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Chapter 1111 Duke Qingwu

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    The next morning, Meng Zitao went to Qian Xingye¡¯s museum. Qian Xingye was very satisfied with the large cloisonn¨¦ enamel smoker that Meng Zitao brought, so he made an exchange happily.

    Originally, Meng Zitao was going to go directly to the Porcelain Capital, but once he got the things, he would definitely do some research, so he went back home first and placed the few things he had on the main body.

    What surprised Meng Zitao was that when the several parts were placed on the main body, they fit perfectly, as if they were made by a machine. The craftsmanship was simply incredible.

    After assembly, the whole thing looks like a square printing blank, except that there are three links on the top, which looks a bit nondescript, but Meng Zitao believes that the author's design makes sense.

    Because it was related to the secret of immortality, Meng Zitao tentatively called it the Immortality Seal. He played with it and studied it for a while, and found that except for the water vapor in his hand, he couldn't find anything special about it.

    Meng Zitao was a little unwilling to give up and used his powers again, but found that the powers had no effect on this thing at all.  This made Meng Zitao very disappointed. He was excited for a long time, thinking that he could get some key clues, but he didn't expect anything.

    Meng Zitao looked at the seal in his hand and thought for a moment. He always felt that there was something he hadn't considered, but he couldn't think of anything wrong.

    Meng Zitao doesn't like to get into trouble. He can't think of the problem. Although he feels uncomfortable, he won't force it. After a while, he saw that he had no clue, so he stopped wasting his brain energy, put his things away, and walked out of the basement.

    Knowing that Meng Zitao was going to Porcelain Capital tomorrow, He Wanyi also stayed at home to accompany him.

    He Wanyi was reading a book on the sofa. She raised her head, looked at Meng Zitao, and asked, "What's the matter? You're looking sad."

    Meng Zitao replied: "Do I have a sad face?"

    He Wanyi smiled and said: "Of course, your emotions are shown on your face."

    "Is there any?" Meng Zitao touched his face and felt a little emotional. As his status became higher and higher, he usually wore a mask in front of others, and others could not even think of seeing it from his face.  You can only do whatever you want at home. As the old saying goes, home is always the warmest harbor, and it makes sense.  Only in front of close relatives can I feel completely relaxed.

    "I encountered a problem in antiques. I didn't think about it. The result will come after a while." Meng Zitao didn't tell anyone about the secret of immortality. This was not because he didn't believe his family, but because they didn't.  The ability to protect this secret.

    I heard that it was an antique issue. He Wanyi knew that she couldn't help, so she said, "Oh, just relax, maybe you can figure it out."

    Meng Zitao sat down next to He Wanyi, hugged her and said, "Being with you is the best way for me to relax."

    "Nasty!" He Wanyi smiled sweetly and leaned on Meng Zitao's chest.

    The young couple chatted together, talking endlessly. In the blink of an eye, it was evening. Meng Zitao called and asked the restaurant to send some dishes. This was a restaurant he had personally inspected. The ingredients used were very fresh, and the chef was also very professional.  Will use messy seasonings.

    At this time, Meng Zitao¡¯s mother Xu Ping came with the nutritious soup cooked by He Wanyi.

    Meng Zitao said: "Mom, you don't have to go there often, I can just ask the chef to cook it."

    Xu Ping glanced at her son: "Does the soup cooked by outsiders have the same intentions as the others? Or does the soup I cook taste too bad?"

    "Mom, the soup you made is delicious. Zitao just doesn't want you to be too tired." He Wanyi said with a smile.

    "I have nothing to do at home every day. I can kill some time by making soup for you."

    Xu Ping opened the thermos, went to get a bowl and filled it with a bowl, and said, "What I'm making today is carrot, corn and pork ribs soup. How do you like it?"

    "It smells so good." He Wanyi took a sip of the soup: "The soup is sweet and delicious, with a little salty taste, it's really delicious!"

    Seeing that He Wanyi drank so well, Xu Ping was very happy: "Just tell me what kind of soup you like, and I'll make it for you. Just give me something to do."

    Seeing that Meng Zitao was about to speak, Xu Ping said: "Stop talking, it has nothing to do with you here."

    Meng Zitao touched his nose and said, "I just want to ask if I have a share."

    Xu Ping said: "You can find a chef to cook it yourself."

    Seeing Meng Zitao¡¯s grimace, He Wanyi almost laughed out loud.

    After having dinner together, Xu Ping said to Meng Zitao: "When are you going to have acupuncture with Aunt Qian from across the street again?"

    "sheIt is said that he has become an immortal.

    For people, legends are just something to talk about after dinner, so the authenticity will not be verified, and of course they are generally not taken seriously.

    However, Meng Zitao has to take the word "Qingwu" that appears on the seal of longevity seriously. If it is indeed related to Qingwu Gong, then it is most likely referring to the elixir recipe left by Qingwu Gong?

    Thinking of this, Meng Zitao was both excited and a little regretful. If it was as he guessed, it would not be of much use to him, because he could achieve his goal step by step, so why bother with it?  Of course, if you don¡¯t need it yourself, maybe you can give it to your relatives and friends, that¡¯s fine too.

    Thinking about it, Meng Zitao laughed. All of this is nothing. Why think about it so much? You have to take it step by step. Let¡¯s find it first and then talk about it.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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