Zhao Xueyi helplessly shook his head. "That's what I told him too, but I don't know who this kid takes after. Sometimes he complains to me that he can't take it anymore, but when I tell him to break up, he refuses. They really are a case of two peas in a pod!"
Hearing this, Zhu Dafu suddenly burst out laughing, which puzzled Zhao Xueyi. "What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong?"
Zhu Dafu laughed. "I just find it funny. You said your son is one half of the pair of peas. Then what does that make you?"
"Uh..." Zhao Xueyi was stunned by the remark, and everyone else couldn't help laughing too.
After a moment, Zhao Xueyi pointed at Zhu Dafu and laughed. "I say, Old Zhu, I'm already in this state, and you still talk like that? Don't you have any sympathy?"
"Eh..."
Just as Zhu Dafu was about to speak, Chu Chen, who was taking the Tianqing clay out of the drawer, suddenly let out a soft cry of surprise.
Seeing Chu Chen staring into the drawer in astonishment, Uncle Wu curiously leaned over and asked, "Xiao Chen, did you find something?"
Chu Chen pointed at the bottom of the drawer. "You'll know when you look."
At his words, everyone hurriedly looked over. A row of characters was carved into the bottom of the drawer, but Chu Chen couldn't understand what they meant.
Yuan Hongjian asked in surprise, "Teacher Chu, what kind of characters are these?"
Chu Chen replied, "They should be Qiyi characters, but I'm not sure what they mean."
Yuan Hongjian looked puzzled. "Qiyi characters? What kind of characters are those?"
Chu Chen explained, "Qiyi characters were one of the Six Scripts during Wang Mang's reign. They were six officially prescribed scripts