Rich Daddy, Don't Be Arrogant

Soon, the people fell to the ground.

Rong dai'er helped Luo Qingqing get up and asked, "are you okay?"

Luo Qingqing held her chest and said, "I didn't expect it to fall vertically, but it scared me to death!"

When she said this, there was an element of performance, because it didn't fall vertically, but passed through a soft slide to ensure that everyone was not injured.

When they got up from the ground, they found themselves in an antique house.

The house was spacious, with silky curtains hanging around it. There are many solid wood furniture, carved with complex patterns, scattered all over the room.

Li Mo said, "is the legend true? There is a wormhole in the flying tower. We have crossed to ancient times?"

Luo Qingqing looked around and said, "it's obvious. I just don't know what age it is?"

Rong dai'er went to a row of bookshelves and found a hand copied version of the anthology of Li Taibai. She said, "here is a hand copied version of Li Bai's poetry, which was copied with a brush. The paper is still very new. Is it the Tang Dynasty now?"

In ancient times, without advanced printing technology, the spread of poetry, songs and Fu was preserved by hand.

Rong dai'er turned over the book and said with a low smile, "it's just this word. I really don't dare to compliment. The ancients didn't write very well."

Li Mo said with a smile, "sister Rong, it's easy for you to offend a director!"

He meant that the book was just a prop, probably by a director.

Rong dai'er said with a smile: "the director was distracted. After all, the hand copied poetry should be very popular at that time."

Li Mo said with a smile, "just like my mother said, when she was a child, she copied the lyrics by hand. She copied several copies of those popular songs, and now she still keeps them like a baby!"

Zakar said with a smile, "that's the memory of youth!"

He stroked a harp with a bright light in his eyes: "this harp has too much texture and is obviously not a modern craft. The Phoenix beak seems to be inlaid with gold. Isn't it an antique?"

As a singer, he is familiar with musical instruments and has never seen the harp, but he has never seen such a simple and exquisite one!

Zheng shaokai went to one side of the wall and hung these swords with different lengths, widths and widths. No one else knows that Zheng shaokai has a special liking for ancient swords.

He couldn't help but take it down and weigh it in his hand. Then he took out his sword and took a sword flower. The light of Sen Han's sword made people feel cold.

Luo Qingqing held a Tang tri colored deer and loved it very much. She has a passion for hand-made pottery.

Almost all the cups and bowls in her house are designed and fired by herself.

Luo Qingqing was convinced by the bright colors and vivid shapes of the Tang Tri Color.

Luo Yanran was attracted by the beautiful hairpins on the table.

"Wow, it's so beautiful. It's a jade hairpin. It's crystal clear. It's made of gold. It's much more beautiful than it was used in filming! Isn't it an antique?"

Six people, except Li Mo, looked around and felt, the other five found what they liked and couldn't extricate themselves.

He turned to Rong dai'er again and couldn't help asking, "when you were at school, you didn't recite enough Tang poems, but you still read them with interest!"

Rong Daier excitedly showed him the cover of the book: "this is the detailed explanation of garment making!"

Li Mo asked, "clothes maker? Clothes maker?"

Rong dai'er nodded: "yes, this is a very precious material. It describes in detail the manufacturing technology of clothes in the Tang Dynasty, ranging from design to buckle and lace. I doubt that this is a cultural relic! It's not easy to preserve it for more than a thousand years!"