Chapter 0080 Museum
"Mrs. Huang, was this young man really invited by Mr. Huang?" Yang Yuanning asked a woman next to him.
The woman was in her thirties, with an oval face and phoenix eyes. Her appearance and temperament were both top-notch. She looked at me for a while, shook her head and said, "My father-in-law never invited me."
I heard her call Huang Zhengyun "father-in-law", so she must be the daughter-in-law of the Huang family, and the owner of this Prajna Villa.
Yang Yuanning smiled slightly and said, "I was saying that the old man basically knows all the people in our Jiangcheng area, so how come a young man who looks unfamiliar suddenly appears?"
"Ha, I knew there was something wrong with this guy!" Yang Xuan immediately became excited when he heard it, "What are you waiting for? Catch this guy right away!"
"I'll catch your sister, you come and try to catch one!" He Jintang shouted arrogantly.
Yang Xuan sneered and said, "Young Master He, I know your He family is a wealthy family, but this is Prajna Villa. Even if your father is still here, you dare not disrespect Mr. Huang!"
It would have been fine if Mr. He Jiu was not mentioned. As soon as it was mentioned, He Jintang exploded and was about to have a fit on the spot. Fortunately, I pulled him back.
At this time, Mrs. Huang called Xiaohui over.
"Madam, I have personally checked Mr. Chen's invitation and there is no problem with it." Xiaohui said.
"How is that possible? Did you see it wrong? Mrs. Huang said that Mr. Huang has never hired this kid!" Yang Xuan scolded in dissatisfaction.
Xiao Hui said calmly, "Impossible."
"You..." Yang Xuan was about to get angry when Mrs. Huang suddenly frowned and asked, "What is the number of this invitation?"
Xiaohui said it was No. 1.
I really didn't notice the number on the invitation, but Mrs. Huang seemed to be relieved and smiled, "I remember that when my father-in-law sent out the invitations, he sent one of them to an old friend of his, asking him to recommend a candidate. It was the one with number 1."
"Mr. Chen, is this the case?" she asked me with a smile.
"That's right." I nodded, but I was thinking in my heart that it turned out that Mr. Qian, the owner of Jiubaozhai, was an old friend of Huang Zhengyun. I really didn't expect this beforehand.
"Okay, the misunderstanding has been resolved. Let's not hurt the harmony." Mrs. Huang smiled and tried to smooth things over.
Since the host had spoken, Yang Yuanning didn't say anything even though his face was gloomy.
After everyone left, the three of us quickly found a seat and sat down to eat. We were really hungry after being busy all afternoon.
He Jintang was overjoyed. "Old Chen, you have a very venomous tongue. You made that Yang guy stunned! By the way, you know Mr. Huang's old friend. Who is he?"
I ignored him and picked out some food that Baoer liked.
We stayed in the courtyard that night.
Originally, Baoer always liked to sleep in a room by herself, but I felt that this Prajna Villa was a little strange. I was afraid of accidents, so I let Baoer stay in the same room with me. She slept on the bed and I slept on the floor.
From my position, I can just see a Bagua mirror hanging on the opposite wall.
The full name of the Bagua mirror is Wen Wang Bagua mirror, which is divided into concave mirror and convex mirror. The concave mirror attracts wealth and fortune, while the convex mirror protects the house and wards off evil. This side is a convex mirror.
I've been feeling sleepy very easily ever since I came back from the ancient tomb. Now I'm already drowsy and have even yawned several times.
But Baoer insisted on asking me to play games online with her, so I had to force myself to stay focused.
Just when , suddenly a shrill scream of "Ah" came from outside, which woke me up.
The cry was extremely high-pitched, piercing the night sky, and it continued without stopping for a long time.
Baoer also looked out the window in surprise, and soon there was a knock on the door.
When he opened the door, He Jintang rushed in wearing only his pajamas. "Fuck, Lao Chen, what the hell is that yelling?"
I walked to the window, and the screaming continued, becoming louder and sharper, making my eardrums buzz.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening. The rain outside had stopped, but the sky was still overcast. Lights were turned on in the courtyards nearby, probably because they were awakened by the strange cry.
Just as we were about to go out to take a look, the screaming suddenly stopped and there was silence all around.
Not long after, Xiaohui came to find us.
He Jintang asked her anxiously what the screaming was just about.
Xiaohui said they still don’t know what’s going on, as this sound has never been heard before, and they are sending people to investigate.
Later she received a phone call, saying that after analysis by several masters including Yang Yuanning, the sound might have been caused by the wind blowing out of some wind tunnel on the island.
After Xiaohui left, He Jintang pulled me aside and asked, "Old Chen, what wind tunnel sound is that?"
"Not likely." I looked outside.
As for tonight's weather, although there is wind on Chitose Lake, it is too far-fetched to say that there is a wind tunnel that makes such a sound.
"I think this place is weird. Not only are the houses built weird, but even the name is weird. It's called Prajna Villa!" He Jintang complained.
I asked with a smile, "Do you know what Prajna means?"
"Damn it, Lao Chen, you are simply insulting my intelligence. Prajnaparamita, isn't it from the Buddhist scriptures?"
"what does that mean?"
"How would I know what it means? Anyway, it's from the Buddhist scriptures!"
I know this guy is good at picking up girls, but he doesn't have much in his mind, so I didn't bother to explore the matter with him.
In fact, Prajna comes from Sanskrit, which means "wisdom of discernment", and it can also be considered a Buddhist word.
This old man Huang Zhengyun is quite interesting. The name of this villa uses a Buddhist word, but the layout inside the villa is full of Taoist techniques.
He Jintang was a little frightened by this and refused to go back to his room. He stayed to play online games with Baoer. I took the opportunity to leave and dozed off.
I slept in a daze until dawn.
The uncle and niece played games almost all night and only fell asleep for a while in the early morning.
After breakfast, Xiaohui came to lead us out and we toured the entire Prajna Villa with everyone.
Mrs. Huang accompanied them throughout the whole process. I heard that Mr. Huang Zhengyun was supposed to come in person, but he suddenly felt unwell last night and was unable to come.
Not long after, we arrived at the museum.
This museum is built on a slope and looks like an octagonal well from a distance.
Exhibited in the hall are Mr. Huang's lifelong collection of fine items, including jade, gold, and various antique treasures.
The Huang family is a prominent family. Mr. Huang is knowledgeable and has a wide range of friends, so his collection is naturally extraordinary.
Except for some famous Feng Shui masters who were invited, the rest present today were disciples or nephews brought by those masters, like Yang Xuan.
Or maybe they were children from wealthy families who came here to broaden their horizons, like Jiang Yuqi.
Of course, in addition to these, there are also girlfriends brought by these young men, such as internet celebrities.
Except for the third category, everyone here is knowledgeable, but after entering the museum, they are all shocked.
