Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 1072 Cultural relics counterfeiting den
"Send a few alert people over to investigate." Yang Jun ordered.

"Yes, uncle."

Luo Xiaojun waved his hand, and two guards immediately walked over.

The appearance of strange buildings in the primitive deep forest is certainly unusual, so Yang Jun naturally needs to investigate in advance.

Moreover, there were dozens of children in the entire team, so he had to be careful.

A group of children couldn't help but get excited when they saw the adults nervous.

Especially boys, they have dreamed of martial arts since childhood and are eager to encounter such an occasion. Sun Xiaoguo and several older boys are already eager to try.

Yang Jun glanced at his son Yang Chengdao.

This little guy is much more mature and does not show enthusiasm like other children. Instead, he squats there and stares at the building in front of him.

When Yang Jun saw this, Lao Huai was very relieved.

After some training, my son became more mature and looked like he was capable of doing great things.

Yang Jun couldn't help but nodded secretly. If this continues, Yang Chengdao will definitely be qualified to take on the role of head of the family in the future.

Time is passing slowly.

Everyone was anxiously waiting for the investigators.

After about half an hour, the two guards came back.

"Reporting to the big boss, we found something strange ahead."

The guard reported to Yang Jun in a low voice.

"What's going on? Tell me carefully." Yang Jun said.

"Great leader."

The guard turned back and glanced at the row of hidden buildings on the mountain col, and then said: "If my guess is correct, this place should be a den for counterfeiting of cultural relics."

"We found a large amount of kaolin and various manufacturing materials in the periphery. In addition..."

"We also discovered that they actually had escorts, all equipped with homemade guns."

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Then, he turned back and asked Luo Xiaojun: "Is it profitable to fake cultural relics?"

Yang Jun also knows that cultural relics are valuable, but since he traveled to this world, he originally wanted to collect antiques and other things and keep them as family heirlooms in the future. However, after he was used to seeing cultural relics treated as trash, he gave up the idea in his heart.

The cultural relics in the past were not valuable. You could buy a bronzeware for a few yuan or even a few cents. The price was like giving it away for free.

Unexpectedly, only a few years have passed, and cultural relics have become valuable again?
When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he touched his nose with his hand in embarrassment.

"Uncle Master, cultural relics have become very valuable."

"You don't know how valuable this thing is. The price now is no longer what it was ten years ago."

"To be honest, my brother has been playing around with this stuff lately."

“There’s a saying I don’t know if you’ve heard of it. If you’re in this business, if you don’t open it for three years, if you open it, it will last for three generations.”

When Yang Jun heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

Then he said with a strange expression: "Could it be that this den belongs to your brother?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he waved his hands in a panic and said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"I understand my brother. It's okay to sneak around and fight, but it's not okay to let him do such a big thing."

Yang Jun snorted coldly when he heard this.

"Whether it's him or not, you'll know once you break this den."

Luo Xiaojun heard this and quickly stopped him.

"Uncle Master, we are just passing through, there is no need to take this risk, and there are so many children in the team, just in case..."

When Yang Jun heard this, he snorted coldly: "Is it possible that this den really belongs to your brother?"

"how is this possible?"

Luo Xiaojun had a wry smile on his face when he heard this.

If he continues to block it, I'm afraid this den of counterfeiting will not only belong to his brother, but also his brother's.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want."

Yang Jun suddenly looked serious and pointed at Yang Anbang and Ma Juzi.

"Anbang, Juzi, you and Anbang and the others will stay behind to be responsible for the safety of the children. The others will go down with me to raid this den."

Yang Jun asked Luo Xiaojun to prepare and went down to raid this counterfeiting den.

When Yang Anbang and the others heard this, they looked at each other.

"Brother, let us participate. We haven't done anything for many years and our hands are itchy."

"Yeah, brother, we finally got a chance. You can't let us just watch from the outside."

"That's right. Anbang and I are not weak in fighting. We can help you at least." Ma Juzi agreed.

When Yang Jun heard this, his face darkened.

"Didn't you hear what I said clearly?"

"Just stay if I ask you to stay. Where's all the nonsense?"

Even though Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi had served as guards for themselves before, they had not touched guns for a long time now, and their reflexes were definitely not as good as those of guards.

Besides, with so many children here, there must be someone to protect them.

"Yes, brother."

Seeing that Yang Jun was angry, several people did not dare to insist anymore and could only agree.

Yang Jun heard this, then turned back to Luo Xiaojun and said, "Leave some guys for them."

Upon hearing this, Luo Xiaojun took out a short gun from his waist and handed it over.

At the same time, the guards also handed over their short guns.

These guards of Yang Jun are usually equipped with at least a short gun and MP5 submachine gun. Even if they hand over the short guns, they still have submachine guns, and their firepower is not weak.

Besides, they are just a bunch of counterfeiters, so this little bit of firepower is enough.

"Uncle Master, you must stay."

Just as Yang Jun wanted to lead the team there, he was stopped by Luo Xiaojun.

Luo Xiaojun said: "I know you are very skilled, but you are not needed for this kind of thing."

"Don't use your identity to pressure me. Even if you say hell, I won't let you take risks."

When Yang Jun heard this, he thought for a moment, and the hand holding the gun shook slightly.

"That's all, I won't go. You guys should be careful."

"Yes, uncle."

When Luo Xiaojun saw that Yang Jun was doing good things, his face suddenly lit up.

He didn't dare to let anything happen to Yang Jun.

If something happens to Yang Jun, their group will not survive.

Seeing that Yang Jun did not insist on going, he was relieved.

As long as Yang Jun didn't go, he had nothing to worry about.

"Set off."

Luo Xiaojun roared in a low voice, and then walked towards the mountain col with more than a hundred guards holding his belt.

After they left, Yang Jun asked Yang Anguo, Ma Juzi and others to spread out and protect the child in the middle.

Several boys saw this and were eager to try. Their parents were so excited that they calmed down.

It took about ten minutes.

Suddenly a gunshot broke the silence in the deep primitive forest.

Immediately afterwards, there was another 'bang' sound, and then it was silent again.

Back and forth, in about five minutes, the battle was over.

When Yang Jun heard the gunfire ended, he knew that Luo Xiaojun had taken control of the situation.

At this time, the security guard came over to report.

"Boss, the situation is under control. Captain, please come over."

When Yang Jun heard this, he looked back at the children.

"Come on, kids, let me show you something."

This kind of opportunity comes only once in a lifetime, and it doesn’t matter if you let the children experience the scene. Hunting a thousand times is not as profound as the impact of one actual battle. Yang Jun asked Yang Anguo and others to protect the child, and then led the team in front and passed.

Arriving at that place, the terrain suddenly became wider.

It's much wider here than it looks from the outside.

Originally, outside, this place was covered by a patch of vegetation, but when I got closer, I saw that it was a paradise.

In the small valley, there are dozens of small wooden houses on both sides. Each wooden house is covered with vegetation. It is really difficult to find it if you don't pay attention.

"Uncle Master, everyone is under control."

Luo Xiaojun came up to them and pointed at the people lying in a row on the ground.

Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.

Then I looked in the direction of his finger and saw hundreds of people lying in a row on the ground.

It would be better to say that he was lying on the ground than being tied up.

For safety reasons, Luo Xiaojun tied up all the counterfeiters.

"Check it again, don't miss anything." Yang Jun said.

There are so many children here, so don't let anything happen. After all, these guys are desperadoes and they still have guns in their hands.

"Yes."

Luo Xiaojun responded.

Then he waved over a security guard and asked him to lead a careful search inside and out.

Yang Jun stood outside for a while, and then walked towards a larger wooden house.

Before I even got close, I smelled the smell of paint.

He frowned, then held his nose and walked in.

Upon entering, there are several large porcelain vats filled with green and copper-colored liquid.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, and Yang Jun pinched his nose and walked in.

"Uncle Master, these are the cultural relics they made."

Luo Xiaojun pointed to a row of large and small cauldrons placed in the corner.

Yang Jun heard this and walked over.

He kicked it with his foot, and a half-sized cauldron immediately rolled up.

Then, he bent down and picked up an incense burner from the ground and looked at it.

It is stained with rust and still reveals the glory of its long history.

Yang Jun looked left and right for a while, unable to distinguish the true from the false.

"Xiaojun."

"Uncle Master."

Yang Jun pointed to the incense burner and said, "You said this thing can't be real, right?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he looked at Yang Jun with a constipated expression.

"Uncle Master, this is a high-cost den, how can there be a real guy?"

"I've heard people say that the premise of fraud is to have a real person as a reference. Maybe there is a real person in these things."

Luo Xiaojun's mouth twitched after hearing this.

He looked at Yang Jun as if he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

"Uncle Master, you are also a big leader after all. You have seen the world, how could you..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, a dog can't spit out ivory."

Yang Jun knew that he would not say anything nice next, so he interrupted.

However, after finishing speaking, he tilted his head and said, "Tell me the truth, does this den belong to your brother?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he said with a mournful face: "Uncle, my dear uncle, do I need to lie to you?"

"There's no one else here. If this really belongs to my brother, I can just plead with you. Is there any need to go to war?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he sneered and said, "Are you very brave? Do you think I will agree if you ask for mercy?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he immediately stopped talking.

Seeing this, Yang Jun suddenly said sternly: "Whether this den belongs to your brother or not, tell your brother that you are not allowed to touch this thing in the future. If you let me know that he uses fake goods to deceive people again, don't blame me for sending him in with my own hands?"

When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he immediately stood up straight with his legs.

"Yes, uncle."

"I will make my brother change his ways later."

When Yang Jun heard this, his expression softened a lot.

"Xiaojun, I'm not blocking your brother's financial path, but..."

"Uncle, please stop talking. I understand the reason. You are doing this for the best of our family."

Luo Xiaojun said with red eyes: "Originally I didn't approve of my brother doing this, but I just took this opportunity to let him change his ways."

Yang Jun: "That's good, as long as you understand."

After saying that, Yang Jun sighed and said: "If you follow me, you won't be short of money at all. We don't need to involve ourselves just because of this little money, do you hear me?"

"I understand, uncle."

When Yang Jun heard this, he sighed, then lowered his head and walked out of the cabin.

He went to look at other cabins and found them immediately in a mess.

Some of these cabins are used as dormitories for counterfeit workers, some are used as warehouses, and more are used for counterfeiting.

It's quite complete inside, with a burning stove, a place for making things old, and colorful and messy paints.

Yang Jun was also very sad when he saw it.

Counterfeiting is not easy and requires very strong professional knowledge.

Some of the people controlled were just ordinary workers, while others were skilled painters, and after interrogation, it turned out that there was a university history professor among them.

It seems that this professor is their consultant in making fake products.

Yang Jun did not expect that university professors would also participate.

Hey, it’s true that people die for wealth and birds die for food.

Yang Jun walked around the wooden houses before coming outside.

There are big rice dumplings tied on the ground, looking like crabs waiting to be steamed in a pot.

A group of children were milling about in various wooden houses, watching all this with wonder.

Yang Jun glanced around and found that his sons Yang Chengdao and Sun Xiaoguo were questioning a counterfeit worker.

"Hey, how much money can you make from counterfeiting in a month?"

Sun Xiaoguo asked, lying on the ground with his butt sticking out.

The worker was tied up like a big crab and his face turned red from suppressing his emotions. However, when faced with the child's questions, he could only endure the discomfort and answer.

"It's not much, only seven or eight hundred yuan a month."

"Oh, so many?"

Sun Xiaoguo licked his lips and said, "More than my pocket money."

When Yang Chengdao heard this, he chuckled and said, "That's because your father is stingy."

Sun Xiaoguo chuckled and said, "Who says it's not the case? If I had a father like you, I would laugh out of my dreams."

"Who can be like you and easily lose 500 million yuan, and in the end, nothing happened? Hey, it's so irritating that people are so different from each other."

When Yang Chengdao heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

"Sun Xiaoguo, you don't want to open a certain pot, right?"

"This happened in the past. I already knew I was wrong. My parents didn't blame me, but you still fell in love with me. Who are you?"

Hearing this, Sun Xiaoguo scratched his head and chuckled, "Hey, I don't mean anything else. I just envy you for having so much money."

After finishing speaking, he continued: "Besides, with my brain, I can't think so much. Don't think too much."

"Humph!"

Yang Chengdao said: "You have a brain like your father's. Your brain is full of mush and you can't even wake up for a day."

Yang Chengdao and Sun Xiaoguo did not see Yang Jun and Sun Zhaocai standing behind them.

At this time, Sun Zhaocai stood there with a black line on his face and an unhappy look on his face.