"Good people usually have very bad consciences!" Wang Guan said with a smile.

"Don't be joking." Peng Cheng rolled his eyes and said, "I'm just curious, I have no other intention."

"I know you are curious, but those who don't know must think that you also want to rob the tomb. However, you can rob the tomb if you want, I don't care." Wang Guan said with a smile: "Anyway, you have to think carefully, this is the territory of your Pengjia Village.

In these mountains and plains, there may be ancestors buried many generations ago, so don’t dig your own graves.”

"Go away." Peng Cheng snorted: "You know I am a law-abiding citizen, how could I do such a shady thing?"

"Okay, no more joking."

Wang Guan smiled, folded the Luoyang shovel and put it in his backpack, beckoning: "Let's go, go down and say goodbye to your uncles and brothers, and remind them that it's time to go back."

"Okay." Peng Cheng nodded.

After a while, the two of them went down the mountain, and Peng Cheng went to say goodbye. Wang Guan packed up the little red books and comic strips, tied them up again, and put them into a big box. When Peng Cheng came back, the two of them worked together to carry the two big boxes to

Put the trunk in the car.

At this time, Peng Cheng pointed to the backpack and asked: "What should I do with this thing?"

"Take it back and find a scrap metal buying station to sell the steel pipe." Wang Guan suggested: "As for the shovel head, smash it and sell it to avoid some people making random decisions."

"Do some of you mean me?"

"I didn't say anything to you, it's because you admitted it with a guilty conscience..."

Amid laughter, Wang Guan drove quickly out of the mountain village. When he came to the county-level highway, he drove away at lightning speed.

When we came out of the mountain village, it was already after four o'clock and close to five o'clock in the afternoon. By the time we passed the county seat of Pengze and arrived in the urban area of ​​Jiangzhou, the sky was already a bit dark.

At this time, Wang Guan's driving speed slowed down. At the same time, he pressed the window and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"Wang Guan, what's wrong?" Peng Cheng asked curiously.

"Looking for a place to stay," Wang Guan said casually. He also found a hotel that looked good and drove away slowly.

"Why do you want to stay overnight?" Peng Cheng asked in surprise: "Isn't it better to go back directly? It will only take more than two hours at most. It's only ** o'clock when we go back. It's just in time to have a midnight snack."

"There is also an antique shop in Jiangzhou. I will take you there tomorrow morning to sell the red sandalwood lotus leaf offering plate, so that you will not know if you come here by yourself and get tricked." Wang Guan smiled lightly and said: "As for those Little Red Book comics, Jiang

The prefecture market is too small and not many people are interested, so you'd better go to the provincial capital to sell it. The price is the same anyway, it doesn't matter if it's more or less."

"Of course, if you want to treat the red sandalwood offering plate as a family heirloom and don't want to sell it, then forget it."

"Who says you don't want to take action?"

Peng Cheng became anxious upon hearing this, and nodded quickly: "Sell it. I'll sell it tomorrow, and I'll live here tonight."

Wang Guan smiled and knew that this was the result. He immediately went to the hotel to stay and called home to explain the situation. However, when he heard the noise coming from his father's cell phone, he knew that those people had not left. I guess his father was very anxious now.

I'm afraid I don't even know what I'm talking about.

Feeling that the situation was developing in the direction he expected, Wang Guan felt comfortable and turned around to greet Peng Cheng for dinner. Unexpectedly, he was also on the phone, but the sound sounded like he was chatting privately with his girlfriend...

Wang Guan waited patiently. It was not until half an hour later that he saw Peng hang up the phone reluctantly, then walked over with a smile on his face, patted his chest boldly and said: "Come on, let's go eat, I'll treat you."

"It must be your invitation. I remember there seems to be a Jinding Hotel in the city. It seems to be a legendary five-star hotel. Why not go there and have a meal." Wang Guan said with a smile.

"Hey, you are robbing..." Peng Cheng said in shock: "If you go there to have a meal, you won't even have enough money to eat if you sell me."

"The fat you have is not as expensive as pork. It's really not worth much."

"roll……"

Naturally, Wang Guan didn't really want to have a big meal, so he and Peng Cheng found a small restaurant, settled down for dinner, and then returned to the hotel. After a tiring day today, the two of them felt tired. After chatting for a while, they took a shower separately.

sleep.

The next morning, Wang Guan was still in bed but was woken up by Peng Cheng. After lazily washing up and eating some breakfast, he finally woke up. Then, at Peng Cheng's urging, Wang Guan drove him

Came to the antique market in Jiangzhou.

Compared with the antique city in the provincial capital, the scale of this antique market is much smaller. However, the strength of these antique shops cannot be underestimated. If you dare to open such a shop, you must have one or two items. Moreover,

The two of them came here this time not to buy things, but to sell things, and they didn't care about the size of these antique shops.

At the right time, the two of them walked around the antique market, found an antique store with the largest store, and went straight in.

"Two little brothers..."

At this time, the shopkeeper was reading the newspaper boredly. When he noticed that a customer had arrived, he quickly stood up to greet him.

"Hello, boss." Wang Guan smiled and said straight to the point: "Are you collecting things?"

When the shop owner heard this, he frowned and the smile on his face dropped. His attitude was not so enthusiastic, but he still nodded and said: "Come on, if you have anything, show it to me. If it's good, I can buy it at a high price."

"

"The red sandalwood lotus leaf offering plate from the Qing Dynasty is in perfect condition..."

At this point, Wang Guan paused and asked: "Boss, can you eat such a thing?"

"Rosewood?"

A flash of surprise flashed across the shopkeeper's eyes, and he even looked a little happy. At the same time, he was also very skeptical and said: "Is it really red sandalwood?"

"Brother, if the boss doesn't believe it, bring something out and ask him to open his eyes." Wang Guan chuckled.

"Get it right, don't make a mistake." At this time, Peng Cheng carefully took out the red sandalwood offering plate from his bag and handed it over. On the surface, he looked calm, but in fact he was a little nervous.

"As long as it's true, it can't be wrong." The shopkeeper said, casually taking the red sandalwood plate and looking at it.

Since he dared to open a shop, the shop owner still had basic eyesight. After careful observation for a moment, he was sure that this was genuine red sandalwood. After that, he took some water from the water dispenser next to him and wiped it on the offering plate.

The deep color and texture of red sandalwood are more obvious, giving it an indescribable sense of beauty.

At that moment, the shop owner was sure, and he was a little happy, but he didn't show it on his face. He just nodded lightly and said: "Well, it looks good, it's really rosewood, but..."

The shopkeeper was trying to find bones in the eggs, so he could disparage the red sandalwood offering plate so that he could buy it at a low price.

However, Wang Guan did not give him this opportunity and interrupted: "Boss, stop talking nonsense. I'll leave the things here. Do you want them?"

"Uh..." The shop owner swallowed back what he said and almost lost his breath. He finally recovered and nodded slowly: "If you want to sell it, I will accept it. But this thing..."

"Just accept it, just quote a price." Wang Guan seemed stunned and continued to interrupt: "We don't want much, just give us one or two million."

"One or two million?" The shop owner was dumbfounded.

"That's right." A smile flashed across Wang Guan's eyes, but he said in a serious tone: "Boss, don't fool us as laymen, we know how valuable every inch of sand is. Look at how big this offering is, at least seven

Eight inches, which is equivalent to seven or eight taels of gold..."

"Seven or eighty taels of gold is simply impossible."

Now, it was the shopkeeper's turn to angrily interrupt Wang Guan: "These are two different things, different concepts."

"Then how much did you say?" Wang Guan asked.

"Twenty..." The shopkeeper subconsciously quoted a minimum price, but regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. He hurriedly said: "Looking at how old your offering plate is, and the color is not pure, it could be worth tens of thousands at most."

"Boss, you are not kind."

At the right moment, Wang Guan chuckled and said, "I just said three hundred thousand, why did I suddenly change my words?"

However, at this time, the shop owner was not fooled anymore. He just turned his head and looked at Wang Guan, and suddenly smiled and said: "Little brother, you seem to be deceiving me."

"Boss, are you telling lies with your eyes open?" Wang Guan said with a smile: "If you have a red sandalwood offering worth tens of thousands of yuan, sell it to me directly."

"Haha..." The shop owner did not feel embarrassed and continued to look at the red sandalwood offering plate. After a while, he raised his head and said, "Little brother, we don't need to test each other anymore. Although this thing is good, it is definitely not worth one or two million.

"

"What about three hundred thousand?" Wang Guan smiled and said, "Can the boss accept this price?"

"No." The shop owner shook his head without hesitation, and then quoted a price: "Up to two hundred thousand."

After all, if you open a business, you must make a profit. If you spend 300,000 yuan to buy this red sandalwood offer, there will not be much residual value at all.

"Then it's two hundred and eighty thousand." Wang Guan took a step back and reminded tactfully: "Boss, you can't be too greedy. You must know that the antique market is not just your store. If it doesn't work, the most we can do is run another one.

Let’s go to the provincial capital to try our luck.”

The shop owner hesitated, his eyes were confused for a moment, and then he said: "Two hundred and fifty thousand, my shop is also a small business, and I don't have much liquidity. I hope my little brother can enjoy the meal."

"What do you think?" Wang Guan turned around and asked.

"Sell it." Peng Cheng said flatly. In fact, he also knew that if he took the things and sold them in the provincial capital, the price would definitely be higher, but he couldn't wait any longer. He would feel at ease only when he got the money.

"Boss, we..." Wang Guancai planned to ask the shop owner to transfer the money.

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" outside the door, followed by a sharp siren.

"what happened?"

Everyone was a little surprised and went out to watch with some curiosity. At a glance, Wang Guan's expression changed, and he saw that his car parked nearby had been smashed, and the glass of the car window was all broken to the ground.

"x, who did this!"

Peng Cheng was stunned for a moment, then cursed angrily and rushed forward to catch the man who smashed the car.

"Extreme joy brings sorrow?"

This thought passed through Wang Guan's mind, and he quickly ran up to check the situation. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!