Four Hundred Thirty-Nine: Why Don’t You Go and Rob (3)

"Documentary certificate?"

The bamboo slips Feng Jin was holding were piled high, blocking his sight. He didn't hear Qi Guanrang's response, so he shouted again.

"Ah?" Qi Guan Rang finally realized what he was doing and stood up to help Feng Jin bear some of the bamboo slips. "When did Huaiyu come?"

"I just came here for a while, and Jin saw you sitting there in a daze, and thought you were asleep with your eyes closed."

Feng Jin carried the large pile of bamboo slips to the low table behind the screen in the Government Affairs Hall.

He sorted them into categories according to the contents of the cloth strips attached to each bamboo slip. The work was a bit tedious and required careful attention. This small room is full of these bamboo slips, which record the case files of Xiangyang County in recent years, and the contents are voluminous and complicated.

Even though Xiangyang County is not a big place, it does have a lot of messy things.

In order to restore the entire county's work system as soon as possible, Feng Jin started working overtime again during this period, but it was not as crazy as at the beginning. He eagerly hoped that his lord would start recruiting talents quickly and get more people to help him share the work. pressure.

Today's Government Affairs Office is obviously in a state of yin and yang decline, and all the former girls have become outside staff.

Fortunately, there are these well-educated and literate girls, otherwise the old men would be exhausted.

In order to facilitate the work of these girls, his master specially opened another government office, so that it would not be too awkward to meet occasionally.

Feng Jin tidied for a while and found that there was no movement outside again. He felt suspicious in his heart.

"Documentary certificate?"

What happened to Qi Guan Rang Jin'er?

In the past, no matter how much he didn't want to talk, he wouldn't be so silent.

With doubts in mind, Feng Jin took out the bamboo slips that he had not finished processing yesterday, preparing to finish them in one go today.

"What are you looking at?"

At this time, Feng Jin realized that Qi Guanrang was not asleep while sitting, but was clearly distracted by something.

"Wen Zheng, what on earth are you looking at, so fascinated by... this thing..."

Feng Jin stopped chattering, and his starry eyes opened wider and wider.

Suddenly, he loosened his hands, and the bamboo slips in his arms fell down. There was a crackling sound, and Feng Jin's toes were hit by the scattered bamboo slips, which barely made him grin in pain. When Qi Guanrang heard this commotion, how could he be distracted?

The two looked at each other, then moved their eyes to the table in unison.

Feng Jin stopped packing the bamboo slips and quickly sat down at the table and secretly moved his toes. It hurt so much.

He looked at the tea set on the table, "This thing that exudes the colorful light of glass... what is it?"

Qi Guanrang was also confused and said, "Don't Huaiyu recognize this thing?"

Isn't it?

Feng Jin was born in the Feng family, one of the four high-ranking families in Dongqing. The family has thousands of years of heritage. What good things are there in the family?

Feng Jin grew up in such a family. Is there anything in this world that he has not seen?

If Feng Jin had never seen the object in front of him, Qi Guanrang would really not believe it.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Feng Jin has never seen this thing before.

"This looks like a tea set... Could it be a product of the foreign tribes in Northern Xinjiang?"

Feng Jin picked up a small and delicate transparent bowl and played with it carefully. It felt delicate and cold to the touch.

It's summer now, the weather is hot, and there is no cooling ice in the Government Affairs Hall. Not to mention how hot it is. When Feng Jin touches the delicate tea bowl, there is an indescribable refreshing coolness coming from her fingertips, which is also icy. It was cool and delicate to the touch, making him unable to put it down.

"Northern Xinjiang...probably not..." Qi Guanrang shook his head. His ancestral home is on the border, very close to Northern Xinjiang. The customs of the two places are blended with each other, and there is not much business and trade exchanges. If there is such a good thing, how much Qi Guanrang You should have heard of it.

"I don't know who put these objects here... When Jean came over, he saw them placed on the table."

Even though Qi Guanrang didn't have a hobby of collecting, he could still see the value of the thing in front of him. It was definitely expensive.

Feng Jin put the tea bowl back, but her eyes couldn't help but wander.

He fell in love with it the first time he saw it.

"How about asking someone to ask who came to the Government Affairs Office last night? Such a treasure cannot appear out of thin air."

Feng Jin was about to get up when she saw Xu Ke rubbing his eyes, looking like he hadn't had enough sleep, and his eyes were still a little blue.

"Wen Zheng, Huaiyu, you two came really early today."

Xu Ke greeted, and keenly noticed that the two of them were strange, and then his eyes were attracted by the set of brilliant glass tea sets, "What, what is this... The casting material is cold and hard, and there are no bonding gaps... Ke has never heard of it..."

The three people gathered around to look at the glass tea set. If Jiang Pengji hadn't wandered into the Government Affairs Office with a meat bun in her mouth and a pot of red dates and white fungus soup in her hand, the three of them wouldn't have known how long they were going to slow down their work, and they frowned. , shouted.

"What are you doing? Why don't you take care of government affairs early in the morning and gather around here for a meeting?"

"Lord."

When the three people heard the movement, they all greeted each other. When they looked up, they found something in Jiang Pengji's hand.

They recognize red date and tremella soup, but where have they seen a lump of red date and tremella soup floating in the air?

"Seeing that you have been tired recently, I made a special red date soup. The temperature is just right."

Jiang Pengji turned the three upside-down long-cylinder glasses upright on the table and poured a glass for each of them.

The red date and white fungus soup poured by the lord himself must be drunk even if it is poisonous.

"Each person has a cup, and you clean it after use. If you don't mind mixing cups, I won't say much."

Jiang Pengji poured herself a cup. These red dates were found in the county government warehouse. The dates were large and the cores were small. They tasted very sweet. After being boiled into a thick soup, the sweetness was diluted. She suddenly felt a little greedy in the morning, so she asked the maid to help her boil it for more than an hour.

Jiang Pengji waited for the red date and white fungus soup to cool down a little before putting it into the big-bellied teapot.

"My lord, what is this...what is this?"

Feng Jin looked at the cup in front of him, and then at the big-bellied teapot next to Jiang Pengji. Because some red date and white fungus soup had been poured out, a part of it was exposed...Feng Jin slightly widened his eyes, as if he saw some prehistoric monster.

Needless to say, the material of this teapot is from the same source as the teacups on the table.

My lord is definitely an insider and knows their origins.

"It's easy to clean a cup for drinking. The only drawback is that it's a bit brittle and can't withstand being dropped."

Jiang Pengji's answer almost choked Feng Jin and the other two.

You actually want to drop this glass treasure?

"Drink it. Don't worry, I didn't cook it. The maid from the county government helped to cook it. It tastes pretty good."

The three of them were silent. This was not a question of whether the red date and white fungus soup was delicious!

Xu Ke picked up the cup, and his fingertips could feel the warmth from the red date and white fungus soup. "My lord, where did these things come from?"

In fact, he wanted to ask how much this thing was worth, whether it was expensive, and whether he could buy one with his little wealth.

The surface of the cup was smooth and translucent, refracting the colorful glass light, which made people want to touch the surface of the cup gently.

That kind of delicate touch is beyond the reach of even the most delicate-skinned girls.

Xu Ke not only has the problem of voice control, but also has a little fetish, which can be seen from his reaction when he just touched the bamboo paper.

"I bought it for 30,000 strings of cash." Jiang Pengji answered casually.