Chapter 321：

"What?! Yi'an, there is actually a hand-painted "Autumn Palace" in your house from the Song Dynasty? Why don't I know?" Old man Wu almost jumped with anger. How could he not know at all about such an important matter? I heard it from such a bad old man Deng Quanhua!

He is the genuine master of his good apprentice!

"I'an, I love you so much! It's so sad that you still hide such a good thing and don't tell me." The look of old man Wu looking at Qiao Yi'an can be described as heartbroken.

"Uh……"

Being stared at by everyone, Qiao Yian smiled and embarrassed. She only knew that it was in her house in the past two days. Where did you have the opportunity to tell Old Man Wu about things you didn't know before? Besides, aren't you busy these two days?

Knowing that Old Man Wu is obsessed with antiques, but I don't know that the other party is so obsessed. Looking at the other party's angry eyes, there seems to be a pitiful taste in his eyes. Qiao Yian thinks that he is going too far and hurt Old Man Wu's heart?

But sometimes thinking too much is a disease...

Qiao Yian had just promised Old Man Wu that he would deliver the hand scroll of the Song Dynasty "Autumn Palace Map" early tomorrow morning. Old Man Wu's face immediately glowed. , and even got close to Rong Boguang and Deng Quanhua, and boasted that he had a considerate and good apprentice, and the two of them were not as good as their own apprentices.

Master Rong, who looked at him with a slap in the face, rolled his eyes, wishing he could slap Old Man Wu's face. And Deng Quanhua no longer expected old man Wu, looked at him with jealousy, and even glared at his little apprentice.

Luo Shan shrunk aside aggrievedly, trying to shrink himself into a ball, feeling that the master really disliked him more and more, especially in the comparison of Qiao Yi'an, it was impossible to live this day! He still has to follow the master to return to the port city early to survive.

The dinner table was so lively, but Zu Nanzhen and Zhao Zihao didn't talk much, probably because what happened to Dongfangjing last night really affected their mood, so the two of them just smiled and listened to other people's noisy talk, very quiet. The actions of the teacher and the apprentice when eating and smiling are very consistent.

Qiao Yi'an blinked at Old Man Wu's excited appearance. She still didn't tell her master that she still had a Song Dynasty Ge kiln celadon ice crack plate at home, lest the other party be able to fly into the sky.

It was the last night of the fourth day when everyone said goodbye and left Old Man Wu's house.

After everyone left, Dong Lanqin helped Qiao Yian to check the pulse, the old lady's mouth curled slightly, and nodded with a smile: "The prescription prescribed for you some time ago seems to work well, your pulse looks better than two months ago. It's much better, and after a while, the fetal poison in your body will probably be eliminated."

"Thank you, Mistress." Qiao Yian said gratefully to Dong Lanqin, if it weren't for Mistress's antidote, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to solve it so quickly with abilities alone.

Every time she drank the medicine prepared by her mistress, she could clearly see that the black dead energy representing toxins in her body had turned into a gray substance, and it was scattered in the air with the wind. Although it is extremely slow, it is indeed effective, and it can even control the spread of the black death qi. Every day, Qiao Yian was very happy to see the black death above his head that became lighter and lighter.