Tomb Raider: Devour the blood at the beginning and evolve to the highest god

That's why Li Wenjie has just arrived here for the first time, and this gang camp seems to be a little famous.

The elders and folks in the village, the older girls and the younger daughter-in-law, looked at Li Wenjie with a trace of awe, as if.

It was like looking at the tiger-fighting hero Wu Song.

Huang Daxian was in the mountains, even the most powerful old hunter would not dare to act rashly, but now he let this young man kill so many.

their admiration.

It is beyond words.

"Beard, fat man, what should we do with these Huang Daxian corpses?" Yanzi asked.

The fat man said happily: "The little shopkeeper said that these yellow-skinned corpses should be a gift for everyone. This time, Yanzi, the little shopkeeper is here to help our village get rid of poverty and become rich."

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Chapter 13 The old branch secretary, the small shopkeeper in the capital went to the countryside to collect things [Kneel begging for flower evaluation tickets and monthly tickets v to collect! 】

"What?"

After Yanzi heard the words, she raised her ears and said, "Let us get rich? What is the way to get rich?"

The fat man looked apprehensively at the members of the archaeological team behind.

Then he said: "How long are these guys going to live in our village?"

"Oh."

"You talk about them." Yanzi said to himself: "The archaeological team from Kyoto, who developed Niuxin Mountain, probably just rested in the village and left after a while."

"That's good." Fatty nodded.

Although in this era, there are not as strict prohibitions as in later generations, but it would not be a good thing if the archaeological team knew about it.

The fat man intends to wait for these gangsters to leave before notifying the folks to prepare for their big event! '

Just then.

I saw an old man wrapped in a military overcoat, who was supported and ran over: "I heard that Baijing's doll is back."

"Old branch secretary!" The two Hu fat brothers hurried forward to support the old branch secretary and shouted.

Back then, the old branch secretary took care of the two brothers a lot when he jumped in line.

Therefore, when they saw the young and strong old branch secretary who had to be supported to walk now, the two Hu fat brothers felt sad for a while.

"Old party secretary, Lao Hu and I came back from Kyoto this time, and we also brought a small shopkeeper from Panjiayuan who specially brought the folks in our village to get rich." The fat man said with tears in his eyes.

Hu Bayi also squeezed the old party secretary's big rough hand, with mixed feelings.

The old branch secretary stretched his neck at this moment, wondering: "What? What is the kid doing? The kid is calling again?"

After seeing it.

The two Hu fat brothers were puzzled for a while.

kid?

It was Yanzi who sighed beside him, and then said quietly: "I was deaf after the bombing of the mountain in [-]."

Immediately after, he leaned into the ear of the old party secretary, and said loudly: "Little shopkeeper, not a little devil, the shopkeeper from the capital, very rich, and the one who made us rich."

"Oh, good good good good good good good good good good good good!" With tears in his eyes, the old branch secretary held Li Wenjie's hand and said, "The motherland has not forgotten our remote village. The villagers are too poor, and they are always looking forward to you."

Li Wenjie clenched the old branch secretary's big rough hand, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, and didn't know what to say for a while.

It was Yanzi who hurriedly said: "Why are you still standing here? I'll go and cook some delicious dishes for us tonight. Go to the kang."

"Beard, fat man, take your things here too, can you see the villain?" Yanzi said.

"Okay!" Hu Bayi and the fat man nodded quickly, and then carried the black and white TV, and entered the village committee with the old knowledge.

Village committee.

Said to be the village committee, it can be regarded as the richest place in the whole village.

But in fact, the house was completely bare, with waxy newspapers pasted on the walls, firewood was burning under a pit, and a flashlight was placed on the table.

It is the most technological thing in the whole village.

It's really unimaginable.

Professor Chen and other members of the archaeological team saw that the villagers were welcoming Brother Hu Fat, as well as Li Wenjie and others, so they took the young and old to have a quick meal in the village.

Then he quickly cleared the way and went to Niuxin Mountain to explore the ancient tomb.

Temporarily press them off the table.

Let's just say that Li Wenjie and others were sitting cross-legged on the kang at this time, and the table was also placed on the top of the kang, with a few plates of side dishes and a few jugs of wine on it.

Hu fat two brothers.

Even with a black and white TV set, it is a pity that there is no electricity in the village.

What a waste of time.

It made the two brothers also look remorseful.

While drinking, Li Wenjie asked Hu Pang and his brothers to tell the old party secretary their intention of going to the countryside to collect antiques, while he casually looked around in the old party secretary's house.

The archaeological team has not started yet.

In the house of the old branch secretary, the stone that pressed the pickle jar turned out to be a stone tablet from the Liao Dynasty. The drinking bowls were all made of blue and white porcelain, and there were some scattered ancient coins.

Li Wenjie swept it casually.

They are all Daliao Tongbao.

There is something, it's not in vain.

The Niuxinshan ancient tomb, which covers Yulian in Nine Dragons, was actually cracked long before the Tangshan Earthquake in [-].

Nine huge waterfalls often washed out some funerary objects in the ancient tomb.

Including porcelain bowls, ancient coins of Daliao Tongbao and so on.

People who often live in this area have a few pieces of these things in their homes, or they are table legs, or they are simply used as bowls for food.

These china bowls or something.

Li Wenjie took a rough look and found that it should be blue and white porcelain from the Song Dynasty, which is a valuable thing and well preserved.

Bringing this fineness to an antique store, it can sell for at least 8000 yuan.

Now he is left here as a guy who drinks and eats.

It really is

Hu Bayi, who was on the side, leaned over to Li Wenjie's side and said carefully, "Shopkeeper, the fat man is talking to the old branch secretary about collecting antiques."

"This porcelain bowl is also an old object, right?"

Li Wenjie glanced at Hu Bayi, then nodded and said: "The blue and white porcelain of the Song Dynasty, brought back to Panjiayuan, this number!"

Stretch out seven fingers.

"Seven hundred?"

"Seven thousand!"

"Hiss!" Hu Bayi took a deep breath, because he thought before that these antiques left by his ancestors would be very valuable, but he didn't expect them to be so valuable.

Just such a broken bowl.

seven thousand.

There are not many households outside, so how much does it cost.

Looking at Hu Bayi's shocking gaze, Li Wenjie smiled, then patted Hu Bayi's shoulder and said, "Old Hu, learn a little bit. In the antique business, you only play with this kind of eyesight, and you don't have this kind of eyesight."

"It's like this thing, the pearl is covered with dust, it's worthless in the old party secretary's house, but if I take it out, it's worth seven or eight thousand."

Hu Bayi took a deep breath, nodded, and then, as if mustering up his courage, he looked at Li Wenjie and said, "Shopkeeper, the folks are too poor. Can you give more of these things to the folks when you collect them?"

Although Hu Bayi is not an orthodox antique dealer.

But he also knows the rules of the antique business.

Buy low and sell high!

Don't look at the price of this thing as seven or eight thousand, but this is the price I sold it for, it's different, he doesn't think so.

Antique calligraphy and painting, soldiers never tire of cheating.

If I accept.

You have to fight for your eyesight. The old party secretary and others don't know how much these things are worth, plus the limitations of the current era.

Even if Li Wenjie talked about the blue and white porcelain of the Song Dynasty, it cost ten yuan.

Old branch books will also be sold.

why.

He doesn't understand!

In Panjiayuan, this is called tuition, and people like this who have no eyesight are called sticks!

After all, these folks watched themselves grow up, and now they are so poor, they can't even afford electricity, and there is no road, Hu Ba feels very sad.

It can only be a humble way of asking.

After hearing this, Li Wenjie smiled.

Hu Bayi was slightly disappointed, and then said: "Shopkeeper, I..."

But I heard Li Wenjie say: "Let's charge more, but the folks are in this poor and remote area, so it's useless to give more money. Why don't I help the folks build a road and connect electricity to traffic after I finish the collection?"

After hearing the words.

In Hu Bayi's eyes, a look suddenly appeared, and then he said with a smile: "The shopkeeper, no, Master Can!"