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Chapter 186 State of Mind

When he returned to Beiqing drunk, Xuan Qi crossed his legs and put on the cushion. In the end, he forgot how many glasses of wine to drink, one by one, one by one. Everyone was drunk. When Xuan Qi was about to pay the bill, Luo Baiyi and Zhou Ship King almost fought. Everyone had to fight to pay the bill and refused to give in to each other.

In the end, the hotel owner came forward in person to free the orders for them. Of course, the two bosses reciprocate and each paid one million yuan to get a Jinzil membership card. The whole thing was finally concluded successfully.

The King of Zhou reached out and held Xuan Qi's hand and refused to let go. After Xu Nuo came to visit Xuan Qi again tomorrow, he left reluctantly. As for Luo Baiyi, he stuck to Xuan Qi's body like a piece of candy, and only after he got the promise that Xuan Qi would take action to help him take care of his house tomorrow, he let go.

When Xuan Qi returned to the house, it was already two o'clock in the morning. He felt that the long-lost spiritual energy filled the pores. The alcohol in his body was spewed into the air with the pores. The strong aroma of wine appeared in the room. Xuan Qi's spiritual platform gradually became clear and used the dragon transformation, and he fell into practice again.

The life that was disrupted a few days ago seemed like a train that was derailed. After walking around for a while, Xuan Qi felt much better. The old man was also satisfied with Xuan Qi's performance. Such a disciple had the understanding and knew how to pursue it. He did not lose his roots and did not put the cart before the horse. If he let him practice like this, he would sooner or later reach a new level.

It seemed as if in the blink of an eye, Xuan Qi opened his eyes and felt refreshed. He opened his mouth and spit out thick black phlegm. The dirt he had eaten in the past few days was discharged from his body. The body was filled with blood. As soon as he stood up, his bones crackled. Xuan Qi stood in the Tingyuan, posed in the three-body posture, and then walked the fist and felt the blood in his body boiling and hot.

Dialing the number out is an agreement between Xuanqi and the boss at the school gate. If you need to eat, send a signal half an hour in advance. The boss always has a whole sheep and two chickens in his refrigerator. The money is paid monthly, and the Chinese have a strange laziness. If you give the money first, he will fool you. If you wait until he finishes it before giving it money, he will do everything properly. It's really strange.

As soon as he called, Xuan Qi heard the doorbell ringing. When he opened the door, he saw Lu Guangyan wearing sportswear. He was holding two scrolls in his arms and a briefcase in his hand. He walked into the yard and took a deep breath: "The air in your small yard is so fresh. Is it because of the turtle pond?"

"I can't tell you clearly whether it is a Feng Shui treasure land, right?" Xuan Qi told the truth, but such a truth is even more difficult to believe.

"Thunder's procedures have been completed for you, and all the procedures are here." After opening the briefcase, Lu Guangyan put all the procedures on the table, and then placed two scrolls on the table: "I will also frame and repair the paintings of Zheng Banqiao and Huang Shaoqiang, and take them over to you.

Lu Guangyan said, frowning: "Your small yard is too deserted and there are no security measures. These two scrolls are priceless, so you must keep them carefully."

Xuan Qi packed up the two paintings and procedures, and then planned to re-made the security in the courtyard. In fact, it was no big deal. He just installed a few anti-theft windows and then fed a few mastiffs.

In the past, the wealthy families would feed dogs, not only because they were loyal to the dogs and could eat leftovers, but also because they had different requirements in Feng Shui. Raising a few dogs not only allows you to guard the house, but also attract wealth and treasures. There has always been a folk proverb about the poor cats, the rich dogs, and the white cloth on the top of the pig.

In fact, this is easy to understand. There are many poor mice at home. When the cat asked about the smell of mice, he came over directly. The rich young man at home must have leftovers. The wandering wild dogs smelled the smell. In order to eat in one bite, they came to the white cloth on the top of the pig, which is even more easy to understand. In the era of scarcity of supplies, cattle, sheep and pigs are big animals. If anyone loses it, the old lady can hang herself in anger. If anyone is ignorant, the person who throws things will definitely come to the door to fight to the death. Blood will flow into a river. Folk proverbs always exude great wisdom in the ordinary.

So Xuanqi wants to buy a few mastiffs, not because he gets rich, but because he wants to be richer, and at the same time, the best choice is to make the backyard more rigorous.

As for why dog ​​breeds, Xuan Qi has already made a scheming in his mind. As the quality of life gradually improves, Chinese people have a new pursuit of spiritual life. Those who get rich first with spare money are fed some large dogs, the most famous of which is the mastiff.

Mastiff, also known as Tibetan mastiff, belongs to mountain dogs. Some monks in temples will feed them. They regard mastiffs as the guardian saint of gods. The most famous of them is the snow-white body and no mixed hair. They are towering in the Tibetan area, and some areas are covered with snow all year round. Therefore, in the eyes of people in the plateau, white snow is holy, and snow mastiffs are also sacred.

This pure white mastiff is hard to come by. Every time one is born, it will be kept in a captive temple. The adult mastiff has a circle of manes, which looks like a majestic lion from a distance. A mastiff can fight seven snow wolf or two snow leopards in the snow field, which shows how fierce it is.

In addition to their huge size, this has led to their equally huge value. Take the pure snow mastiff in the Potala Palace as an example. A layman once paid 50 million Hong Kong dollars to buy it, but was rejected. Some people even paid 10 million to buy paparazzi, but they were also rejected. Some people were willing to pay 8 million to take their bitches to breed. As a result, they were beaten out by sticks, saying that he was blasphemous. From this, it can be seen that in the eyes of those who believe in it, this is no longer a mastiff but a faith.

Xuan Qi made up his mind to feed two mastiffs first. As for whether he could find the snow mastiff, it depends on his own luck and opportunity.

Lu Guangyan took out rice paper and inkstone from under the table, picked up a pen and put it on the table: "Write two words to let me see if you have made progress recently."

Xuan Qi was not polite, so he poured the ink into the inkstone, then twisted the wolf's brush and started cursing on the rice paper. At first, his hands were a little raw, and the lines seemed crooked. Later, as he became familiar with his hand, the large characters he wrote gradually became unrestrained, just like a lawn that was rude by the wind. The grass that looked like it was tilted around, but actually had its own roots.

"So strange" After reading the words written by Xuan Qi, Lu Guangyan was surprised: "Why are the techniques so awkward, but the mood has improved so much? It's so strange that it seems like a dementia has proud wisdom, which is not consistent."

Xuan Qi touched his nose helplessly and whispered: "I haven't had time to practice recently, but I just practiced my heart. That's why I feel like this."

"You must know that professional skills are more diligent than play..." Lu Guangyan was afraid that Xuan Qi would go on a wrong path, so he immediately talked endlessly and taught tirelessly.

Xuan Qi had to tell the truth: "My grandfather came a few days ago and just left..." As he said that, Xuan Qi suddenly stopped talking. It was a few days before Mid-Autumn Festival, why didn't Grandpa stay with him for a Mid-Autumn Festival?

"So that's the case. You should be filial to a son. The old man is worried about you, so it's also necessary to spend more time with him." Seeing that Xuan Qi had not learned bad things, Lu Guangyan put his heart back in his stomach. Looking at the rising sun, he gave Xuan Qi another advice and then walked away.

The old man whispered: "There is nothing in the world, and the mediocre people disturb it. The reason why Xuan Qinghe doesn't stay here is because he doesn't want to delay your growth and leave you with an independent sky, so don't think about it."

After hearing what the old man said, Xuan Qi's heart returned to his stomach, took breakfast from outside and started eating, and at the same time began to think about what he should do next. Xuan Qi, who was always idle, began to plan for his future after not being busy.

The doorbell rang again while pondering. Xuan Qi opened the door and saw Luo Baiyi and Zhou Ship King pulling a thick trolley suitcase. Xuan Qi was a little surprised: "Do you give me cash?"

"Mr. Xuan" Luo Baiyi smiled like a flower. He was still full of wine when he was still awake when he was hangover: "I'm not that vulgar. I know you are a traditional and educated person. I'm not giving you two elegant games."

The King of Zhou was much more generous than Luo Baiyi, and he didn't talk so much: "I'm just a boatman. In the past, now, and in the future, I have a set of ship models in this box, and I will give them to you together. I hope you like it."

In order to give me some gifts, the two big bosses exhausted their minds and gave me cash. Pulling over a suitcase of cash will only defile Xuan Qi's identity. So what should I give? It is both valuable and elegant, and can also reflect the value of the two people.

After thinking about it, I heard that Xuan Qi's recent actions were the most suitable and appropriate ones, which were antiques. However, there was another problem here. Xuan Qi is a big player in antiques, and the antique market is mixed. If you spend the money to buy real things and finally buy a fake thing, it would be embarrassing.

After some discussion, both of them had a clear goal and chose handicrafts with abundant raw materials to give gifts. Although these are handicrafts now, aren’t these antiques a hundred decades later? This shows the scene where each person pulls a suitcase.

Let the two of them go into the room, Luo Baiyi first opened the suitcase and took out four glass covers from it. He placed them on the table in turn: "These are four vases carved with white jade, all of which are modern handicrafts, fifty centimeters high and thirty centimeters in diameter. They are the sword skills of Zhuo Tianbao, Master Zhuo. I heard that in Feng Shui, vases can attract peach blossoms in the house, so I'll send them to you now."
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