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, bronze casting technology has been greatly improved, including the traditional clay model method, and the lost wax casting method gradually developed during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods. The latter can cast large bells weighing dozens of tons."

"Whether the bronze wares of this period are currency or living utensils, brass occupies a considerable proportion."

(End of this chapter)