The dragon clan cultivated a Chu Mensao

The morning sun shines on the stone road of Liulichang Street. A tricycle is running happily. The young guests get off the tricycle calmly. They wear a blue Chinese-style shirt, a pair of slacks, and a pair of Beijing-style "tips" on their feet. Hair as bright as gold, eyes as blue as sea water.

The signboard of "Fenglongtang" is a bit worn out, it is hung on the lintel of the small shop, and there is a royal blue cotton curtain hanging at the door.This is already approaching the deepest part of the alley, and most antique lovers would never choose such a remote place to open a shop.

The guest opens the cotton curtain first, and the copper bell on the door rings, but no one comes to greet him. The counter is empty. This is an old house sealed by dust. No one has stepped in for decades. The guest is walking slowly in the room. Turning around, smelling the rich sandalwood fragrance in the air, and finally stopped in front of the bright red wedding dress to appreciate it.The material of the wedding dress is beautiful silk satin, exquisite tapestry edge, gold foil with phoenix pattern, inlaid with pearl buttons and glass flakes.Behind the wedding dress was a piece of pure white drawing paper, which was unfolded and nailed to the wall, and someone sketched a freehand side profile of the bride on it with an ink pen. The guest looked at the painting with a smile.

"The wedding clothes worn by bannermen in the Qing Dynasty were the orthodox cheongsam. At that time, the cheongsam had a wide hem, the skirt fell to the bottom, and pants were worn inside. It was not the current style of showing arms and legs." Someone whispered from behind.

"Mr. Lin Fenglong." The guest didn't look back.

"Mr. Cesar Gattuso is so young," said the boss.

Caesar turned around. Although he came prepared, he was still a little surprised to see the boss suddenly.This old man with a Beijing accent was actually a genuine European, with gray hair and iron gray eyes, and his youthful handsomeness could still be seen on his thin cheeks.The boss was wearing a bamboo cloth shirt, with a pair of iron eggs in his hands, and a plastic bag in the other hand, which contained a set of pancakes and fruits...

"There are all kinds of monsters in the hunter, do you like pancakes?" Caesar looked him up and down.

"The water in this business is deep. I'm a normal person. Two eggs, coriander, green onion and pickle sauce are the most suitable for breakfast." The boss smiled slightly and prepared tea for Caesar. Caesar smelled the tea and nodded. "It's a pity that I don't like to put coriander. I prefer to eat Roujiamo. You know, a lot of meat will taste better. You have been in China for many years."

"I'm from Henan." The boss said solemnly.

"Can you look in the mirror at your own face with the words 'Aryan' written on it before you say such things." Caesar frowned.

"My parents were Germans who were stranded in China during World War II. Unfortunately, they both died, so I was raised by a Chinese couple from Henan. I don't think I'm of German descent, but..." the boss clapped Thigh, "German is so fucking difficult, I can't learn a single sentence!"

Caesar nodded, "It's quite interesting that an Italian and a German exchange Chinese breakfast in Henan dialect... Well, I'm not here for tea."

He put down his teacup, and put a weighty paper bag in front of the boss, "20 dollars, buy the news you mentioned."

"Among the hunters, there are people like you who spend money like water." The boss narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Caesar didn’t take it seriously. He held a delicate teacup, savored it carefully, and listened to the boss telling him about the explosion of the Wang Gong factory. He didn’t patronize and enjoy traveling in China. He had arranged the itinerary as early as on the plane. He couldn't be slower than Chu Zihang.

"It doesn't sound any different from a nuclear explosion." Caesar immediately answered when he realized that he was a little distracted.

"But that long poem was written in the fourth century BC." The boss raised his eyebrows, "And we have reason to believe that the three disasters were caused by the awakening of the dragon king. In 1626 AD, a dragon king also woke up here. Maybe it's what you're looking for." The boss handed over a piece of folded old kraft paper, "I'm selling this book for 20 US dollars, and a quarto old map of the Ming Dynasty is included as a bonus. The price is not bad."

Caesar took the kraft paper and shrugged, "Let's add another gift." He pointed to the wedding dress on the wall, looked at the boss, and suddenly smiled, "That dress... the necklace on it."

The boss was stunned for a moment, and then pulled his face down, "I didn't ask for a price, and you can't just sit on the ground and pay me back, right? The jade pendant chain cost me more than 1000 yuan, and the listed price is [-] yuan."

"I don't have that much cash on me." Caesar took out a silver card from his pocket and put it on the paper bag. "This card is made of platinum. It's a souvenir that Citibank gives to customers with black cards. Exchange that necklace." .”

The boss grabbed the platinum card, "It's yours! What a vision! It's hard to find such a good orthodox jade pendant now!"

Caesar stood up and looked up at the wedding clothes on the wall, "Did you draw that profile face?"

"Copy a few strokes casually. I also learned some flowers and birds, and I can write calligraphy. I wrote big-character posters very well..." The boss is complacent.

"Okay, don't talk about it." Caesar said with a cold face, "That group of guys are like this, think I don't know anything, the other 1972 will be credited to your account tomorrow, and I will take it away, just to give it to her As a gift." He put the necklace in his pocket, walked to the door of Fenglongtang with the wrapped wedding clothes, suddenly turned around, looked at the boss who was lying on the counter counting money, "Mr. Lin Fenglong, you said you can't say German, living in China since childhood. But you have a good background in science, you understand nuclear material separation technology, and you even know the list of language and spiritual sequences. That table was finally completed in 1972, and the name "Rhine" was also in [-]. It was only determined. Who taught you this."

The boss was stunned, smiled and rubbed his hands, "Go online, I study online."

"It's really lame to tell a lie. I don't like to make deals with liars. It's a pity that your paintings are good." Caesar said lightly, "But this book is true, so I am willing to pay for it. But If you have any other purpose, I guarantee you will regret it."

Caesar went out and put down the cotton curtain behind his back. He was very curious about the expressions of the group of guys after Gattuso knew that he gave the wedding clothes as a gift to Nuonuo.It's really sick to give hi-clothes to female friends as gifts.

A young man in a black suit stepped out from behind the rosewood screen.Caesar stood there as he spoke to the boss, mingling with the darkness.

"Don't worry now, it's all according to what you said. I didn't say anything strange. He saw it for himself." The boss didn't even look at the man, and continued to count the money. "You can easily be found in this corner. , His current speech spirit is 'Scythe Weasel' and all sounds in the domain can't escape his ears."

"But you can neutralize his domain," the young man said, "There are really clues to the Dragon King in that book?"

"It should be hidden inside, but I haven't found it after decades of searching." The boss shrugged, "But since he is the heir chosen by the Gattuso family, he should be more capable than me, and... find the sleeping Dragon King and wake up The difficulty of the Dragon King is completely different. The tiny earthquakes have become more and more frequent these days, and he is almost unable to bear it anymore." He stuffed the counted money back into the paper bag and stuffed it into the iron box of the cash register. I should pay the balance of $250 million."

"When Caesar got that book, the final payment has already been credited into your Swiss bank account." The young man looked up and saw the silhouette of the girl on the white wall. After the wedding dress was taken, the freehand lines underneath were revealed , just two careless strokes, outlining the tall and straight figure of the girl. "You drew it after Chen Motong, he found out."

"I have confidence in my painting skills," the boss smiled. "It was Caesar who knew about Gattuso's selection of a bride for him. It can't be left on me."

"Close this antique shop and leave here. You have been crossed out from the list, but your old friend Anger has been looking for you for so many years. He knows you are not dead yet." The young man said coldly , "Mr. Friedrich von Long."

The boss's face darkened, "Frost talks too much, he shouldn't have mentioned my name to you. I hope that the only people who know my name are you, Mr. Passy."

"There's no need to keep it secret from me," Percy said softly, "Anyway, I'm a short-lived person... Whatever Caesar wants to do, that's his business, I can't do anything...Everything is up to Cato So."

Paxi raised his head, staring at the painting with one gold and one blue pupil of different colors. Without the background of the wedding dress, the picture of the girl is white and pure. The side face is like a girl with charming eyes who turns her head and smiles at you.

"Is that painting still useful? Give it to me." Passy said softly.

"It's useless, it's useless, take it." The boss said without raising his head.

Patsy walked over, stood on tiptoe, and gently took off the painting.

On the way back, Caesar touched the jade pendant in his pocket, and couldn't help but laugh. Originally, he wanted to get angry with the old things in the family, but...how did he open his mouth to give it away?It is said that giving wedding clothes is also a technical job, how to give a girl a wedding dress in a serious manner and say, gift, but I am not going to marry you...

He also didn't know whether he liked Chu Zihang, but at least one thing was certain, that aloof young man had been stationed in his heart since the first time he met him when he first entered school.

But that guy didn't let anyone get close, as if there was a transparent barrier, the sun was shining outside, and the storm was raging inside.

There were golden leaves flying down from the trees on both sides of the road, and the car under the tree was covered with golden leaves. Caesar put the bag on the convertible car and waved the leaves.Slowly drove out of the sparsely populated alleys and returned to the bustling city center.