The antique shop of the rich fake master

It turned out that it was really not easy to get to know each other after being separated for so many years.

Su Jin understood, but he suddenly thought, "Oh, that's not right. You call me Ah Jin? That's not okay, I'm older than you, so you have to call me brother."

Qu Qiuli got stuck in an instant, the reason was this, but he didn't know why when he called brother, he just couldn't say it.

"Hey, call my brother to listen." Su Jin deliberately wanted to tease him, "I have wanted a younger brother since I was a child."

Although this younger brother is different from what he imagined, he is still a younger brother after all.

It is rare for Qu Qiuli to come across such a moment before he realizes that he really has a family, so he will be forced to call him brother?

He held back for a long time, and finally called out, "Cousin."

"Tsk." Su Jin accepted it when he saw it. After all, he was an adult, and it was really embarrassing to call his brother. He took out two car keys from his pocket, "Nong, you like white and blue, so I just bought two. It’s inside the parking garage, you can go and see for yourself when you have time.”

Qu Qiuli was dazzled when he saw the car logo on the car key.

All top luxury cars.

It's not that he doesn't have it, but they are all eating ashes in Lin's garage. He doesn't like this high-profile feeling.

He always felt that with this money, it would be better to invest in antiques.

"Take it." Su Yanqing took it for him, "You are a child of the Su family, and your father also has shares in the Su family. Although he is not around now, he will give it to you after all."

Besides, the money is all outside the body.

Su Jin is a cousin, meaning, this is normal.

"Then thank you cousin." Qu Qiuli smiled and accepted the car keys.

Su Jin was satisfied, "It's all one family, if you need money in the future, or if you have any problems, please come to me and I will help you solve it."

Qu Qiuli warms his heart, and has an extra family, which seems to be a good feeling.

While eating dinner, Su Jin suddenly thought of Qu Qiuli's current young master of Lin's family, and asked, "Are you going to move back to live with Second Grandpa?"

Qu Qiuli was stunned for a moment, but he hadn't thought it through yet.

I learned about my life experience early this morning, and later discussed with my grandfather about my father, and then he went to ancient times again.

I haven't really thought about these things.

The Lin family raised him and treated him very well. He also had a very good relationship with Lin's father and Lin's mother, and... there was Lin Xiangyu.

If he suddenly told them that he had found his family and was moving away, his parents would be happy for him, but they would also be sad.

"Grandpa, cousin." After careful consideration, Qu Qiuli said, "I want to wait. After a while, I will find a suitable opportunity to talk to my parents. After all..."

In his heart, he also wanted to come back to spend more time with grandpa, and grandpa knew the secret of the pocket watch, so it was convenient for him to do anything.

However, he didn't want to hurt Lin's father and Lin's mother.

Su Yanqing nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin raised you up and brought you up so well, you should be rewarded for it."

He is not an unreasonable person, his grandson has never been by his side for a day, and their Su family has never raised Ah Li for a day, so it is impossible for him to ask Ah Li to leave the parents who raised him just because of blood relationship.

That's immoral.

He thought for a while, and then said, "The Su family is your home, and so is the Lin family. In the future, the two families can treat each other as relatives without conflict. You can live wherever you want."

"Okay. Grandpa." Qu Qiuli was relieved, and he was also worried that Grandpa would be unhappy, but Grandpa is so kind.

He added, "Let me find a suitable opportunity to talk to my parents first. Then we will have a meal together as a family, is that okay?"

"Of course." Su Yanqing agreed, "You can arrange it when the time comes."

Su Jin thought for a while, he could call his father and talk about it. Anyway, the Su family and the Lin family are all businessmen, and there will inevitably be meetings in the business field. Wouldn't it be wonderful for the Su Jin and Lin family to join forces.

After dinner, the grandpa and grandson returned to the study again.

"Your teacher called you today, and your elder brother from the Lin family also called you." Su Yanqing handed the phone back to him, "I answered it for you. I'm busy for a while, and your brother asked you if you would go home for dinner."

Mentioning the meteor shower, Qu Qiu felt warm in his heart, but he held back, "Did Teacher Yin say anything?"

Su Yanqing looked at her grandson carefully, "Tell me honestly, what does the tomb on the mountain have to do with you?"

He recalled the performance of his grandson during this period, coupled with the unearthed painting, and the tolerance of the world consciousness to A Li, it is impossible that there is nothing wrong with the ancient tomb.

Qu Qiuli's face was hot, "That's my clothes tomb. It should be built for me by friends I met over there. I really don't know the specifics."

By the way, he also explained his bug, a box of ancient books, and those folk crafts that he managed to get before he came back, etc.

"You, you." Su Yanqing patted Qu Qiuli's shoulder lovingly, "You are not afraid of any accident."

If the world consciousness thinks that he has gone too far and punishes him, then it will be troublesome.

Qu Qiuli smiled, "I'm just giving it a try. Anyway, I think the world consciousness seems to agree with me doing this."

He thought about it carefully, the opportunity for the appearance of the pocket watch was the destruction of civilization, and what he had to do was to restore those lost civilizations, these two points did not conflict.

"Your teacher said today that the secret room has been opened." Su Yanqing smiled and shook her head, "Your father and I never thought of doing this before."

It's not that I haven't thought about it, it's that I didn't expect to be able to do this at all.

The brains of young people are still good.

It's almost a one-and-done thing.

Qu Qiuli also laughed, "Then the things I prepared are okay?"

"It's all well preserved." Su Yanqing was also very emotional, all kinds of lost handicrafts, as well as the history of faults, the secrets of the gentry.

This is of inestimable value to the archaeological world.

Although the appearance of the pocket watch gave their family a mission, the generations of them also really love this industry.

By the way, speaking of this, Su Yanqing thought again, "I'm going to the cultural relics center to continue repairing the oracle bones tomorrow, so you shouldn't be able to go back to the cultural relics center to sell the holiday?"

Qu Qiuli just came back from filming the documentary, and it happened that these two days were weekends again. His original plan was to go on Monday to sell his vacation, and then continue to translate oracle bones.

But now, obviously not, he has to go to ancient times to find his parents.

If this goes well, it will take three to five days as short as it takes, and it will take no time as long as it takes.

And not only about the cultural relics center, but also about Lin Xiangyu. He may not be able to go back often recently, and he can't receive calls during the day, so it's probably not easy to deal with business.

"Grandpa, I won't go to the job at the cultural relics center. I'll resign sometime." Qu Qiuli still thinks this is more appropriate, "Anyway, other people can do the job of translation."

"No hurry." Su Yanqing didn't think so, "It doesn't matter if you can't find anything about Ah Fei. You have to live your own life well. I'll arrange it for you at the cultural relics center. I was sent out on a business trip, and I can go back to work when the time comes."

Ah Li is still young, he needs a good resume.

What's more, with this secret on him, Ah Li can only stand tall so as not to arouse others' suspicion.

"I see, Grandpa." Qu Qiuli knew that the old man was thinking of him, "I'll search for ten days in ancient times first, and if I can't find it, then I will find time later."

Su Yanqing nodded, although he missed his son very much, but his son has been away for so many years, and now his life is unknown, but his grandson is standing in front of him.

He can't take care of his son, not his grandson.

Tomorrow I have to travel through time, and I just met my grandfather today, so Qu Qiuli is not planning to go back to Lin's house tonight.

After returning to the room that his grandfather had arranged for him, after washing up and lying on the bed, he called Lin Xiangyu back.

"A Li." Lin Xiangyu answered the phone in no time as usual, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I've eaten." Qu Qiuli was covered in the quilt, "I may not go back in the next few days."

He was not good at lying, and he always felt nervous.

But Lin Xiangyu didn't think much about it, "Are you busy with work again? Or are you going into the mountains again?"

"Well, Grandpa Su sent me to help him with something." Qu Qiuli thought that he just used the excuse his grandfather gave to the cultural relics center, so as to save the two sides from being at odds.

Lin Xiangyu's focus is not here, he is a little puzzled by the title of Grandpa Su.

On weekdays, when they occasionally chatted about Mr. Su Yanqing, A Li respectfully called him Mr. Su, or Mr. Su.

Why did you suddenly change your name to Grandpa Su today?

Even the tone is very intimate.

But Lin Xiangyu didn't think much about it, probably Mr. Su admired their family Ah Li very much.

"Where are you going?" Lin Xiangyu asked, "When will you be back?"

It's his birthday.

This is the first time he has celebrated his real birthday, and he wants a neat and tidy family.

Qu Qiuli also thought of this, "The itinerary must be kept secret. How long it will take is not confirmed yet, but I will definitely be back when you celebrate your birthday."

Lin Xiangyu hummed, "Then you should go to bed early, don't work too hard, and call me if you have anything to do."

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, Qu Qiuli had to prepare a suitable birthday present for Brother Hanhan. He might not be able to do things like crystal balls, so he had to think about other gifts.

The Lin family.

After Lin Xiangyu made the phone call, he went back to the study, where Father Lin was waiting.

Ever since they knew about Shen Shiqi's thoughts and ambitions, the father and son began to act secretly to prevent A Li and Lin's mother from being hurt in the slightest.

The father and son discussed all night and finally came up with a charter.

"That's right." Father Lin suddenly thought, "The Su family originally had competition for the piece of land we are going to acquire recently, but today the person in charge seems to have let go."

This is rather puzzling.

Lin Xiangyu thought of A Li's address to Mr. Su, and said, "The Su family is Teacher Su Yanqing's family, maybe it's because of A Li's relationship?"

Lin's father was thoughtful, and did not express any further opinions, "Then I will leave this case to you to handle."

Lin nodded to Yu, he knew that his father was going to gradually delegate power to him.

Of course, this is also part of their plan.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Qu Qiuli woke up.

He has to rush back to ancient times, and he has to continue on his way today.

Hey, I don't know when this world consciousness will allow him to travel to any place at will.

Su Yanqing also woke up early, and the grandfather and grandson had breakfast before sending Qu Qiuli away.

In the inn, Qu Qiuli opened his eyes, sat back on the bed in the inn, and messed up the sheets and covers, creating the illusion that he had slept here.

Not long after, the coachman knocked on the door, ready to set off.

On the way, the coachman said apologetically, "I inquired about it in the town last night, and I have never heard of such a number one figure as Mr. Fei Ran. When we arrive in Chenjiang County, I will definitely help you inquire about it."

"It's okay." Although Qu Qiuli was anxious in his heart, he also knew that this matter could not be rushed.

In ancient times, there was no Internet or anything, and information transmission was inconvenient, so it was really troublesome to find someone.

The coachman thought for a while, "Do you have a portrait? Maybe it will be easier to find if you have a portrait."

Qu Qiuli doesn't have portraits, but he has photos of his father when he was young.

However, it has been more than 20 years, and the photos are not particularly clear, and he can't take them out.

Furthermore, there is also the picture of a small courtyard in a bamboo forest painted by Qi Mingzhe, in which his own father is also in the mirror.

But anyone who has seen ancient paintings knows that when ancient people drew portraits, they meant to draw a likeness, and it would be nice to be able to draw out the characteristics of people. It is far from the portraits of today, and there is no comparison at all.

It's good to be recognized.

Moreover, his father is not like him, there is a very recognizable small mole on the tip of his nose.

After thinking about it, "When I get to the place, I will draw a picture, but it may not be accurate."

He can only study according to the photos of his own father when he was young, plus Qi Mingzhe's paintings, and the ones he draws are right.

"That's fine." The coachman readily agreed, "Young master, how about you look at it this way? When you get to the place, I'll help you inquire for half a month. If I don't find anyone for half a month, I'll leave."

Anyway, he took a piece of gold leaf from others, and if he didn't do anything, he would not be practical. He loves money, but he is not an insatiable person.

Qu Qiuli agreed, two people are better than one.

"That's right." Qu Qiuli suddenly remembered, "Do you know where there is a bamboo forest in Chenjiang County?"

Such an important clue was almost ignored by him.

"There are quite a lot of bamboo forests here." The coachman said, "We have to pass through bamboo forests for less than half of our journey today, let alone Chenjiang County."

The geographical location and climate here are suitable. It seems that people here love to grow bamboo.

The coachman said, "When you arrive in Chenjiang County, you can try their bamboo shoots, which are unique in Chenjiang County."

It took two days to go round and round, staggering, and finally arrived in Chenjiang County.

Qu Qiuli had no way to guide him, but fortunately, he did not check strictly, and after spending some money, he entered the city smoothly.

After entering the city, the coachman was still a little weird, "My lord, where is your road guide?"

He didn't check it when he was out of the city, and he didn't check it in the small town, so he didn't ask.

But in this day and age, when traveling far away, there must be a guide.

Fortunately, the country is prosperous and the people are safe now, and the wayfinding is not strictly checked. If there is no wayfinding in a period of turmoil, let alone entering the city, you will not be able to go anywhere.

"I'm looking for relatives from thousands of miles away." Qu Qiuli played it again, "I met a group of robbers before, and my things were robbed, and I managed to save my life. The plates of food on my body are still hidden in my underwear. to keep it."

"So that's how it is." The driver saw that he didn't look like a bad guy, so he was relieved, "Then you go to the county government office tomorrow and make a registration, so that no accidents will happen then."

Without guidance, the investigation is not strict today, but is there any guarantee that there will be no investigation tomorrow?

At that time, at least they will be expelled from the city, and at worst they will be punished.

Qu Qiuli thought about it, he himself would go to the county government to look for Qi Mingzhe, the matter of Lu Yin is equivalent to getting a temporary ID card, it's not too difficult.

As for finding Qi Mingzhe, he had thought about it.

For him, it was only half a year since he and Qi Mingzhe met for the last time, but from Qi Mingzhe's point of view, Qi Mingzhe hadn't seen him in half his life.

Maybe, people have already forgotten him.

Therefore, he plans to use the identity of Mr. Mo Xian's grandson at that time.

Come on, now he is his own grandson, which is also interesting.

To be sure, he bought a concealer pen to cover up the small mole on the tip of his nose.

In this way, Qu Qiuli lived in an inn in the city,

The inn was also found by the coachman.

The coachman was quite considerate of him, and instead of looking for an inn that looked expensive, he found a relatively safe and clean inn.

"My lord." The coachman also comforted him, "You have come all the way to look for relatives, and you don't know when you will find them, so save your money."

Qu Qiuli smiled and accepted his kindness.

Anyway, for him, it doesn't matter where he lives, and he has to return to modern times at night.

After settling down, Qu Qiuli found a charcoal pencil and began to draw portraits.

Based on the photos and Qi Mingzhe's paintings, he drew a middle-aged man somewhat similar to himself.

After thinking for a while, he wrote the age and height on the portrait, and in the end, he wrote another sentence: The distortion does not change.

This meme has been played badly on the Internet.

But it is also undeniable that this is the most appropriate code to recognize fellow villagers after time travel.

It is impossible to say when his own father will see it.

The next day, Qu Qiuli cleaned up and went to the county government office, preparing to visit Qi Mingzhe in an open and aboveboard manner, but he didn't know if it was bad luck that Qi Mingzhe was not in the mansion.

Qu Qiuli had no choice but to leave the greeting card, and then went to the office of the county government to apply for a temporary ID card.

I thought it was very simple. After all, he has been in various dynasties before, and it is not uncommon to do it, but this time he still encountered a lot of trouble.

Maybe it was stricter under Qi Mingzhe's management.

Qu Qiuli almost made up the stories of the three generations of his ancestors, trying to make his identity more reasonable.

To put it bluntly, they just refused to handle it, and wanted to fine him, saying that he entered the city without a guide, which did not meet the standards.

Until, another old man with gray temples came in the county government office.

Qu Qiuli looked familiar, but didn't dare to confirm.

"Steward Qi." Until the little official respectfully invited him in to sit down.

Only then did Qu Qiuli realize that this Steward Qi seemed to be the book boy next to Qi Mingzhe.

The book boy was only 20 years old back then.

Unexpectedly, after a few months, he was already so old.

Steward Qi has been with Qi Mingzhe all his life, so he still has some prestige here.

He looked at Qu Qiuli with scrutiny, "Are you really the grandson of Mr. Mo Xian?"

"Have you met my grandpa?" Qu Qiuli came online, "My grandpa said that Master Qi had acquainted with him in the imperial city back then, and he even drew a picture for him."

It has been more than 30 years, but Steward Qi thinks this young man is a little familiar, and this young man is indeed somewhat similar to the picture of a fairy playing the piano hanging in his adult's study.

He was also resting in the mansion today, but a servant sent a greeting card from this young man, saying that he was a descendant of Mr. Mo Xian, so he rushed over.

Although the adults in their family didn't have a close relationship with Mr. Mo Xian back then, they have always regarded him as a confidant. In the most difficult days, the adults always talked about that man's fame and fortune, and his indifference to fame and wealth.

"Let's do it for him." Steward Qi greeted the little official.

After finishing speaking, he said to Qu Qiuli, "I will give your greeting card to my lord. You can go back and wait. Your lord will not come back in two days."

Qu Qiuli smiled, with an innocent look on his face, and said sweetly, "Then thank you, Uncle Qi."

Butler Qi smiled, he was really a child.

On the register, Qu Qiuli gave himself the name Lin Li.

I didn't dare to use my real name, for fear of leaving traces.

Steward Qi saw it, and was still a little moved, "I was lucky enough to see the scenery of Mr. Mo Xian back then. I only knew his name was Mr. Mo Xian, but I didn't know that his surname was Lin."

"Ahem." Qu Qiuli said embarrassedly, "Master Mo Xian, that is, my grandfather, is actually surnamed Su."

Qu Qiuli was half-truthful, "My father separated from my grandfather back then, and I also separated after that. I only found out about my own life not long ago. Only then did I find my grandfather, and then I found out about my father. I came here specifically to find my father."

"Oh? There is such a layer of origin?" Steward Qi was a little curious, "Then why did you find Chenjiang County?"

"My grandfather asked me to come here." Qu Qiuli didn't change his expression, "I can't tell the specifics until I see Mr. Qi."

Butler Qi expressed his understanding, and asked some more about Mr. Mo Xian.

Qu Qiuli never thought that one day he would make up stories for himself.

Fortunately, the registration information was quickly completed, so he found an excuse and left the county office.

After leaving the county office, he didn't go back to the inn, just wandered around the county town.

According to his understanding, his parents should be living in seclusion, but even if they are living in seclusion, they can't stay out of the house completely. They have to buy money, rice, oil and salt. This is not modern, and there is no food delivery.

So he wanted to try his luck.

As he was walking, a ten-year-old beggar bumped into him.

"Little friend, be careful when walking." Qu Qiuli supported him, took him to the side of the road, and bought two meat buns beside him.

These little beggars have been wandering in every corner of the county all year round. Their information network is not bad. They can tell one, two, three, which one has a few chickens, and which one has what happened last night.

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