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Chapter 738

~14 min read 2,713 words

Before planting vegetables, Miss Luo Quan first bought a dozen chickens from the city, three males and nine females.

Just when building the house, there were some extra bamboo pieces; it would be a pity to burn them as firewood, so Miss Luo Quan fenced them up next to the house as a chicken coop, and also built a board in the corner so they would have a place to hide when it rained.

"Is this preparing to raise them fat and then kill them?"

"These chickens are so good-looking, please be sure to add more chili."

"I have a kind heart, I can't bear to see this, I'll come back to see when the vegetables are cooked."

"They were just bought, what kind of vegetables are you making, you have to raise them for a few days at least."

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The comments were teasing these chickens that would be eaten by Miss Luo Quan in the near future.

"Mainly I want to eat eggs; the ones bought in the supermarket are not as fresh as the ones just laid," Miss Luo Quan chuckled, sprinkled a handful of feed into the chicken coop, and poured some water into the basin.

After doing this, Miss Luo Quan returned to the field and pulled out all the remaining weeds.

Miss Luo Quan put her hands on her hips, standing in the brand-new field: "Finally pulled them all out."

"So what do you plan to plant, have you decided?"

The comments asked curiously.

After thinking about it, Miss Luo Quan replied: "It should be leeks, tomatoes, cucumbers, chili peppers, bok choy, etc.; these ripen faster and are all vegetables I like to eat."

"Is there anything you don't like?"

"I feel like you're a foodie; every time I watch you eat, you eat with great relish and are not picky at all."

"Is there a possibility that every time Miss Luo Quan makes food, it's the vegetables she likes to eat?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible."

"Haha, accidentally found the truth."

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"Except for bitter melon, there are no vegetables I particularly hate," Miss Luo Quan answered without thinking.

She likes most melons, but only bitter melon; she can't adapt to that taste no matter what.

However, looking at the comments, she is not the only one who can't get used to bitter melon, and the number is not small; very many people are the same as her and can't get used to bitter melon.

"By the way, we're eating douhua tonight; this is considered the most famous soy product in Yuzhou," Miss Luo Quan put away the sickle, announcing what she was going to eat tonight.

"What is douhua? Is that what tofu pudding is called in Yuzhou?"

"Douhua is not tofu pudding; the former takes longer to make and has a firmer texture.

The most critical point is the dispute between sweet and salty douhua, because no one in Yuzhou eats sweet douhua."

"Speaking of this, I have to mention one thing: except for salty tofu pudding, everything else is heresy."

"Fart, sweet is justice!"

"Next, please let both sides enter the arena."

"Fight, fight!"

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Just by mentioning douhua, which is related to tofu pudding, everyone's attention was focused on the question of whether salty or sweet is better.

Miss Luo Quan opened her mouth, wanting to say that both are actually quite delicious to smooth things over.

However, seeing everyone arguing so enthusiastically, she was too lazy to come out and preside over justice.

Let them argue; on the internet, it's too hard to convince the other side.

As for eating douhua, Miss Luo Quan had also been preparing since noon.

Still the omnipotent delivery, she directly bought a large handful of freshly picked soybeans.

Compared to the ones already shelled, these are slightly cheaper, and shelling them yourself is more reassuring, although it's slightly troublesome.

After the weeds were pulled out, tomorrow's work is to turn the soil.

In the afternoon, Miss Luo Quan sat on the steps of the bamboo house, carefully shelling soybeans.

Because she wanted to eat it herself this time, not for a video, so after shelling and soaking for a few hours, Miss Luo Quan used a soy milk machine to crush the beans.

Next is the process of filtering the soy milk; Miss Luo Quan used the most traditional method, using a bamboo cross to hang a layer of white cloth, putting the crushed bean juice inside and shaking it constantly, shaking the fans until their heads were a bit dizzy.

Cooking is like this; the process is always boring and dull, and if it's meat, it will be full of blood and violence.

Only after the food is out of the pot and stuffed into the mouth happily can one taste its beauty.

If you watch from the beginning, it's actually easy to feel bored.

Fortunately, the one cooking is Miss Luo Quan; just looking at her already makes people feel incomparably satisfied.

"I don't know why, looking at Miss Luo Quan's face, I can't help but want to call her Mom."

"What kind of filial son is this?"

"No way, our Luo Bao just comes with the attribute of a virtuous wife and good mother; she is simply too perfect."

"Virtuous wife is often seen, but good mother?"

"Haven't you seen her with Luo Xi? I think it's about the same."

"Indeed, those days before were also a lot of hard work."

"Haha, why does it sound so funny?"

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Miss Luo Quan was pushing the douhua, the comments were chatting, discussing Miss Luo Quan's various attributes.

Compared to many "little princesses" nowadays, Miss Luo Quan seems to be the ultimate form of the other half in many boys' hearts.

Not pretentious, not acting, gentle and independent, and can arrange all housework properly, and even though she is so rich, she is still frugal.

If only she weren't so beautiful, not so excellent, that might give boys a chance to chase her.

Although the hope is still not big, now they can only treat her as a wife in their own imagination.

In the midst of talking and laughing, the douhua was pushed.

There were no other dishes tonight, just eating douhua; the dipping sauce was Miss Luo Quan's favorite red oil chili. In the wild without air conditioning or fans, using this dipping sauce is simply like taking a sauna; after eating, her whole body was soaked in hot sweat.

After the main meal, Miss Luo Quan drank a large mouthful of soy milk and couldn't help but let out a small burp: "Burp~~ That's it for tonight, I'll dig the soil tomorrow."

After speaking, she didn't wait for the fans to complain about her burping, and turned off the live broadcast.

When she got up the next day, an emoji of her burping appeared on the internet.

Since the "abyssal mouth," she finally found another photo that destroyed her goddess image.

However, she is doing physical labor every day, and every day there is material; there is really nothing to care about burping. If it's made into an emoji, let it be; can she send a lawyer's letter or what?

It seemed as if the sun also knew that Miss Luo Quan was going to dig soil today and felt sorry for her; the sunlight was far less intense than the previous few days, and a refreshing breeze was floating in the air.

It looks like it's going to rain again; I hope to finish digging all the soil before it rains.

Originally, Miss Luo Quan was thinking of doing a big job, but after smashing for less than five minutes, one hoe seemed to dig into a stone, which shocked her numb.

"What is it?" Miss Luo Quan pulled out the hoe, rubbed her hands, and squatted down to observe.

"Could it be that you dug up a family heirloom buried in the soil by your ancestors?"

The comments said half-jokingly.

"How is that possible, my family has been poor peasants for generations, and there hasn't been a landlord in the last two hundred years," Miss Luo Quan denied it flatly.

The gap was too small to see what was underneath, so Miss Luo Quan could only raise the hoe and continue digging, but this time she was much more careful to avoid damaging the things underneath.

After five or six hits, a hole was dug in the ground by Miss Luo Quan.

A sharp object, like the corner of a box, was revealed.

"Hehe, it seems it really is a family heirloom left by the ancestors," Miss Luo Quan grinned, estimated the approximate size of the box, and accelerated the speed of excavation.

Ten minutes later, a wooden box with a diameter of half a meter was pulled out of the soil by Miss Luo Quan.

This box had been buried in the soil for who knows how many years, but the shape was still intact.

The box was dark reddish-brown, the patterns had no regularity and were very messy, but it smelled of a sweet fragrance.

There was a scratch on the top left corner of the box, which was dug out by Miss Luo Quan's hoe just now.

With her great strength, although it was buffered by the soil, it only left a not-very-deep mark on the box, which shows how good its hardness is.

Generally speaking, the harder the wood, the greater the density, and the higher the value might be.

Looking at this one, Miss Luo Quan weighed it, and it was at least seventy or eighty catties; she didn't know if it was originally so heavy or if it contained some large items.

"This wood looks a bit like the yellow rosewood of Haizhou Island?"

"Damn, you can tell even with so much dirt?"

"Listening to Miss Luo Quan's description, combined with the shape, it's not hard to guess, but whether it is or not, it still needs to be washed clean before it can be carefully observed at close range to confirm."

"If it really is Haizhou Island yellow rosewood, how much is it worth?"

"The current market price of Haizhou Island yellow rosewood is ten thousand to tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram, and the older it is, the more expensive it is.

If this is made of hundred-year-old yellow rosewood, it's at least five or six hundred thousand."

"I don't know if it's because I've been watching Miss Luo Quan's live broadcast for too long, but I feel like five or six hundred thousand is just so-so."

"Indeed, it's not much; I basically dream of millions."

"Haha, you guys are the ones who can brag."

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A group of experts and braggarts were enlivening the atmosphere, while Miss Luo Quan had already started studying the lock on the box, but she soon gave up, directly found a bamboo strip, tore off a small piece, and then reached into the keyhole that locked the box.

"Don't tell me you can even pick locks."

"Is there any skill you haven't mastered?"

"Why bother with that, one hammer down, and any lock will open."

"Why so violent, do you understand what technical content is?"

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With a "click," the lock was picked by Miss Luo Quan just like that.

Opening the box, Miss Luo Quan took the lead to cover her mouth and nose, her protective awareness was very in place.

However, there was no strange smell inside, just the sweet fragrance that could be smelled just now.

The box contained a lot of things, including porcelain that looked like Ru kiln, a golden sword, and several books.

"These things look like treasures."

"Wife, we seem to have made a fortune this time!"

"Too deep into the play, clearly she is my wife!"

"Never mind whose wife, now we must determine if this cyan porcelain is Ru kiln; that is a treasure worth several hundred million!"

"Damn, a whole bottle, two pots, three bowls, and they are not small; adding them up, it must be one billion, right?"

"Don't shout yet, there's more below!"

In addition to the six pieces of porcelain above, there was also a bronze compass cushioned underneath.

Looking at the age, it is at least an antique from two thousand years ago.

"Whoever tells me again that Miss Luo Quan's family has been poor peasants for three generations, I will get anxious with them!"

"How many years can this be sentenced for?"

"If this was dug out by grave robbing, it would be enough to be shot."

"But this was dug out by Miss Luo Quan from her own field; as long as it can be proven to be a family heirloom, it's fine."

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Perhaps seeing the discussion in the comments, Miss Luo Quan, in a flurry of searching, took out a note, on which it was written in traditional characters:

"Traveled north and south for decades, didn't have much wealth, only saved Ru kiln, golden sword, and ancient Qin compass. If my Luo family's descendants need it urgently, you can take it to exchange for money, but don't dispose of the ancient books cheaply; no matter what, you must keep them well and leave them as family heirlooms.

——Luo Fusheng"

Good guy, this is even thinking of the proof; as long as it is identified that the age is long enough, then these treasures all belong to her own family.

However, she really hadn't heard of the name Luo Fusheng; her grandfather was named Luo Sen, with a gold radical, and she and her mother were of the water generation, so one had rain, and one was directly spring.

Converting it, this is two generations using one generation character.

Then this ancestor Luo Fusheng was at least a person from more than two hundred years ago.

But I don't know if this analysis is correct; it feels like this paper looks quite new, like a product of the Republic of China.

In that case, it's just her grandfather's grandfather's generation.

But no matter what, this should be her own family's stuff.

It is estimated that it was buried for too long, or they didn't take it too seriously, so her grandfather and her grandfather's father forgot that there was such a box.

If they had taken these things out earlier, her family wouldn't have been poor peasants for three generations.

"This is really an unexpected harvest, fans, digging soil and digging out so many good things.

With my eyesight that can recognize the Imperial Jade Seal at a glance, I can responsibly tell everyone that these porcelains have at least a history of hundreds of years, and they are definitely before the Ming Dynasty."

The system has actually identified it; it is Ru kiln.

Miss Luo Quan has seen genuine products before, and there is no difference, just different styles.

However, the fans don't know she has a system, so she can only say so.

"This is a windfall from heaven."

"Is this a fool having a fool's luck, or is the koi physique acting up again?"

"Then the question comes, with these antiques, how did your family become poor peasants for three generations?"

"Typical of sitting on a treasure mountain without knowing it."

"Thinking about it this way, I suddenly feel balanced again; Miss Luo Quan's family shouldn't be short of these porcelains now."

"Maybe this is fate; when you are supposed to be poor, you can't get rich even if you step on treasures.

When you are supposed to be rich, your fortune can't be stopped."

"But to be honest, Miss Luo Quan is like an antique magnet; how many antiques has she encountered, the Imperial Jade Seal, and those on Haizhou Island, plus these few here."

"It is suggested that Luo Bao go for two laps around the Yangtze River and Yellow River in the future; maybe she can find the Nine Tripods, and in that case, our Huaxia's national treasures will basically be complete."

"Seconded!"

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Looking at the fans' teasing, Miss Luo Quan laughed: "Where is there such a coincidence; it's hard to say whether the Nine Tripods exist or not, being able to find the Imperial Jade Seal is already the ancestors' blessing."

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