Chapter 31 >

do you say This thing is so precious, shouldn't we carry it out" Knowing the value of this ancient bell, a greedy thought arose in my mind.I thought to myself, “It’s better for me to take it out of...Looking back on that scene now, I feel a little embarrassed. After all, it's the modern age now, and burning incense, kowtowing, and swearing brotherhood oaths are outdated practices.

At that time, I was so excited that I couldn't contain myself. This is a change in a man's heart.

Three guys, fearless and bold, we let our imaginations run wild and started planning our own adventure.

All of Yao Yumen's warnings and Wang Bajiao's apprehensions were cast aside by us.

At that time, the three of us thought, let's go big.

I have to pry open that stone gate and see what's inside.

Later, Old Sun sold half of the bronze artifacts. He kept the other half, including the bronze bean with the inscription "Four Characters from Jiehou," and gave it all to Wang Butou. On the day we split the money, our group gathered together. Of course, Wang Butou didn't know about our three secret plans.

That was the first time I had ever seen so much money. It was all bundled in large plastic bags, with ten thousand yuan per stack, stacked very neatly.

Back then, we still used the fourth set of Renminbi, the kind with four heads and blue color for one hundred, a bundle of ten thousand, wrapped in white paper.

"Lao San, this is yours."

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"Boss, this is yours."

"Xiao Hong, this is for you and your little brothers. Thank you for all your hard work."

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A mole touched the plastic bag and smiled: "Thank you for taking care of my head."

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Wang nodded his head and looked at me as he pushed over a plastic bag. "Yúnfēng, you've put in a lot of effort since you started working here. This is yours. Don't think it's too little."

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Looking at the thick plastic bag, I swallowed nervously, "Put...put your head in this How many..."

130,000.

His words were very calm.

Now my hands are shaking even more.

I've never seen so much money before, and I didn't think I ever would.

"You haven't paid me back the fifty thousand I lent you yet."

"I'm going to open the bag and take the money."

"Oh, no need," he waved his hand, "For the first deal in your career, how can you give it to someone else It's bad luck. You keep it for now, we can talk about the 50,000 yuan later."

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He nodded without saying a word, and I accepted it.

This is my first pot of gold, just this single windfall could cover my uncle's farm stay income for three to four years!

Cats have their way, and rats have theirs.

I, Xiang Yunfeng, have made it!

As for the money that belonged to his second brother, Wang Bata said he would temporarily keep it for a year. If the person hadn't returned by then, he would hand it over to Sun Lao Da.

I was a bit curious about who bought our stuff, so I asked the boss later. The boss said the buyer was very mysterious, just some guy from Hong Kong.

"Running errands for someone, literally 'running to Hong Kong' as a slang term back then. They simply ran errands and acted as middlemen for buyers, the actual buyers wouldn't interact with us directly; the 'runners' handled everything."

This is because, back then, the laws in Hong Kong differed from those on the mainland. In Hong Kong, bronze wares could be openly auctioned legally. As a result, Christie's and Sotheby's headquarters were set up in Hong Kong at that time.

Back then, that area was the largest distribution hub for stolen artifacts in the country, without a doubt.

The first batch of people who made a fortune in China by dealing with antiques are all very familiar with Hong Kong, including those you often see on TV. Many of them I know personally. I don't mean to belittle them, but the fact is that those who became wealthy through this line of work generally don't have clean backgrounds.

After dividing the money, Wang was about to leave Shun De next. He asked us where we were going.

We, who are harboring ulterior motives, would naturally not tell the truth.ow, I could still see the path I had walked. Now, looking down, I can hardly see anything, it's all white and blurry.Time is passing by minute by minute, and I am getting scared.Now a big fog has sudd...