The program has just been recorded and there is still half a month left until it is broadcast.

But Yanjing Terrace is very atmospheric.

The negotiated appearance fee of 60,000 yuan was paid to Su Xiaofan's account the day after the recording.

After the transaction was completed, Su Xiaofan was too embarrassed to continue staying in the hotel arranged by Yanjingtai and moved out on the same day.

Now that there is money in the account, Su Xiaofan naturally does not need to rush back to Luochuan.

The store he and Zheng Dagang planned to open was still in a state of poverty. Su Xiaofan planned to pick up some antiques in the capital and bring them back.

However, the matter of picking up the leaks had to be put off for a later time, because early the next morning, Su Xiaofan was taken to a place by Jing Shizhen.

"Uncle Jing, I'm afraid your net worth is no less than that of Mr. Wang, right?"

Looking at Jing Shizhen's house in the central villa area, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but click his tongue.

Some time ago, when I was chatting with my sister, I mentioned that I wanted to buy a house in Yanjing. When Su Xiaofan had nothing to do, he checked the house prices in Yanjing online.

The houses in this central villa area can be said to be one of the most expensive areas in Yanjing.

The villa in front of Jing Shizhen covers an area of ​​five acres.

According to the selling price on the real estate app that Su Xiaofan had seen, this villa is worth at least 200 million.

The villa has no walls, but the trees planted around it form a natural wall, which protects the privacy of the villa very well.

"Money is meant to serve others. If you have money, you will naturally want to live a more comfortable life."

Jing Shizhen took Su Xiaofan into the villa.

Although she is quite old, the villa owned by Jing Shizhen is very modern.

The interior of the villa is decorated in Chinese style, and all electrical appliances are intelligent.

As soon as the two entered the door, the tall floor-to-ceiling curtains opened automatically, and the lights turned on according to the light in the room.

"Uncle Jing, are you the only one who lives here?"

Looking at the open living room with an area of ​​one to two hundred square meters, Su Xiaofan felt that this place lacked a bit of popularity.

"Well, usually a special management company comes to take care of it."

Jing Shizhen nodded and waved, signaling Su Xiaofan to follow him down to the basement.

The basement is sunken, with sunlight coming in from both sides. The lighting is very good. Jing Shizhen walked to a wall inlaid with cloud and dragon patterns and stopped.

Su Xiaofan saw that Jing Shizhen's palm was pressed against the protruding dragon beads. After about three seconds, the wall quietly separated from the middle to both sides.

"darkroom?"

Su Xiaofan couldn't help but speak.

"Well, actually, most of the old houses in Yanjing have such darkrooms."

Jing Shizhen nodded and said: "There is a word in the Yanjing antique circle called digging old houses, which refers to the darkrooms or cellars in the former courtyard houses."

Su Xiaofan knew that there were many similar old houses not only in Yanjing, but also in Daxi Province.

Before liberation, there were endless wars, and some wealthy families would dig deep cellars to hide people or things.

But after liberation, many of the people who lived in these old houses were not the previous owners.

So they don't know the existence of those cellars. After occasionally digging them out, they often attract many antique dealers or collectors.

In the 1970s and 1980s, the value of antiques was very low.

The items in the cellar cost only a few hundred yuan when packaged.

Of course, the several hundred yuan spent at that meeting was a large amount of money, and most people couldn't afford it.

The darkroom that Jing Shizhen opened was about twenty square meters.

There are antique shelves placed against the three walls of the darkroom. There are not many things on the shelves, only seven or eight items in total.

"Uncle Jing, are all the magic weapons you put here?"

Su Xiaofan saw at a glance that the string of Rudraksha he sold to Jing Shizhen was placed on a wooden tray on an antique shelf.

Looking around, Su Xiaofan immediately understood the function of this dark room.

Repair value: 106 points!

Rudraksha Bracelet: Low-level magic weapon, irreparable!

Yunzhan of the Han Dynasty: Low-level incomplete magical weapons can be repaired and nourished!

The money sword of the Han Dynasty: a low-level incomplete magical weapon that can be repaired and nourished!

Mutton-fat white jade gourd: a mid-level magic weapon that cannot be repaired but can be nourished!

Seal of the Heavenly Master: A high-level incomplete magic weapon that can be repaired and nourished!

Ming Dynasty Turtle and Crane Furnace: A high-level incomplete magical instrument that can be repaired and nourished!

The Sanqing Bell of the Song Dynasty: a high-level incomplete magic weapon that can be repaired and nourished!

Looking at the information that appeared in his mind, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but take a breath.

He really didn't expect that Uncle Jing actually had so many magical weapons hidden here.

In addition to one complete mid-level magic weapon, several of them are actually high-level magic weapons.

Although most of the magic weapons are incomplete, this is the most time Su Xiaofan has seen magic weapons.

"Can the mid-level magic weapon of the mutton-fat white jade gourd be nourished?"

Looking at the information in his mind, Su Xiaofan secretly murmured in his heart, wondering whether it could become a high-level magic weapon after being cultivated.

"Boy, why are you so dazed?"

Jing Shizhen's voice woke up Su Xiaofan. He originally wanted to see how much repair value it would take to nourish the gourd.

"Uncle Jing, I was scared to see so many magic weapons at once."

"Aren't you a brave boy by nature? Are you also afraid?"

Jing Shizhen came to sit on a chair in front of an antique shelf and said, "Su Xiaofan, I brought you here. I just want to accept you as my disciple. I wonder if you are willing?"

"I would rather do it."

The matter of apprenticeship was agreed upon a few days ago. Su Xiaofan would not return, but he still wanted to know a few more things.

"Uncle Jing, what kind of sect are we? Are there many rules?"

"I can't tell you until you become a disciple."

Jing Shizhen shook his head and said: "There are not many rules. As long as you don't violate the current laws, no one will care about you."

"Okay, Uncle Jing, I will become your apprentice!"

Su Xiaofan nodded, no matter what sect Jing Shizhen belonged to, becoming a disciple would be beneficial to Su Xiaofan without any harm.

"Okay, let's kowtow, twelve times!" Jing Shizhen couldn't help but look happy when he heard this.

With a "pop", Su Xiaofan knelt down. Of course, he had to kowtow to become a disciple. Su Xiaofan was mentally prepared for this.

"Don't kneel to me first, kneel to the ancestor first!"

Jing Shizhen pressed her hand somewhere, and a figure suddenly appeared on the wall facing the door.

"Uncle Jing, shouldn't the founder of our sect be the God of Wealth?"

Looking at the figure on the wall, Su Xiaofan was stunned.

The figure on the wall has a full face, a high bulge on the head, and drooping white eyebrows. The face is very kind, but the sharp eyes give people an invisible sense of awe.

"What God of Wealth is talking nonsense?" Jing Shizhen scolded Su Xiaofan.

"Then that's the Antarctic Immortal?"

Su Xiaofan guessed that, except for the missing crane and crutch, this figure was very similar to the image of the Antarctic fairy on TV.

"Shut up, this is me!"

"Uncle Jing, is it you? It doesn't look like it."

"I'm talking about Lao Tzu, Lao Dan, not Lao Tzu!"

Jing Shizhen was almost confused by Su Xiaofan. He felt that sooner or later he would be angered to death by this apprentice.

"Hi, it's Li Er. Uncle Jing, if you had told me earlier, I would have known."

When Su Xiaofan heard the name coming out of Uncle Jing's mouth, he immediately understood.

However, this image of Lao Tzu was different from what he had seen in some books before. The Lao Tzu in those books outside was all wearing Taoist robes and sitting on a green bull.

"Kowtow, nine times!"

Jing Shizhen did not continue talking nonsense with Su Xiaofan, "Then kowtow three times to the teacher, and you will be considered a beginner."

"good!"

Su Xiaofan didn't say anything, and kowtowed nine times.
To be continued...