Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

There was no one else in Fenglong Hall. Apparently, the old man was the owner of the antique shop.

It's just that his lunch was too shabby. It was a piece of hot and sour cold noodles bought on the street, and there wasn't even a piece of meat in it. It was just as simple as that.

"Are you here to buy something?" The old man put down his chopsticks and raised his head and asked.

"Just take a look." Lu Mingfei nodded, "If it's inconvenient, we won't bother you."

"Take a look." The old man waved his hand: "I'll tell you the price if you like it."

"Okay." Lu Mingfei greeted with a smile and led Eliyi into this antique house.

The old man rolled the cold noodles with chopsticks and ate them fiercely. He didn't care at all about the arrival of Lu Mingfei and Eli Yi. He didn't seem to be worried that these two young men would damage the antiques collected in the store.

Lu Mingfei didn't bother others while they were eating, and pulled Eli Yi around in the lobby.

The afternoon sun became a little hazy after passing through the paper window, and there were dust particles floating in the beam. There was a sandalwood stake on the counter, and a faint sandalwood smell came out of the copper incense box. The scraped sandalwood powder was quietly Burning, a plume of smoke rises in the sunlight.

A bright red wedding dress caught the attention of Lu Mingfei and Hui Liyi. The material of the wedding dress was high-quality lake silk, with exquisite tapestry edges, gold foil with phoenix pattern, and inlays with pearl buttons and glass flakes.

"It looks good." Eryi pointed at the wedding dress and said.

The old man suddenly stopped his chopsticks, looked up, and asked, "Your girlfriend?"

"We are already married and will have a wedding this month." Lu Mingfei said.

"Looking at the accent, you're not Chinese, are you?" The old man picked up the plastic box and walked from the counter to the wedding dress.

"Eri is Japanese."

Lu Mingfei reached out and wanted to touch the sleeves of the wedding dress.

The old man did not stop him, "The wedding dress worn by the bannermen of the Qing Dynasty was an orthodox cheongsam. The cheongsam at that time had a wide hem, a skirt that reached the floor, and trousers underneath. It was not the current style of exposing arms and legs."

"Is this an antique?" Lu Mingfei felt that the texture of the wedding dress was very comfortable. Hui Liyi also stepped forward and touched the lustrous pearl buttons at the collar of the wedding dress.

"Clothes and porcelain are different. They will be oxidized within a few decades at most. This is a replica, something I found at the antique market the year before last." The old man finished eating the cold noodles and put the plastic box and chopsticks on the red-painted wooden table. On the small box, "The cost is 50,000 yuan. If you want it, you can take it away with 80,000 yuan."

"Isn't the boss worried that we can't afford it?" Lu Mingfei smiled.

"I can bring a beautiful girl wearing CHANEL out to play. Old man, I still have some sense." The old man squinted his eyes and folded the pair of iron eggs: "I have kept this dress for two years, and it costs 10,000 yuan a year to maintain it. If you think my profit is too high, you can bargain with me. My base price is 77,000, and I won’t sell it below this price."

"How can you bargain like this?" Lu Mingfei was very happy. The boss revealed the base price when he came up. He didn't know whether this was being honest or just a trick.

"If you come alone, I will definitely have to fight with you, but if you bring your girlfriend, you can't lose face." The old man seemed to think that Lu Mingfei was a rich young man who spent a lot of money on beautiful women.

"What if I tell my boss that my wife is richer than me." Lu Mingfei joked.

"Wouldn't that be better? I like doing business with rich women the most, because they never bargain, unlike those vegetable sellers in the vegetable market who spend most of the night tossing out a few cents."

"Boss, you are so interesting." Lu Mingfei walked a little further and looked at the whole body of the red wedding dress, "Eighty thousand, we bought this dress."

"Cash or credit card?" The old man wiped his hands on his bamboo shirt and walked to the counter to take out a credit card machine. "Although I ask this, it doesn't look like you have brought cash. Just swipe your card." I’ll pack it for you after I finish brushing it.”

"Where is the boss from and why is he so proficient in Mandarin?" Lu Mingfei took out a black card from his arms and entered the password on the old-fashioned card machine.

"Lin Fenglong, an authentic BJ person." The old man bared his teeth, revealing a row of neat teeth.

"Hello." Eriki greeted politely. She could only say those two sentences now, and she couldn't hold back more.

"Lu Mingfei." Lu Mingfei shook hands with Lin Fenglong. When Lin Fenglong smiled, he suddenly felt that he looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

By the way, it's Fingel's second stroke.

The facial features of Lin Fenglong and Fingel are quite similar, and the familiar bitchy style can be found between the eyebrows and eyes.

"Boss Lin must be German, right?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously, "How come he speaks Mandarin so fluently?"

"My parents were Germans who stayed in China during World War II, but unfortunately they both died, so I was raised by a Chinese couple." Boss Lin took a copper basin and scooped a basin of water from the large water tank. Then he took a piece of dry soap locust and carefully washed the dirt on his hands, "I am a native BJ person."

"Does Boss Lin speak German?"

"I have learned it before, but..." Lin Fenglong wiped the water on his hands with a clean handkerchief, "German is too difficult, I didn't even learn a word."

"Haha." Lu Mingfei laughed.

"This is the truth. Although I don't hate my German ancestry, I hate those foreign cultures that are difficult to understand." Lin Fenglong took out a one-foot-long large-fruited rosewood box from the drawer on the counter, and a slight fruity aroma spread. Come on, big-fruited rosewood, also known as Burmese flower, is not the most high-end wood, but it is the best mahogany.

He used a pair of fine brushes to carefully sweep off the dust on the wedding dress, and after straightening out the wrinkles that Lu Mingfei and Hui Liyi had found just now, he used a wooden bracket to take the wedding dress off the wall.

Opening the wooden box, he carefully placed the wedding dress on the bottom of the wooden box and folded it into a square, leaving only the collar decorated with gold flowers.

"I'll give you another bag of tea." Lin Fenglong closed the wooden box and walked to the corner. There was a set of celadon tea sets on the old tea table cut by tree roots, and several copper boxes filled with dried tea leaves. "Tea from Tieguanyin. I picked it myself from an old tea tree, and this bag out there costs five hundred, so I’ll give it as a topping."

"Thank you." Lu Mingfei took the box.

Eriyi is still shopping around. This is her first time in an antique store, and she can look at ordinary brushes and stone inkstones for a long time.

Seeing that they had no intention of leaving, Lin Fenglong opened the window for ventilation, boiled a pot of hot water, and quickly made tea, pouring, soaking, rinsing, and washing. The celadon tea set was flying up and down in the hands of this old European man. A dazzling beauty.

The lingering aroma of tea floated, and finally a small cup of steaming tea was delivered to Lu Mingfei and Hui Liyi.

"Thank you." Eriyi thanked her politely, holding the tea cup and taking a sip.

Lu Mingfei smelled the aroma of tea and said, "Does Boss Lin know a man named Fingel?"

"I've never heard of Fen Xiaoer or Fen Daer." Lin Fenglong held up the tea cup and blew air.

"Fingel is a friend of mine who is also German. He has iron-grey hair and looks very similar to you." Lu Mingfei drank the tea in one gulp, put down the teacup, and scratched Eliyi's forehead. Help her smooth her bangs.

"Foreigners all look the same." Lin Fenglong didn't care. "They stand together, can you tell who is who?"

"Yes." Lu Mingfei thought that this was indeed the case.

Unless they are really distinctive or appear in front of you often, Chinese people are basically face-blind when looking at European and American people, and it is difficult to distinguish subtle differences.

"By the way, can an antique store make money in an alley like this?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"If you don't open for half a year, you can eat for half a year if you open for half a year." Lin Fenglong crossed his legs leisurely and drank tea in a rocking chair.

Lu Mingfei accompanied Hui Liyi to visit Fenglong Hall for a while, and bought a Guanyin jade pendant and a silver bracelet inlaid with gold. The Guanyin jade pendant was going to be taken back to her aunt. Her aunt was a bit superstitious and would bring her family with her every New Year. When Lu Mingze was 12 years old, he even went to the temple to light a lantern.

The silver bracelet was a gift bought for Chu Zihang's mother. Chu Zihang's mother cared for Hui Liyi very much. Lu Mingfei felt that Aunt Su had more or less made up for the maternal love that Hui Liyi had lacked, so she treated it as a thank you gift.

The two finally left with the big box and the small box. When they walked out of the alley, they happened to bump into the tricycle driver soliciting customers.

Eriyi has ridden in luxury cars, private business jets, and helicopters, but she has never experienced this kind of open-top three-wheeler, so they went back in an electric three-wheeler.

Lu Mingfei looked at Hui Liyi's side face and thought that he must buy a bicycle in the future.

At sunset, he rode his bicycle and took the girl for a ride by the lake. The wind lifted the girl's hair and skirt, and their shadows moved on the sparkling lake. It must have been a beautiful scene.

He had imagined this scene countless times before. At that time, he was carrying Chen Wenwen, but now there is no Chen Wenwen, and the only thing left in his life is Eriyi.

In the evening, the clouds seemed to be on fire, illuminated red by the setting sun.

The stone pavement of Liulichang Street was sparsely populated, and vendors selling candied haws on the street were shouting. An old man brought his grandson after school to buy a hawthorn candied haws.

A middle-aged man with a bamboo stick, alone and separated from the crowd, walked from the sun to the deepest part of the alley, and finally stopped in front of the old sign of Fenglongtang.

He opened the cotton curtain. Hot tea was already placed on the old tea table. Lin Fenglong sat on the bamboo chair and pushed the tea cup forward.

The middle-aged man sat opposite Lin Fenglong, leaning his cane against the wall.

"You didn't tell me they were coming to this place this afternoon."

"He will be out of our control one day, sooner or later. As long as we can succeed, everything will be worth it."

"That woman, she opened her mouth in the store, and she has completed her journey to become a god."

"They found it?"

"It seems so, although we already knew that the king of the earth and the mountain has awakened." Lin Fenglong took out an ancient book. The cover made of mulberry bark said "天 Change Di Chao", "This book records ' We all know that the big explosion in Wang Gong Factory must have been caused by the awakening of the Dragon King. In the past few decades, I have used the "Kanyu" method recorded in it to search for dragon veins throughout BJ. Borungen was locked in a very small area, and I could lock it in half a year at most, but I was still able to get there first."

"The purpose of our search for the Dragon King and the awakening of the Dragon King is to lift the seal."

"I just feel sad that my decades of hard work have been in vain. Although Friedrich von Long is dead in the eyes of others, I still feel that my time has been wasted."

"The Gattuso family is almost ready."

"A natural dragon's heart comes once in hundreds of years. If the quality of the embryo you give him is not good enough, we will be in big trouble. We won't have a chance to do it again."

"Don't worry, this is the real finished product. With the help of 'Feng', our technology has been very mature, but we didn't expect that the original defective product could evolve to this extent."

"The prophesied day is approaching. Whether we survive or die, there will be a final decision. I really want to see what Angers' expression would be like if he knew I was still alive."

"I wish I could kill you. After so many years, he must have understood the truth of the matter."

"Yes, after all, Meineke is not such a careless person. If he hadn't seen my signature on the box and exchanged the Secret Party's silver finger for a special mark, he wouldn't have been able to bring the unidentified goods with him. I went to Kassel Manor. I was originally going to return to Kassel Manor with the goods, but I suddenly changed my itinerary and went to the old site of Tongwan City. Then I left a body inexplicably. It was a bit unexpected. .”

"Ange can only guess that your death is not real. In 1900, we were able to cultivate an individual with all the characteristics of your body. With their technical means, it will never be possible to detect the problem."

"I'm really looking forward to meeting old friends."

A black and white photo was placed on the tea table. Eight people were laughing and joking in front of the University of Munich with their arms around each other. Summer vines hung down on their heads. The woman was wearing a white sun hat and smoking a cigar. The German grabbed a Chinese man's braid, and the two men holding shotguns stood upright, while young Angers stood side by side with another man in the corner.

He was a handsome young man, wearing a straight white hunting suit and a pair of eyebrows flying like swords.

"Youngness is gone," Lin Fenglong said with emotion as he brushed his fingers over the young man's face.

"Now that the Dragon King has been found, you can go back with me." The middle-aged man drank the tea in his cup.

"After living here for so long, I feel a little bit reluctant to leave suddenly." Lin Fenglong stood up, took away the hot water kettle, took the iron tongs, and took out the briquettes from the coal stove. "You go first, I'll go to the old house tonight." Let’s have dinner at a friend’s house.”

"Okay." The middle-aged man stood up and picked up his cane.

Before he left, Lin Fenglong suddenly stopped the middle-aged man again: "Is it still raining?"

"It's still falling, but it's about to stop." The middle-aged man walked straight through the cotton curtain.

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