"Where did that person run off to?" Just as Gu Mian's words had not yet finished, a voice came from not far away, it was the man with a ferocious face who had bumped into her.
The old man with the surname Huang was so frightened that he shuddered all over and immediately covered Gu Mian's mouth with his hand.
Gu Mei was also very obedient and did not struggle after being covered by the old man surnamed Huang, allowing him to pull her behind the storage room to hide.
The old man saw that Gu Mian didn't make a sound, so he quickly let go of his hand and gestured for him to be quiet.
Gu Meng nodded, indicating her understanding.
"Go take a look over there, search carefully." The man with the fierce expression began directing others to search everywhere, including two who seemed to be heading towards where Gu Mian and the old man were hiding.
"Come here." The old man beckoned to Gu Mian, lowered his body and moved to the corner of the wall, quickly moving away some debris, revealing a large hole.
That big hole was just enough for one person to drill through. Before that, because it was blocked, Gu Mei hadn't noticed at all that there was such a large hole here.
The old man with the surname Huang didn't say much either, he directly pointed at the big hole and gestured for Gu Mian to hurry up and drill out.
Gu Mian's mind was listening to the approaching footsteps, and he thought again about the cigarette case that had accidentally fallen into the old man's pocket. In the end, he still followed the old man's intention and crawled out from the big hole.
She thought she had lived for twenty years, but it was her first time doing something like this!
Old Mr. Huang followed after Gu Mian drilled out, and in the process, he didn't forget to pull things over to cover the entrance of the hole. After exiting the hole, he also pushed a box from outside to block the entrance.
Gu Meng saw a motorcycle parked outside the cave entrance and couldn't help but look at the old man in surprise. Was this also prepared by the old man?
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As expected, just like Gu Mian had guessed, after blocking the hole, the old man walked directly to the motorcycle parked on the side, got on it quickly, took out the key and was about to leave.
They all chased to here, the cigarette case hasn't been returned yet, it's impossible to let the old man leave like this. Hurriedly rushed over, grabbed the old man's hand and said: "Old uncle, my cigarette case that I just bought at the street stall accidentally fell into your bag, can you please return it to me?"
"Ah!" The old man with the surname Huang slapped his forehead. It seemed that he had only just recognized Gu Mian: "No wonder I said how a little girl happened to be hiding here, it seems that the old man who collected scraps told you. But did you drop something in my place? I didn't even notice."
The old man with the surname Huang recognized that Gu Mei was the same little girl who had been searching for something at the street stall before, and he didn't suspect anything else. He quickly opened the bag he had been tightly holding in his hand and started rummaging through it rapidly.
There were just too many things in the bag. He rummaged through it for a while but couldn't find anything, and instead heard the voice of that fierce-looking big man from inside the wall again, as if asking someone to check the pile of miscellaneous items.
The old man was suddenly frightened. A trembling hand holding a bag almost fell to the ground.
"Hurry up, hurry up! There's no time for that now, get on the bike!" The old man waved his hand at Gu Mian and started the motorcycle.
"There's a hole here. Hurry up and push things open!" At this time, another voice came from inside the wall.
There was no time for Gu Mian to think much. Without saying a word, he jumped onto the old man's motorcycle and as soon as he sat down, the motorcycle shot out with a whooshing sound, scaring Gu Mian into quickly grabbing onto the old man's clothes in front of him to avoid being thrown off.
Sitting on a motorcycle driven by an old man, Gu Mei felt the thrill of speeding for the first time, which really stimulated her heart. Because it was too fast, Gu Mei couldn't even speak and didn't dare to face forward directly, she could only lean to one side. Otherwise, breathing would be very difficult.
The old man seemed to be afraid that someone would catch up from behind, so he kept accelerating until he reached the highway where there were more cars and then slowed down a bit.
When the motorcycle finally stopped, Gu Mei felt that her two legs were trembling unconsciously.
"We finally didn't get caught. [It's super good]" The old man let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Gu Mian who was somewhat pale and weak. He couldn't help but shake his head: "Little girl usually lacks exercise, needs to move more often. Ah right, what was that thing you said fell into my pocket?"
"It's a metal foreign cigarette case." Gu Ming said to the old man after taking a few deep breaths.
"Oh, I know." The old man seemed to have thought of something and quickly rummaged through his own bag.
Gu Mei glanced over and found that the old man's bag really did have a lot of things stuffed into it, all jumbled together in a mess. No wonder she couldn't find her cigarette case earlier.
"Found it, is this it?" The old man's face lit up with joy, and he pulled out a small box from his bag and handed it to Gu Mian.
"It's this one!"
"Hmm, this is a good thing!" The old man touched the cigarette case and looked at the floral pattern and English letters on the back.
"Does Old Man know about this?" Gu Mian asked curiously, taking the cigarette box from the old man's hand.
The old man nodded, pointing to the pattern on the back of the cigarette case: "Although some dirty things are covering it up, I can still recognize that this should be the British royal coat of arms. If cleaned up, you should be able to clearly see the patterns representing the British royal family, including lions, unicorns and the king's crown. This cigarette case doesn't look like silver, open it up and take a look, there should be ingredient labels inside."
Gu Mei nodded, following the old man's instructions to open the cigarette box. Previously, she had felt a warmth in her left hand that confirmed the cigarette box was an antique, and she had been eager to buy it quickly without taking the time to examine it closely.
"It really exists! But what does this mean?" Gu Meng raised her head and looked at the old man with a puzzled expression.
The cigarette pack in her hand had two capital letters "FE" printed on the top part, followed by a 90-degree rotated "9", with three digits "375" next to it, and a small lowercase letter "a" after the numbers.
Old Mr. Huang took a look, patted his thigh and asked Gu Mian: "How much did you pay for this cigarette case from that old man who collects scraps?"
"500 yuan." Gu Mian replied honestly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. That old man really got ripped off! Little girl, I told you your taste isn't bad, spending only 500 yuan to buy something this good is a real shame. I looked for half a day and couldn't find one that caught my eye." Old Man Huang's face was filled with regret, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he continued: "The back of the cigarette case has the national emblem engraved on it, it's very likely that it was given as a national gift to someone at the time. After all, members of the royal family have various private emblems they can use, using the national emblem instead would only confuse things and make it unclear who it was for."
"National gift?" Gu Ming stared at the cigarette box in his hand, somewhat intimidated by the old man's words.
"I'm just saying it's very likely, anyway, the back has a British royal crest, so it's definitely not something made by ordinary people for their own use. The 'fe' on top is 'ds', which might be the name of a London silversmith or an importer, I'm not entirely sure about that. But the numbers at the back clearly indicate that this cigarette case is made of 9k gold with a purity of 37.5%."
"This cigarette case is gold-plated. No wonder it looks golden." Gu Meng had mostly come into contact with domestic cultural relics, and knew very little about foreign antiques, let alone small items like cigarette cases. If the old man hadn't explained, she would still be in the dark.
All she knew was that according to the old man's words. She spent 500 yuan on this cigarette box, and for the possibility that it might be given as a national gift to others, it was absolutely worth it.
"This cigarette pack seems to have some problem, take a look at the connection between the lid and the body of the box." The old man pointed with his eyebrows furrowed.
Gu Xiang brought the cigarette box in front of her eyes and examined it carefully, and indeed found that there was a problem with the connection between the lid and the body of the box. She didn't know if it had come loose or what, but it felt a bit shaky.
"It seems like it's loose..." Gu Ming muttered.
"Let me take a look for you." The old man said, stretching his neck.
Gu Mei didn't think much and directly handed the cigarette box to the old man.
The old man took out a pair of black-framed glasses from his pocket and carefully examined the cigarette case: "The connection seems to be loose, it needs to be repaired. Can you fix it?"
Gu Mei shook her head. She was good at appraisal and identification, but repair work wasn't her strong suit.
The old man touched the front of the box where the chewing gum was covering, and raised an eyebrow. He looked at Gu Mian with interest and said: "If you're willing, let me help you fix it, how about that?"
"Can this old man fix it?" Gu Mian looked at the old man uncertainly.
"I'll not only fix this, but I'll also remove the chewing gum on top with the fastest method and guarantee that it won't scratch the box at all." The old man looked at Gu Mian with satisfaction.
Gu Mei's interest was piqued, and she had been worried about this before. After returning home, she wondered what method she could use to completely clean up the chewing gum without damaging the cigarette box. That sticky stuff is not easy to clean, if you use too little force, it won't come off, but if you use too much force, you might damage the cigarette box.
"My home is not far from here, if you're willing, come with me. If you're not at ease, just pretend I didn't say anything." The old man saw that Gu Mian seemed hesitant and thought of how he had suddenly offered to help fix the cigarette case, which couldn't help but raise suspicions of ulterior motives.
Gu Meng looked the old man up and down, recalling the scene of them picking things together at the street stall in the flower and bird market. Although there were some unknown people chasing after the old man, those people didn't seem to be good guys, on the contrary, Gu Meng felt that this old man shouldn't be a bad person either.
"Then trouble the old man." After all, Gu Mei decided to believe her intuition a little, this old man seemed to know something about cigarette boxes, maybe she could get more useful information.
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