Super Cultivating Farmer

3Eighteen years ago, when Bai He liked to gamble, he was scammed by a group of people until they owed him more than five thousand. At that time, Bai Xiaobei's father was also very sick and was maintaining his condition in the hospital.     0

    

The two old men saw that their son was out of money and directly sold the old house for 8000 yuan. In the end, Bai He took the money and ran off.    

    

If it were not for the fact that he had controlled his illness and he had taken advantage of the time to recuperate, Bai Yu might really be dead.    

    

Bai He could be considered as having a bit of conscience. Before leaving, he returned the five thousand yuan and left a letter behind.    

    

He had also gotten lucky and met an old master who liked antiques. He shamelessly followed the other party and eventually became the master's disciple. Gradually, he also learned a few skills.    

    

After muddling around for a year, he had learned about 30% of the old master's skills and bought an official kiln blue and white porcelain for a low price. The following process went smoothly and he quickly opened his own antique shop.    

    

Naturally, he made more friends. A merchant from Japan came to purchase some strange things. Coincidentally, he had connections, so he gradually got familiar with them.    

    

Thinking about how the Japanese businessman received a katana from Japan during the Second World War that cost him over a million yuan and he was so excited, how could Bai He calm down now?    

    

Bai Xiaobei took out his phone and directly took a picture. Bai Xiaobei did not care about it, he just wanted to take pictures, and don't touch it, if not, getting injured would be a small matter.    

    

Beijing, library.    

    

In the vast library, a Japanese man wearing a black robe was flipping through an old book. She was frowning from time to time and her expression was one of ridicule.    

    

"Mr. Onikawa, please have a look."    

    

A Japanese man in a suit and leather shoes walked over with a respectful face. She handed the mobile phone in her hand to the Japanese man called Ghost River.    

    

Gui He took the phone, his eyes suddenly lit up and immediately zoomed in on the photo. When he saw Bai He's message saying that he had seen a cold aura when he pulled it out, he was immediately overjoyed.    

    

"This is …" Demon Knife s! "    

    

"It is indeed a Demon Knife, although it is not the first generation, but it seems to be a second generation Muramasa. Very good, I did not expect to find a famous blade, an object as bright as the light, now there is another Demon Knife, and it is of the second generation."    

    

"Two famous knives, China is indeed a magical place    

    

He handed the phone to the Japanese man behind him and coldly said, "Tell him that I'll pay one million."    

    

"Hey!"    

    

If Bai Xiaobei was here, he might have realized that this Mr. Onikawa looked similar to Abe Harokawa.    

    

Bai He who was eating was constantly focusing on his phone. With a flash, a message appeared, which Bai He quickly opened.    

    

"One million!"    

    

Bai He was overjoyed. He didn't earn much in the past two years and even lost quite a bit of money. A million was already not a small amount of income for Bai He.    

    

Going back home with so much income, how could Bai He not be happy?    

    

Putting down the chopsticks, he looked at Bai Yu who was smoking beside him, and his face twitched. He drank the Da Hong Pao, smoked China, and even opened a bottle of Maotai that was worth thousands of yuan without batting an eye.    

    

It was a naked face-smacking, even the Japan Blade that Bai Xiaobei left in the house was worth a million.    

    

When did the countryside become so profitable? Looking at the gift he bought, he felt awkward, but thinking about the one million katana, Bai He took a deep breath and asked: "Second brother, where did Xiaobei's katana come from?"    

    

Bai Yu didn't have a good impression of Bai He at all, he didn't even raise his head as he replied, "I don't know, just ask Xiaobei."    

    

Bai Xiaobei didn't have any appetite at all when it came to eating. This so-called little brother and sister was too sick to eat, there was even disgust on their faces, the chopsticks and bowls were all new and washed clean, and they were even wiped clean. Bai Xiaobei tried his best not to slap them on the head, what are you pretending for?    

    

Hearing his father speak, Bai Xiaobei humphed and said: "Don't ask anymore, this blade is mine. It's not for sale, I'm just keeping it for him."    

    

"Fifty thousand!" Bai He arrogantly looked at Bai Xiaobei.    

    

Bai Yu was startled, and Mom, who had just walked over to grab a thermos, also perked his ears up. His grandparents were already old, and even though Bai Xiaobei had gifted Hericium Erinaceus s to them a few times, it only made their bodies feel a little better. Their ears were a little behind their backs, and they were only concerned with looking at their grandchildren.    

    

If it was the past, Bai Xiaobei would be shocked, but now, he did not care at all, he had five hundred thousand people on him, and after spending a few days, he had spent more than a hundred thousand, he did not even raise his head and said: "Not selling."    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Mom left proudly. That's right, just like that, a mere fifty thousand, this old lady has a few hundred thousand! You disasters almost caused her family to be ruined, I don't need your money.    

    

"It's 50,000 RMB!" That's not enough? "    

    

Bai He was dumbstruck. What's going on? Logically speaking, after 50,000 yuan, didn't they immediately become very friendly? Why is it like this?    

    

The aunt also looked at Bai Xiaobei in shock. When did this rural person become so magnanimous?    

    

Looking up, he saw his cheap brother and sister were also staring at him, laughing coldly, "Uncle, there's no need to bid anymore, I won't sell it, what's a mere 50,000 yuan? We don't need the money. "    

    

Even a Hericium Erinaceus of his was worth five thousand yuan, a random little turtle was worth a thousand yuan, and he had several thousand little turtles of his own, so how could he lack money? Be careful I don't beat you to death with my money.    

    

"One hundred thousand. One hundred thousand. Uncle has a friend who just so happens to like this kind of saber. How about it?"    

    

Bai He clenched his teeth, cursing himself in his heart. Was he drunk? He had been observing Bai Xiaobei's and Bai Yu's expression the entire time, and he could tell that the two of them were indeed disdainful.    

    

"Not for sale."    

    

Without any hesitation, he rejected the offer immediately.    

    

"A hundred thousand!" One hundred thousand yuan can buy a blade made of gold! "    

    

Eldest Uncle was dumbfounded. How could this be? One hundred thousand yuan and he rejected it without hesitation? Could it be that over these years, life in the countryside had changed even more than in the capital?    

    

"Golden blade?" Bai Xiaobei said in disdain: "Uncle, are you talking about gold ornaments? What could one hundred thousand yuan do now? Uncle, take a look at the bottle behind you. Inside the bottle are five bottles of this type of Maotai you're drinking, plus the wild ginseng at Changbai Mountain, you can only buy a few bottles of this kind of wine with one hundred thousand yuan. "    

    

To show off his wealth? To be proud? To be proud? Slap your dog face!    

    

Eldest Uncle turned around and looked at the bottle of wine in the corner with a stiff neck. He was speechless for a long time, and even Eldest Aunt was stunned for a while.    

    

Coughing, his father glared at Bai Xiaobei. He felt that Bai Xiaobei was exaggerating, what kind of wine could be worth that much?    

    

Eldest Uncle tried to take a few deep breaths before his face turned red and he said, "Two hundred thousand! Second Brother, we are also family, so don't make it too difficult for me. My friend really likes this kind of blade. "    

    

"Your friend?" Bai Yu laughed coldly: "A friend who eats, drinks, and gambles? Or Japanese friends? "    

    

Bai Xiaobei immediately understood and said in shock: "It can't be that you just sent the picture over, and I already paid a price for it, right?"    

    

Shaking his head, he said, "Tell him that even if I bid a million, I won't sell it. I don't need that much money."    

    

F * ck! I'll show you what it means to pretend to have a big head! I won't sell it. I won't sell it for one million and two hundred thousand!    

    

He dares to come to my territory and act like this, I am the First-rate Expert of the martial arts world! Furthermore, there were all sorts of mysterious methods involved, so why would he need money in the future?    

    

Forget about the big uncle and the rest, even his father was caught off guard by Bai Xiaobei's act. His son had changed too much in this period of time, and he was not even used to it.    

    

"Xiaobei, what did you say?"    

    

The old man was also startled, he did not understand what Bai Xiaobei meant. As he was old, he could not keep up with Bai Xiaobei's reaction, the two old men were almost eighty years old.    

    

Big Uncle did not know what to say. He thought that he would earn a lot, but his mouth was trembling, his face changed slightly: "Xiaobei, it's just a blade, there's no use keeping it."    

    

Mom walked over with a plate of lamb in hand and said to Bai Xiaobei: "Quickly eat. Give up your seat after eating!"    

    

From the looks of it, Mom could tell that Bai Xiaobei had come here. The Japanese knife that was used to chop firewood was not simple at all, otherwise, he would not have bid 50,000 gold for it.    

    

Grabbing a few ribs, Bai Xiaobei stood up and said, "Grandfather, Grandma, you guys eat first, I'll go feed the fish. The sky is too hot, don't go out for a while."    

    

"Hey hey, big grandson, pay attention."    

    

The two old men treated Bai Xiaobei as their treasure, their boss had ran for so many years and never came back, he only had a grandson like Bai Xiaobei by his side.    

    

"Ai, ai!"    

    

His uncle became anxious when he saw this, especially when he saw Bai Xiaobei run into the house, grabbing his katana and running. had already made a bid, if he didn't get his hands on it, he would become angry.    

    

He did not want to offend the Japanese. Furthermore, the status of the Mr. Onikawa was obviously not low.    

    

He quickly looked at Bai Yu and said: "Old Two, you have to persuade Xiaobei ah, if two hundred thousand is too little, I will give you three hundred thousand, and four hundred thousand is fine too, but he has already declared my interest, I cannot go back on my words!"    

    

Mom looked at Bai He strangely, then looked at Bai Yu. After thinking for a moment, he tried his best to suppress his curiosity and lowered his head to drink his tea.    

    

Bai Yu shook his head: "We don't care about Xiaobei's things, not to mention the three hundred and forty thousand, even if it's one million and two hundred thousand, it would still be up to Xiaobei to decide.    

    

Bai Xiaobei had previously said that this blade belonged to someone else, he would protect it for his, so how could he agree to it for his child?