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Chapter 118 My aesthetic standards are very high, don't worry!
The next day.

I could hear the crowing of roosters coming from outside.

Lin Qingsong lazily opened his eyes.

The bed at home is so comfortable that his biological clock stopped, and he slept from 10 p.m. until 8 a.m.

Looking at the roof beams above my head.

Yesterday, we found more than twenty silver ingots and a letter.

But this didn't cause much of a stir in the family.

Even if you sell all these silver ingots, you can still get two or three hundred thousand.

But Grandma Lin stated directly that her family is not so poor that they need to sell their assets.

Therefore, although the silver ingots and letters were not put back, Lin Qingsong decided to put them back in after the old house was renovated.

With the system in place, he has no shortage of opportunities to find bargains; these silver ingots can be seen as a way for his ancestors to protect their descendants.

This spirit cannot be measured in money, so it's better to put it back and keep it as a treasured possession.

The family of four unanimously approved the decision.

Thinking of the system, Lin Qingsong adjusted to a comfortable position and curiously opened it, wondering what kind of information it would bring today.

Many people online are addicted to opening blind boxes, but in his opinion, the feeling of opening the system to check information every morning is much more exciting than opening any blind boxes.

[Daily News 01 (Blue): A Qing Dynasty bronze salt shovel, engraved with the name of a salt merchant, has been found hidden in the silt along the Xiaoyang River. It is priced at 4800 yuan.]

Oops.

Congratulations on your grand opening!

The first piece of intelligence is blue.

After reading the intelligence, Lin Qingsong was overjoyed.

Looks like I'm having good luck today.

[Daily Intelligence 02 (Pink): A Ge ware salt bowl with crackled glaze is hidden in an abandoned old house at the end of Touduo Village. It is a Ming and Qing dynasty imitation made during a period of ostentatious displays of wealth by Qing dynasty salt merchants, and is priced at 15,000 yuan.]

I go.

The second piece of information today is also related to color, and it's pink!
Lin Qingsong never expected that such a treasure would be hidden in that long-abandoned house at the end of his village.

That house does seem to belong to a wealthy family; it's said that they all emigrated in the 1980s or 90s.

Could it be that their family are descendants of salt merchants?

And at that time, they found something passed down from their ancestors?

Otherwise, how could someone with so much money go abroad!

At the same time, Lin Qingsong was also a little puzzled. The old house had already been thoroughly searched, so how could there still be anything left behind?

Oh well, we'll find out soon enough.

[Daily Intelligence 03: Last night, Lin Hanhai video-chatted with each of his friends, showing off his lighter and cigars for ages, until after 1 a.m., when he stopped showing off after waking Shen Yuehe and having all his things confiscated.]

what?
Showing off a little?
Lin Qingsong understood why his grandmother always said his father was unreliable.

This is really going too far.

At that moment, he belatedly realized why his parents always seemed unwell the day after he returned home, and why the things he gave his father would disappear for half a day.
It's very likely because I always bring my dad little trinkets when I come back.

Then he would brag about it until midnight every time, and then his mother would scold him.

[Daily News 04: Lisa has contacted fellow Brazilian supermodel Larissa, who has been invited to walk the runway at Shanghai Fashion Week. The two have decided to meet and chat the day after tomorrow.]

OK OK.

Lisa, I love your speed!

Lin Qingsong nodded in satisfaction, hoping that Lisa could persuade the supermodel.

Although many models have a world-weary look, this supermodel named Larissa inexplicably attracted him.

If you ask him to attract someone himself and then slowly seduce them, he simply doesn't have the time or energy for that.

But if he can eat something ready-made, he'll be full of energy!
After silently cheering Lisa on, Lin Qingsong continued to look at the next message.

[Daily Intelligence 05: Zhang Ruonan sent a message to Lin Qingsong last night, but hasn't received a reply yet, and is feeling inexplicably nervous.]

Ok?
Did Zhang Ruonan send me a message?
Lin Qingsong curiously picked up his phone from beside the bed and found that he had indeed received it.

But by then it was already eleven o'clock, and he was already asleep, so of course he wouldn't reply.

"Brother Lin, I made some cookies myself. If you have time, I can bring some for you to try!"

[The accompanying picture shows a pile of cute bear-shaped cookies.]

After clicking on the picture and glancing at it, Lin Qingsong replied, "I'm currently at my hometown and probably won't be able to go back until the beginning of the month."

Back in junior high, some girls used this method to attract him.

Making cookies, making bread, or making homemade jam.

But regardless, this is still a huge step forward, after all, these are cookies baked by Zhang Ruonan herself.

Who doesn't like to eat it!
It's unclear whether Zhang Ruonan had insomnia or simply woke up early.

The message had barely been sent when she immediately replied, "Okay, Brother Lin, see you at the beginning of the month! Also, Brother Lin, what kind of snacks do you like? I've been learning to cook lately!"

"Chiffon cake, I guess." Lin Qingsong didn't mince words; instead, he gave a clear name.

After all, they'd already said it, so I couldn't possibly let their good intentions go to waste! "okok!" Zhang Ruonan replied, then sent a few more cute bear emojis.

[A cute little bear with the words "Received" displayed vertically!]

[The little bear nodding vigorously!]

[A little bear wearing a chef's hat, constantly busy!]

Upon seeing these three expressions, Lin Qingsong casually remarked, "The expressions are so cute!"

Zhang Ruonan immediately sent another emoji: [A bowing bear.]

After finishing his conversation with Zhang Ruonan, Lin Qingsong stretched and got out of bed when he realized there was no new information.

After finishing the breakfast that Grandma Lin had specially left for him, he said goodbye to his parents and then drove to find his childhood friend.

Today is Monday.

But Shen Yuehe is a teacher, and it's summer vacation so she doesn't need to work at all, while Lin Hanhai has never worked and has always run his own shop.

As for his two childhood friends, one inherited his father's business and opened a deer farm, while the other had already taken leave.

So even though it was Monday, it didn't stop Lin Qingsong from going to see them.

After the car stopped at Sheng Yu's deer farm, Lin Qingsong could hear the calls of deer coming from inside.

"Beep beep beep!" I honked the horn at the big iron gate, and in less than a minute, two people, one tall and one short, came out.

Cheng Xiang spoke first, walking over and touching the Mercedes-Benz emblem, saying, "Damn, Lao Lin, your Mercedes is pretty good!"

"Hey, this boss driving a Mercedes looks pretty powerful. Is he planning to buy a few head of cattle?" Sheng Yu said, pretending to be a salesman.

Lin Qingsong got out of the car and said without any politeness, "Damn it, you two stop talking nonsense. I'm here to freeload today!"

"Go whoring, whoring, whoring as you please," Cheng Xiang said with a grin. "Anyway, I'm here to whoring today!"

"Don't run away! Where's your free-range chicken? And where's the Moutai your old man hid?" Lin Qingsong elbowed him directly: "Didn't you brag to me a while ago that you found the ten-year-old Moutai your old man hid in the old house?!"

"How could I possibly treat you badly!" Cheng Xiang said speechlessly, rubbing his ribs. "I've definitely brought everything. Now that everything's ready, I'm just waiting for you, the master chef, to start cooking!"

"This deer was just killed. Just cut it yourself if you want!"

Once inside the farm, Sheng Yu pointed to a deer that had just been slaughtered and said in a relaxed tone.

Since we cooked all the dishes ourselves, we ate until two or three in the afternoon.

From the moment they started eating, they had been video chatting with the guy named Heizi.

The haters kept cursing, but the video never went down.

We also agreed that we would definitely cook another meal for him when he comes back for the Chinese New Year.

The bottle of wine was finished.

Although the three of them were not drunk, they were somewhat tipsy.

So he just lay down on Sheng Yu's bed and started bragging.

Of course, the main focus was on Lin Qingsong bragging about the untold story between himself and the model.

The other three, including the hater who was making a video call, were angrily denouncing him for being inhuman.

At the same time, Cheng Xiang reiterated that if he had the chance, he should definitely help him take care of the baby a few times.

He couldn't handle the baby himself, but his brother could, so he was happy with his decision.

After the three of them had another meal that evening, Lin Qingsong and Cheng Xiang didn't leave; they simply slept at Sheng Yu's place.

Anyway, Shengyu's farm also functions as a farm stay, so there are plenty of rooms available.

Lin Qingsong stayed at home for five or six days, during which time he also communicated with the ancient building repair team that Hei Zi had helped to invite.

After paying a deposit of about 100,000 yuan, they said they would send someone to check on the old house soon.

If there are no problems, they will begin repairs in the middle of next month.

After settling this matter, Lin Qingsong prepared to return to Shanghai.

My hometown is nice, but now is the age to work hard and strive for success!
"Grandma, I really have everything I need there, so please don't try to stuff anything into my arms!"

Watching Grandma Lin stuff large and small bags into the trunk of her car.

Lin Qingsong felt a sense of helplessness.

"What do you have? You still have dumplings that your grandma made herself? And mud snails that your mom pickled for you?"

After Lin Nai finished speaking, she continued to have Lin Hanhai stuff things into the trunk!

Shen Yuehe, standing to the side, remained silent, only nodding repeatedly.

After all, half of this huge pile of things was prepared by Grandma Lin, and the other half was prepared by her.

"Son, once you're in Shanghai, remember to call your dad if anything happens!"

After stuffing everything into the car and closing the trunk, Lin Hanhai earnestly instructed Lin Qingsong: "If those foreigners dare to bully you, you absolutely cannot tolerate it! You must fight back!"

Grandma Lin nodded in agreement: "That's right, some foreigners are really bad, you have to be careful!"

Shen Yuehe's focus was quite unique: "Son, it's fine to have a foreign girlfriend, but be careful not to bring home a child who's just a child!"

Foreigners are bullying me?
It seems like I'm the only one who gets to bully foreigners!
Lin Qingsong inexplicably thought of Lisa.

This samba girl was so bullied by herself that she had to call for help.

As for the soy sauce kid, that's even more impossible!
He basically doesn't deal with African models!
(End of this chapter)