My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

Chapter 47 Do I Know You?
At this moment.

Ma Weidu's phone rang again.

He took out his mobile phone and found that it was Jia Wenzhong calling again.

Ma Wei connected without even thinking.

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Jia Wenzhong shouted excitedly:

"I found out! That word Nianchen!"

"what?!"

Ma Wei was stunned.

Huang Lei and others were also speechless.

On the other hand, Xiao Chen walked slowly to Ma Weidu's side, and said to the phone:

"Don't talk nonsense, just pronounce the word."

"Who's talking?"

Jia Wenzhong heard an unfamiliar voice, but didn't react for a while.

"Mr. Jia, it is Mr. Xiao who is talking to you. He has been very popular on the Internet these two days."

Ma Weidu hastily introduced.

"I don't go online, so how do I know who he is? What does he do? How dare he refute me!"

Jia Wenzhong's tone was somewhat arrogant.

He has studied history for decades and rarely makes mistakes.

And ancient prose is his strong point.

He asked himself that no one in the country could match him.

But now being refuted by an old man who is a "net celebrity", I can't help feeling a little angry.

"Your father is Jia Yubo, right?"

Xiao Chen suddenly asked such a question inexplicably.

"How do you know?"

Jia Wenzhong was stopped by the question.

That's right.

His father is Jia Yubo.

He is also a well-known bigwig in the archaeological world.

He also donated hundreds of personal antiques to the Palace Museum.

and.

Jia Yubo was very famous during the Republic of China.

Many famous figures in history are his friends.

"Has your father ever told you that he was very down and out when he was young, and later made his fortune by reselling antiques?"

Xiao Chen said to himself.

"Who are you?!"

Jia Wenzhong asked in a trembling voice.

In a few words, Xiao Chen explained the family history of the Jia family clearly!
Jia Wenzhong never told anyone about these things.

"Do you know who gave your father the first pot of gold?"

Xiao Chen asked again.

"It's Xiao."

Jia Wenzhong stopped halfway through his speech.

He suddenly remembered what his father had said to him.

Jia Yubo's first bucket of gold from reselling antiques was given to him by an old man named Xiao Chen.

Two identical names stacked together.

Jia Wenzhong's breathing gradually became rapid.

After a while.

He yelled over the phone:
"Benefactor! Is it you, benefactor?!"

benefactor? !
!!!

What the fuck? !
Huang Lei and others, including Ma Wei, all opened their mouths wide.

Shock was written all over everyone's face!

"Is your father dead?"

Xiao Chen asked calmly.

"My father passed away in 2000. He was just 80 years old when he passed away. Before he died, he asked me to help him out of bed and kowtowed a few times to a statue you gave him."

Jia Wenzhong said in a mournful tone.

"You still keep that statue."

Xiao Chen nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes! My father first exchanged the statue you gave him for thousands of oceans, and then took it back after he got rich and kept it at home!"

Jia Wenzhong responded hastily.

"Have a heart."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Grandfather! Where are you now? I'll come over right away to kowtow to you as a filial piety!"

Jia Wenzhong asked excitedly.

"No need, you are almost a hundred years old now, so don't trouble me."

Xiao Chen directly refused.

The people were ashamed.

People want to kowtow to you.

Why do you still despise me?

But then again it is true.

Although Jia Wenzhong is only in his 90s, he is too old to walk.

On the other hand, Xiao Chen.

An old man who is almost two hundred years old.

Not only is he walking like flying, but he is also as strong as a cow.

There is no trace of old age.

Thinking about it this way, God really favors one another.

"By the way, that word is really pronounced."

Xiao Chen added another sentence to the phone.

"Yes yes yes! You say that word is what it is!"

Jia Wenzhong said hastily.

"Well, that's right."

Xiao Chen nodded, and then looked at everyone:

"Do you have anything else to do?"

"Master, this lamp"

Huang Lei pointed to the Kyushu Lantern, meaning he wanted to ask Xiao Chen what to do with it.

After all, it was quite a big deal.

The whole network was buzzing.

It is estimated that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at this lamp at this time.

"Except for this lamp, you can take everything else with you."

Xiao Chen said lightly.

what? !

Everyone was confused.

Anything else can be taken away.

Although those antiques are not as good as Kyushu lamps, they are still worth a lot!

Are you going to send it out without blinking your eyes? !

The audience in the live broadcast room also launched a barrage frantically.

"Too proud!"

"I have finally seen what real wealth is!"

"Old man! Can you just give me a broken bowl?!"

"I want a spoon, isn't that too much?!"

"You guys are thinking about farting! The old man said take it, which means handing it over to the country!"

"A hero is a hero, look at this realization!"

"By the way, why does the old man have to keep the Kyushu lamp?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Other things put together can't compare to that lamp! It was passed down by Dayu!"

The reason Xiao Chen wanted to keep Kyushu Lantern behind.

It is because this lamp carries a precious memory.

Think back thousands of years ago.

The law of heaven is inhumane.

Let everything in the world fall into the torrential flood.

Together with Dayu, Xiao Chen completed the great cause of flood control.

The two worked hard and spent decades to guide the flood into the sea.

and.

This Kyushu lamp is no ordinary lamp.

There is a ray of remnants of Dayu left on it.

However, with the passage of time and the collapse of the aura between heaven and earth, this lingering thought finally disappeared.

But even so.

Xiao Chen also wanted to guard the lamp.

This is the thing of old friends.

It is the property of the Emperor of China
It must not be placed in the hands of ordinary people.

"Grandpa, we listen to you. I'll ask the director to buy a bigger safe later to keep this lamp."

He Jiong suggested.

"No, just put it here, no one can steal it under my nose."

Xiao Chen directly refused.

He Jiong glanced at Huang Lei.

Huang Lei also shook his head at him.

It means that what the old man says is what he says.

"Grandpa, do you really want to turn over everything else to the state?"

At this time, Peng Yuchang came over and asked in a low voice.

"What? You want it too? Well, each of you can pick one at random, and let the country send someone to take the rest."

Xiao Chen laughed.

"No no no! I didn't mean that!"

Peng Yuchang shook his head in fright.

He is embarrassed to accept these antiques.

"Since I've said it all, you can pick whatever you want."

Xiao Chen said disapprovingly.

"Grandpa, these things are really too precious!"

Zhang Yixing didn't dare to take it either.

"I!"

Ma Weidu pointed to his nose, "Old man, I dare to take it! Would you like to give me one?!"

"you?"

Xiao Chen glanced at him sideways, frowned and said, "Do I know you?"

(End of this chapter)