A wealthy person with a reading panel

Chapter 90 Shameful Mian Ziling (asking for monthly ticket)
Building the Great Wall is like playing mahjong.

Zhou Qing stood up and opened the door. Lin Yue from 1904 was outside.

But the door of room 1901 next door was open, so she must have come out of Gu Lan's house and called him - Gu Lan's house had an electric mahjong table.

He refused directly: "I'm sorry, I have to work overtime tonight, you can call Su Yao, Sister Lan and the others to play."

Lin Yue was immediately disappointed when she heard this: "Didn't you check the group chat? Sigh, I was thinking that I could finally have some time to play a few games tonight, but I didn't expect that you and Yaoyao and the others didn't have time. Now it's just me, Sister Lan, and her sister."

Zhou Qing was startled: "What group?"

"Our group on the 19th floor. Oh, now I remember you weren't there when we had supper that day. We created the group then... I'm adding you now."

There's a group on the 19th floor?
Zhou Qing thought, this is rare.

The neighborhood relationship in cities is not as good as that in rural towns. Some people have lived on the same floor for more than ten years but don’t know each other. At most, they will smile or nod when they meet in the corridor.

However, interpersonal relationships require opportunities, and it was the Gu Lan incident that led to the residents on the 19th floor interacting more with their urban neighbors.

He originally wanted to say that since you are all girls, it’s okay if you don’t pull me in, but he quickly remembered that his next round of reading was to “read ten books intensively”, and he would have to complete ten lucky trigger tasks at that time. It would not hurt to get to know more people now and deepen the relationship with some ordinary acquaintances.

I used to be an introvert and my social circle was a bit narrow.

The name of Nineteen's group was "Partners Building the Great Wall". When he closed the door and returned to his desk, the group was still very lively. Everyone first welcomed him, and then mainly watched Lin Yue "mobilizing" Su Yao, Zhou Xiaoyu and others to come back quickly.

Zhou Qing said a few words, set the group to do not disturb mode, and put his phone aside.

Pay close attention and read carefully.

The last three chapters of "Jin Ping Mei" mostly explain the fate and ending of the other characters in the book.

Chunmei and Zhou Yi had an affair and died suddenly. Han Aijie disfigured herself and became a nun. Xiaoge was inspired to become a monk.

[The family read the will with a sense of loss, who knew that the laws of nature are cyclical. Ximen Haoheng's descendants are unlikely to survive... No wonder Jinlian suffered such bad consequences, leaving a bad reputation that will be passed down for thousands of years.]

After reading the 100th chapter, Zhou Qing finished reciting the ending poem and remained silent.

This ending has too much of a causal flavor.

This seems to be very popular in novels of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

After a few seconds, he pulled himself together, called out the panel, thought about it, and chose "only draw, not take".

The next moment, an indescribable original text emerged in my mind.

[After saying this, the woman and Ximen Qing took off their white silk jackets. Something slipped out of their sleeves and fell out. It felt heavy in their hands...

Jinlian spent a long time identifying it and asked, "What is it? Why did it make half my arm numb?" Ximen Qing laughed and said, "You don't know this thing. It's called a Mianling bell and it comes from the country of Miandian in the south."

The original text flashed by, and something suddenly appeared in the "Extractable Options" section on the panel—

Name: Zhou Qing

Currently reading: Waiting to be selected
Cumulative number of draws: 7
Extractable items: a bell, a tallow candle...a bottle of methaqualone, etc.

……

Mian Ziling?
Zhou Qing was stunned. He never expected that he would draw this rare item that was picked up by Pan Jinlian and Li Ping'er... and used to liven up their fun!

His expression couldn't help but become strange, and he suddenly had the urge to take it out and take a look.

But it was soon suppressed again.

When he was reading it earlier, he had done some research on this object. The internet said that this strange object was about the size of a longan or a longan seed, and was likely made of copper with ornate carvings. It was hollow inside, and held a metal ball filled with mercury. When slightly shaken or exposed to a certain temperature, the metal ball would roll freely, making a trembling sound.

"The ancients were no fools. They knew long ago that mercury is poisonous. To be able to use it close to the body, or even inside the body, the metal ball containing mercury must have been sealed well."

"The outer layer is metal-wrapped, so it's probably safer than a glass-wrapped thermometer."

"Besides, this thing is small and easy to store. Just wrap it in paper or a plastic bag and throw it anywhere without being noticeable."

After thinking about it, Zhou Qing decided to extract it.

He took out a napkin and placed it on the desk, then thought: Take out a bell and place it on the napkin in front of him.

The next moment, a copper bell the size of a longan appeared out of thin air. It was round and had irregular raised patterns on it.

Zhou Qing didn't pick it up with his hands for the time being, but looked at it carefully and found that there were holes reserved for threading the rope on both sides of the bell.

Uh……

"It's actually possible to thread a rope through each end and secure it to a specific location. The ancients were just as smart as modern people in this regard."

Zhou Qing looked at it carefully and felt like he had gained some knowledge.

"Does this thing exist in the world?"

"Can it be sold? If so, how much is it worth?"

After he finished reciting, he held the tablet in both hands and began to search for more information related to Mian Ziling.

"According to historical records, the Mianzi Bell was introduced to China during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty... Hmm, another Ming Dynasty artifact."

After searching around, including the auction databases of some major domestic and foreign auction companies, Zhou Qing did not find any records of Mian Ziling entering the market, nor did any major museums.

"So my thing might be the only one of its kind."

If it is a unique piece, there is no market reference. If you want to sell it, it depends on whether you can meet someone who is destined to buy it.

He stared at it and saw that the copper bell looked very delicately made.

Wrap the bell in the napkin, hold it in your hand, and shake it gently. It will immediately make a clear and pleasant sound.

After shaking it a few times, he put it down again: "I wonder if it's true that it makes noise when heated."

Zhou Qing thought for a moment and decided to try it out on the spot.

He got up and went to the kitchen, boiled a pot of water, then took a disposable cup and mixed it with cold water to make a cup of warm water.

Then pinch the bell and put it in the cup.

After a while, the bell in the cup suddenly moved, slowly moving around in the water, and there was actually a sound coming out.

Different from the crisp sound before, because it is wrapped in moist water, the sound now changes to a defibrillator, like the chirping of cicadas in summer!

"Wonderful! It's exactly like what's written in the book!"

"Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng might have this thing himself, otherwise he wouldn't be so realistic."

Zhou Qing's eyes widened a little. They could actually dance without electricity. He instantly had more admiration for the creativity and technology of the ancients.

(End of this chapter)