The next day, when Qin Xi woke up, it was already past ten in the morning. When she saw Mr. and Mrs. Qin in the living room, Qin Xi was slightly surprised.
"Dad, why aren't you at work?"
Mr. Qin smiled. "Your mother and I have discussed it. We plan to go on a trip together while you're still at ho."
Mrs. Qin stood up and walked to the kitchen. "You must be hungry. Let's eat first. I've applied for a long leave for you at school. Don't worry."
Qin Xi thought for a mont and agreed.
"Alright, give another day. In order to prevent from leaving this world suddenly, I have to prepare sothing first. Dad, drive sowhere later."
After breakfast, Mr. Qin and Qin Xi went out together. Mrs. Qin stayed at ho to pack her things for the trip tomorrow.
On the antique street.
"What are you doing here?" Mr. Qin parked the car and looked at his daughter suspiciously.
Qin Xi explained with a smile, "I rember that there's a Chinese dicine store that has been around here for a few generations. I plan to buy so Chinese dicine to refine so pills."
At this mont, the antique street was very lively.
The crowd was surging, and all kinds of peddling and shouting filled the air. There were all kinds of antique shops that gave off a sense of history.
When Qin Xi passed by an antique shop, she stopped and looked at her father. She asked, "Dad, do you know this shop?"
Mr. Qin looked over and saw a plaque hanging outside the antique shop. There were three big words written on it—South Mountain Hall.
"I know. It's said that it has a hundred years of cultural heritage. Many of the items inside are ancient items passed down from the ancient royal family. Why are you asking this?"
Qin Xi touched her chin and said with a smile, "Nothing. I was thinking that we definitely have to buy a lot of things today, so it's ti to make so money."
"Make… make so money?"
Mr. Qin was dumbfounded.
Qin Xi pulled Mr. Qin into the shop.
The shop was very big, about 300 square ters. The interior was very simple and spacious. There were all kinds of paintings hanging on the wall. So of the porcelain was also antique, giving people a sense of history.
Qin Xi walked around the shop and smiled playfully. Seeing this, Mr. Qin asked softly, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Qin Xi was all smiles as she whispered into his ear, "There's nothing wrong. I just didn't expect there to be so few real things in this century-old shop."
Mr. Qin asked, "Really?"
Wasn't this shop filled with ancient items passed down from the ancient royal family? Why did his daughter say that there was nothing real here?
"Since there's nothing real, let's leave!"
"Dad, it'll be a pity if we leave without buying sothing. I'll go and pick a trinket. Can you buy it for ?"
At this mont, Qin Xi was like an innocent seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. She grabbed Mr. Qin's arm and shook it back and forth as she wheedled.
Mr. Qin blinked. Seeing that his daughter was putting on an act, he naturally had to cooperate. He sighed helplessly and said, "Alright, alright. You can buy it, but not more than 1,000 yuan, understand?"
Qin Xi smiled happily. "Thank you, Dad. I know you dote on the most."
"Go, go." Mr. Qin quickly waved his hand and urged.
Qin Xi walked around the shop for a while and finally saw so old items on a small shelf. She casually took one and held it in her palm to observe it. Then, she revealed a happy expression.
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