Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 43 On the Other Side of the Water

Pan Zi stared blankly, his eyes still glazed over. "Why...why is your face so pale? Did you drink fake alcohol?"

Zhang Wuxun was both amused and exasperated. He paid the bill, helped the person into the van, and took them back to the shop to be handed over to the employee.

After returning the van, Zhang Wuxun took a taxi back to school.

In this respect, the system was particularly considerate. Knowing that Zhang Wuxun did not like living together, it arranged a two-person dormitory for him. His roommate was a bookworm who loved studying. He spent all day either in the classroom or the library. Going back to the dormitory was like clocking in. The two of them barely spoke a few words to each other and were not familiar with each other.

When Zhang Wu returned to the dormitory, his roommate was not there.

After taking a shower, I sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and took out two small black and gold balls from my spatial storage and fiddled with them.

Although he drank quite a bit of alcohol, due to his constitution, the alcohol was treated as an invading toxin as soon as it entered his body. So no matter how much he drank, it was like drinking water. At most, he could only taste it, and it was impossible for him to get drunk.

The second black and gold ball was also something they couldn't do at the most crucial step.

The system seems to have truly gone into hibernation; it didn't respond even after I called it several times.

Zhang Wuxun sighed, put the ball back into his spatial storage, charged his phone, glanced at the time, and then went to sleep.

For the next period of time, Zhang Wuxun would occasionally go to the library to read books, occasionally go to the classroom to attend a class or two, and when he was really bored, he would go to Wu Shanju to play games with Wu Xiaoxie and listen to him tell some unofficial history, which was quite interesting.

About half a month later, Panzi called to say that all sixteen porcelain vases had been sold, and that he had also found out about the house he wanted. He invited him over for a meal and to look at the house while he was there.

Zhang Wuxun happened to be at Wushan Residence, so he invited Wu Xiaoxie to go there together.

After dinner, the three of them drove to a courtyard on Qingbo Street near the Qiantang River.

It's definitely retro enough. The gray bricks on the walls look quite old, the black tiles on the roof are neatly arranged, and the red lacquered wooden doors have just been renovated. There are two stone lions with embroidered balls on their feet standing at the entrance, which looks very grand.

The plaque reads "Li Mansion".

Zhang Wuxun blinked. "Brother Pan, are you sure this is the place?"

Pan Zi was also a little puzzled. He checked the address again and confirmed that it was indeed the right place.

Wu Xiaoxie circled the stone lion and looked it over, then sighed, "How could the owner be so foolish as to sell such a magnificent house?"

"Who cares?" Panzi stepped forward, grabbed the brass ring on the door, and knocked. "We'll find out once we go in."

When they knocked for the third time, someone answered from inside. A few moments later, the door opened from the inside, revealing a young woman dressed in a plain white cheongsam. She had a delicate face and gentle features. When she saw the people outside, she was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, revealing two adorable dimples at the corners of her mouth.

"You've come to see the house, haven't you? Please come in."

The three exchanged glances, and Zhang Wuxun nodded, taking the lead to step over the threshold and go inside.

Pan Zi and Wu Xiaoxie followed.

The young woman closed the door, turned around and gestured for them to enter, "Please come to the living room."

Unlike ancient courtyards, the house did not have winding corridors; the reception room was reached by simply turning a corner in the corridor.

The young woman poured tea for the three of them, then went back into the house to get a delicate wooden box. She unlocked it, took out a folded map, and handed it to Panzi.

"This is the floor plan of this house. Please take a look, bosses."

Pan Zi handed the map to Zhang Wuxun.

Zhang Wuxun glanced at it and then got up, intending to observe it in person.

A young woman led the way. From the gate to the front yard and then to the back yard, the total area was about seven or eight hundred square meters. There was a corridor, a rockery, a fish pond, a pavilion, east and west wing rooms, and a two-story main house with five bedrooms from top to bottom, plus two kitchens (one large and one small), two bathrooms, and two more rooms in the back yard, which were said to have been given to the servants to live in, but were now used as storerooms.

After looking around, Zhang Wuxun was generally satisfied. It was so spacious that even if Fatty and Brother Wu Xiaoxie moved the entire warehouse over, they could still fit in.

Seeing his interest, the young woman said, "Since you are so sincere about buying this house, I will tell you my requirements. This house was left to me by my grandfather. Back then, to escape the war, my grandfather moved abroad with his family. Although he survived, this ancestral home became a burden on his heart. He passed away from cancer a few years ago, and the land deed of this house was eventually handed over to me. I have my own business abroad, so I can't always take care of this place. Therefore, I was thinking of finding someone to sell it."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "I see that the young boss is a man of principle. If you really buy this house, I hope you can maintain it regularly. Minor alterations are fine, but please don't damage the original furnishings."

Seeing that Zhang Wuxun remained silent, she added, "The price is negotiable."

Zhang Wuxun smiled and said, "Alright, I quite like the original structure of this house. I don't have the time to renovate it. At most, I'll just find someone to reinforce it. You can rest assured about that."

The young woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "In that case, I'm relieved. The furniture inside is all made of good materials, and I've hired people to renovate the exterior walls, the gate, and the yard. How much do you think you can pay?"

After some haggling, they finally bought the entire house and land deed for a total of 4.5 million.

Before leaving, the young woman took down the plaque from the door and took it with her.

In fact, Zhang Wuxun felt he had actually made a profit.

Even if you were to own a house of this size in later generations for two or three hundred million, people might not necessarily sell it to you.

However, his wealth and extravagance made Wu Xiaoxie quite envious and jealous (not really), and he even tricked Zhang Wuxun out of three meals before he stopped.

The next few days involved changing mattresses, curtains, pots and pans, and a whole host of other things, all of which Zhang Wuxun personally selected.

The water in the fishpond in the front yard was changed, and more than twenty goldfish fry were bought to raise in it. Some lotus seeds were also sown, but I don't know if they will survive.

Zhang Wuxun also bought some money plants, lucky bamboo, money trees, asparagus ferns and the like to place in each room, and they looked quite decent.

The area above the main entrance had always been empty and looked unsightly, so Zhang Wuxun simply wrote four characters in cursive script and had a craftsman carve a plaque to hang up.

Later, Fatty Wang called him and asked him to go to Beijing, saying there was a small job for him.

Zhang Wuxun had nothing better to do, so he went along.

They descended three small tombs one after another, and the two of them split the loot equally. Zhang Wuxun put all the loot in front of Pan Zi and asked him to help sell it.

In addition, he had invested in more than a dozen companies with rapid growth momentum through his foresight. With shares and dividends, Zhang Wuxun's card had accumulated to nearly 600 million.

Hmm, lighting two more sky lanterns should be enough for Xiaotianzhen.

In the original storyline, how many hundred million did Xiaotianzhen spend on lighting the lamp? I think it was 260 million.

That won't do. He needs to earn more. That money is only enough for the naive boy to light two lamps for fun, not enough to show off.

Back in Hangzhou, I happily lazed around for a few days.

Zhang Wuxun felt he couldn't continue like this; he had to work hard to improve himself.

So he used his materialization ability to conjure an old, wrinkled notebook and began to organize the thoughts he still remembered.

Incidentally, after obtaining the basic materialization ability reward, Zhang Wuxun can now conjure some dangerous and sophisticated items, such as guns and bombs.

All fear stems from insufficient firepower. If we encounter a predicament again when going into tombs, we'll just blast them to smithereens.

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