Zhao Changan waited for Shan Cai to hold his clothes in a clip and dry them, so he went downstairs with her.

When they arrived at the fifth floor, Shan Cai waved goodbye to Zhao Changan, then took the key and opened the aisle security door of the girls' dormitory. In the light of the voice-controlled light, he walked towards her dormitory.

Zhao Changan originally wanted to go to the computer room on the fourth floor to look around, but thinking that Wen Ye must not have slept, he went down the first floor directly.

When passing through the fourth, third and second floors, the lights are always on, there are also the sound of speaking, the beeping of servers, and the touch of assembling and handling computers.

Faced with the explosion of demand, Chu Shaozhi finally came up with a practical solution, which is that in the week before and after the resumption of school, those old fox players who don’t have any girlfriends are fine. It’s better to recruit more than a dozen computer guys to work part-time in the night shift.

After Tang Shuang agreed, Jurassic soon recruited more than a dozen students, specializing in long night shifts, using high commissions, strong tea, espresso, betel nut, and Sichuan hotpot to stimulate them to work hard.

Zhao Changan came to the first floor courtyard and saw a small truck stopping in front of the gate. Lao Liu, who was guarding the gate, quickly opened the gate. The night assembly personnel and warehouse manager who were already waiting for the goods to arrive were taking the freight elevator downstairs.

Zhao Changan didn't want to distract them, so he quietly walked to the darkness of the lights and walked towards the stone bridge behind the building.

The entire stone bridge was not lit, bathed in the lights shining in the building, the lights reflected by the river, and the stars in the sky.

Zhao Changan took out the key and opened the fence door at one end of the stone bridge. He saw Wen Ye sitting next to the stone bridge tea room beside the window. The tea room was quiet and the awake sandalwood was floating.

“Where did you get it?”

Zhao Changan closed the fence gate and walked to Wen Ye. He saw a small incense burner on the table in front of him. From the hollowed-out pattern of the two dragons fighting for the sun, there was a storm of green smoke.

Under the light outside the window, this small incense burner is covered with a patina bronze luster, either a fake modern craft stove purchased from the frivolous market, or an old antique with a really old sense of age.

"You are buying a box and returning beads, and the cow chews peonies."

Wen Ye saw Zhao Changan take out a cigarette and waved his hand at him: "But you have peace of mind, let's chat for a while so that you can have a good sleep."

"You mean the incense is more valuable than the stove?"

Zhao Changan thought that he could not let down the plate of incense that Wen Ye ordered, so he didn't smoke. He sat down and held the purple clay pot and poured himself a cup of herbal tea.

"The furnace is a Xuande furnace imitated by the Qing Dynasty. It can be said to be a fake. However, after two or three hundred years of accumulation, the fake goods have become antiques. The workmanship is very good, and it should not be a problem to sell it for 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. As for this incense, you say it is worth not only hundreds or thousands, but the problem is that even if you buy it with hundreds or thousands, people may not be willing to take action; to put it bluntly, good things are rare items, and people who are not short of money will not take action, so there is no price."

Wen Ye pushed a small cloth bag on the side to Zhao Chang'an.

The things inside the cloth bag were obviously a little heavy, and they kept making a sound when rubbing against the thin-coloured table.

"What?"

Zhao Changan opened the rope of the small cloth bag and tied the mouth. It was a dark wooden pin weighing arm and nearly ten centimeters long.

It feels lubricated and cool as jade, with gray-yellow spots in the black, and it is only on one edge, with a small frosted touch.

"Scented, what's the fragrance?"

Zhao Changan understood that the touch of this small piece of frosted scrubs the tree powder with a knife.

“Agarwood.”

"Damn!"

This is the second time that Zhao Changan has exclaimed like this tonight: "Where did you make this good thing?"

No wonder Wen Ye would say, 'You said it is worth not only hundreds or thousands, but the problem is that even if you buy hundreds or thousands, people may not be willing to take action'.

The tens of thousands of thousands in his mouth are not that this wooden claw is worth tens of thousands of thousands, but that this wooden claw is worth hundreds of thousands of thousands per gram.

"If I said I used a or two of medicine powder and my acupuncture, would you think it's worth it?"

"not worth!"

Zhao Changan first expressed his attitude affirmatively, and then said with a ghost smile: "If my brother can do anything, it will be a lot of money to get it."

"So Gong Zhifeng's family may think they are really losing, but I'm very responsible and say that they are really not losing; even Chen Chongyi's life is far from worth the medicine powder I gave them. Now is a peaceful era. If it were during the turbulent period before liberation, even ten untouchables like him would not be able to replace me with one or two of the medicine powder."

"This is something that has passed. Why are you still struggling? It doesn't fit your style?"

Zhao Changan was puzzled.

"It's not for me, but for you. If Chen Chongyi's death was a trap I designed on purpose, I can admit that I was really putting a trap for him. Of course, since the trap is dangerous, like he drowned so funny; but there is no need for you to feel sorry for someone because you slept with Chen Jing. The amount of medicine powder you gave her in that year was clearly marked, and I don't know how many first time I could buy a drink with the rich man."

"Okay, if you don't tell me, I'll forget about this these days."

Zhao Changan lay on the smoking incense burner, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled: "I have to take a few more breaths of such expensive incense."

"I gave it to you, incense burner, agarwood, and scraper."

Wen Ye leaned against the window and handed Zhao Changan a sheathed silver knife in the shadow, and there was also a large wooden box: "There are charcoal strips in this place. You can use a lighter to light the charcoal strips first, and then use the charcoal strips to light the incense powder."

"What's the difference between this and using a lighter to light it directly?"

Zhao Changan asked curiously: "Is the burning waste gas in the lighter affecting the quality of the fragrance?"

"Maybe, I really don't know this."

"Then why?"

“Sense of ceremony.”

“Oh~”

After saying this, the two brothers did not speak anymore and quietly felt the agarwood incense in the tea room with the windows closed.

About five or six minutes later, Zhao Changan suddenly felt tired. All the previous thoughts in his head, and the unresolved unknown anxiety were blocked by his sleepiness.

"Go to bed, you can move freely tomorrow morning, don't get up too early, Tang Shuang and others can do it."

"Okay, then I'll go to bed."

Zhao Changan felt his body shaking a little when he stood up. At this time, he just wanted to go back to the room and lie on the bed and sleep soundly.

So he quickly returned to his dormitory, kicked off his shoes, took off his clothes, wore a small pants, and went to bed.

——

Wen Ye opened all the windows of the tea room, put away the incense burner, agarwood, silver knife, and charcoal box, and returned to his second-floor dormitory.

I was not sleepy for a moment, so I walked to the window and looked at the brightly lit building, then looked down at the river water illuminated by the lights below, reflecting the stars.

After thinking about it, poured the incense ash from the incense burner into the river.
Chapter completed!