My Super Farming System

C30 - He Had Cooked Quite a Lot of Them When Cooking with Rosewood

Zhao Yuegu carried Xia Guo back to the courtyard, where she continued to sleep soundly.

"It looks like we won't be able to do any investigating today. I hope it's not too much to ask, Brother Yuegu, but could we stay in your courtyard for a couple of days?"

"That's fine by me."

Zhao Yuegu's courtyard was spacious, with plenty of rooms to spare, so accommodating two more guests wasn't an issue.

Then Sun Ying chimed in with a reminder.

"Dad, don't you have a lot of things to take care of?"

But Sun's father dismissed her concern with a wave of his hand.

"It's nothing urgent."

"This ancient village, a remnant of the Ming Dynasty, is steeped in history."

"I've always had a passion for such places, so naturally, I want to explore the village thoroughly."

Sun Ying let out a resigned sigh.

In the end, she could only quietly caution Zhao Yuegu.

"Keep an eye on my dad. Otherwise, he might just walk off with the village's hidden gems."

Zhao Yuegu was taken aback that Sun Ying would so candidly betray her father's intentions.

Their relationship was certainly complex.

Worried that Zhao Yuegu might not grasp the full picture, Sun Ying elaborated.

"It's like how my brother is with cars; my dad has the same fascination with antiques."

"This village has an untouched quality, and it's quite possible that some intact relics are still here."

"Just make sure to keep a close watch."

No sooner had Sun Ying finished her warning than she saw Sun's father dash toward a stool.

"Wow! A stool made of yellow rosewood!"

"Judging by the pattern and design, it's likely from the late Ming period."

"Brother Yuegu, I've got to have this. How much do you want for it?"

Zhao Yuegu's mouth twitched involuntarily.

To think his home actually contained an antique...

It was just too bad that he wasn't well-versed in the value of such items.

Furniture from the late Ming Dynasty could be worth a fortune, for all he knew.

But money was the least of his concerns.

"It's not for sale."

"What would I use for meals if I sold it?"

"Brother Yuegu, you're sitting on a fortune! Do you always use this when you eat?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

"I can replace it with a whole set of modern furniture, any big brand you like."

However, Zhao Xueman, or little Xueman as she was known, cried out defiantly.

"Don't take our stuff, you thief!"

"I'm not giving away anything!"

Zhao Yuegu gently ruffled little Xueman's hair, signaling her to show some courtesy to their guest.

Sun's father's face flushed with embarrassment.

He was a well-known figure throughout Strathmore, and now he was being spoken to like this by a little girl...