There are tombs from the Ming Dynasty under the Rose Garden in the South District, and many priceless antiques are buried.

A foundation-laying foreman dug out a seal and sold it for more than 200,000 yuan!

A big boss from the south planned to spend a lot of money to buy the entire rose development museum...

Within two days, such news spread almost throughout Peng City.

At this moment, Wu Bei, who was the initiator, was leisurely tasting tea and snacks in the villa.

"Brother, Xue Guoqiang looks for you, and he looks very anxious."

As soon as a piece of dim sum was delivered to his mouth, Wang Shun pushed the door and walked in.

"I'm anxious? Then let him wait a little longer and say I'm meeting."

Wu Bei chewed slowly, and seemed very slow.

"Brother Wu, I don't understand what we are doing. What is the purpose of this operation? Are you planning to sell the rose garden to Xue Guoqiang at a high price?"

Wang Shun asked a curious question.

"How much money can he have? It's better for us to keep it and wait for the promotion slowly, but he is indeed a very important springboard. This person not only knows a little about antiques, but also knows the head of the Cultural Relics Bureau. Some words he says, don't we promote it more credible."

Wu Bei's light response.

"Ah? How did you know?"

Wang Shun asked again immediately.

"Do you still remember that we sent the drunk Xue Guoqiang home some time ago? On the way, he not only talked about a lot of things with me, he had a lot of relationships with the cultural relics protection unit, but also took me to his collection room to take a look. There were indeed many old objects. I also saw a photo of him and the leaders of the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau in his living room."

Wu Bei saved half a cup of tea for himself and said with a smile.

"I understand. Do you want to spread the news that there is an ancient tomb underground in our Rose Garden through Xue Guoqiang's mouth? In this way, the relevant units will definitely contact us to excavate and research, and the land in our house will appreciate instantly!"

Wang Shun grinned after realizing it.

"This is one of the reasons. Rose Garden is very important. It is more important for us to establish relationships with various local departments. If you want to survive, you must rely on something, and your backer will not fall from the sky. You have to learn to take advantage of the situation."

Wu Bei patiently explained the reason.

Everything is not owned by me, but it is used by me. This is what Zhao Nianxia said, and the person who taught her is definitely her very extraordinary father.

After drinking two pots of tea, Wu Bei signaled Wang Shun to bring Xue Guoqiang over.

"Brother, you're all angry. Why do you still have the intention to taste tea and discuss the truth? I asked you to collect that seal from the young foreman before, why don't you do it? Now, there are ancient tombs in the Rose Garden in the whole city of Peng."

Before he could sit down his butt, Xue Guoqiang said anxiously.

"Just pass it on. It's not true anyway. I don't believe that I'm so lucky. I can catch a dead grave if I buy a piece of land."

Wu Bei rolled his eyes and curled his lips.

"What kind of dead grave is it? It's the governor's tomb, a serious cultural relic. I have read a lot of historical materials in the past few days. It may be really not groundless to have a tomb under the rose garden. Listen to me, and now we will stop laying the foundation. Let's find a professional team to investigate. If it is confirmed that the below is really an ancient tomb, then you will be completely developed."

Xue Guoqiang patted his thighs and said with saliva flying.

"Make a fortune? Is it worth the money I buy?"

Wu Beiman snorted indifferently.

"The money for buying land? That's all. If you can dig out a decent treasure underground, you will make more than ten times or twenty times."

Xue Guoqiang clenched his mouth tightly and looked extremely serious.

"Damn it! Is it true or false?"

Wu Bei jumped up in surprise.

"When did I cheat you, I believe me. Even if I don't have a particularly valuable treasure, it is very valuable to just confirm that there are ancient tombs from the Ming Dynasty under the rose garden. Those leaders in Peng City must not spend huge sums of money to build a tourist holy land. At that time, the ownership of the land will be you. You can calculate how much profit you can generate in the middle."

Xue Guoqiang analyzed in a deep voice.

"Okay, that's great, hey, not right."

Wu Bei first jumped around with his hands and feet, then pulled down his face and shook his head: "Brother Xue, we don't know the talented people in this area. Those who do historical relics are not as scattered as the labor market. They are like migrant workers building walls. Where can we find them?"

"What am I supposed to be? Is this a matter? Isn't it a brother? I've made a group of such friends over the years, whether it's from Pengcheng Cultural Relics Bureau, an antique shop in the old street, or a cultural relics protection unit in the province. I have friends everywhere. What you have to do now is to stop letting the workers dig around and protect the scene. I'll arrange the rest."

Xue Guoqiang slapped his chest a few times, and he made a sure guarantee.

Half an hour later, he saw off the extremely excited Xue Guoqiang, and Wu Bei wandered around to the room where Zhang Xiaohua was on the second floor.

As soon as he opened the door, the pungent smell was so hot that he sneezes several times. Looking at the large number of utensils on his desk that seemed to be doing chemical experiments while studying, Wu Bei covered his nose and asked in a muffled voice: "Brother, are you cooking urine in the house?"

"Hehe, it's true! The horse urine old method is not very advanced, but it is very effective."

Zhang Xiaohua with a mask slighted her head and asked Wu Bei to enter the house at the same time.

Resisting the smell of suffocation, Wu Bei came to Zhang Xiaohua curiously, and then saw him scooping up a spoon from a pot of burnt liquid boiled by an alcohol lamp and pouring it onto a brand new silver cup next to it.

A miracle happened, and the speed visible to the naked eye of the silver cup became dark, which directly added a bit of the old feeling after the baptism of the era.

"One spoonful of clear, two spoonfuls of brightness, three spoonfuls of 4 spoons to Han and Qin!"

While pouring cooked horse urine on the silver cup, Zhang Xiaohua explained with interest.

"Niu Bi!"

Wu Bei praised it sincerely, and then confused: "Brother, it's logical that you have this skill and shouldn't be poor. I have been entangled with us repeatedly and rented your warehouse. What's the reason..."
Chapter completed!