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Chapter 167 Cultural Relics Dealer (Part 4)

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Seeing Wang Yan and Wei Dayong pushing the door open, the boss of Akita's family quickly bowed to greet him.

Wang Yan's eyes swept across the pretty-looking boss's face and finally fell into the lobby. Although it was morning, there were already several tables of guests at Akita's house.

It can be seen that the business is good.

"What do you want?" the boss asked again.

Wang Yan said: "Do you still have a guest room? Give us a double room."

"Hayi, some." The boss's wife bowed slightly and said, "Please come with me."

After opening the room, Wang Yan found that there were more tables of guests in the lobby.

And I was surprised to see the Hanya Meng. The two of them looked a little bit together, and then quickly moved away, pretending that they didn't know each other at all.

The ancient house was a little surprised.

It’s not yet ten days, and how did the Joiner become Wang Yan?

Wang Yan ignored the mangirl of the ancient house, but found the boss of the Akita family.

"Boss, I want to do a business with you. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Hayi, I don't know what kind of business Okamoto-kun wants to do?" The boss's wife looked unrest.

Check-in at the hotel requires registration, Wang Yan stole the identity of Okamoto Masato, and Wei Dayong stole the name of Yamada Takashi.

Not to mention that Japan now, even if it doesn’t have an ID card in a few decades, it is very convenient to steal the identity, and it is impossible for someone to come back to Japan to verify their identity.

Of course, it would be a different matter if they alarmed the special high school class.

The special police department directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs still has the ability to check any Japanese people upright.

Wang Yan looked at the boss of Akita's family with a smile and did not rush to take out the fake rust knife and give it to her.

This boss should also be a versatile person, otherwise he would not dare to open a hotel next to the 9th Brigade Brigade headquarters, otherwise the soldiers alone would be able to eat you poorly.

Don’t think that the Japanese love their compatriots abroad.

The boss's wife threw a charming look at Wang Yan and said coquettishly: "Kun Okamoto?"

Wang Yan smiled and placed the rust knife wrapped in linen on the stage and untied it.

"Boss, this is a sword from the Liao Dynasty, a Chinese cultural relic." Wang Yan stared at the boss's eyes and said, "You only need to pay me 100 yen, and this sword will be yours."

Wang Yan deliberately showed off, so the words "Liao Dynasty" were very loud.

Unfortunately, none of the guests in the living room were interested in this.

But the boss of the Akita family was attracted by this fake.

It must be admitted that although this knife is a fake, the method of making it old is really good.

The boss of the Akita family was frightened, but after all, it was worth 100 yen, so she still called.

After a while, a thin Japanese old man walked into the lobby. The proprietress bowed and said respectfully: "Old Master Wei Gao, please give me a palm."

The little old man picked up the sword and looked through it for a while.

"This is a fake, not a Liao Dao at all."

Wang Yan suddenly turned his head and stared at the old man fiercely.

"You don't have to look at me with such a look." Facing Wang Yan's gaze that was almost tempting to eat people, the old man was not afraid at all, and said lightly, "If you are deceived by the Chinese, you should go to the Chinese. What is the ability to pass the losses on to your compatriots? This is a fake that is used to be used."

He paused and said, "But even if it is a fake, 50 yen is still worth it."

"Really? Then I'll buy it for 100 yen, even if I'm making friends with Okamoto." After the boss said that, he bowed to the old man again and said in an almost flattering tone, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work."

"It seems that you are really a good person." Wang Yan took the 100 yen banknote from the boss's wife and said to the young old man named Togao, "I have authentic products, do you want them?"

The old man Wei Gao sneered and said, "That depends on what kind of goods it is."

Wang Yan lowered his voice and said, "The tomb of the generals of the Liao Dynasty is unearthed, as if it is a fake one!"

The old man Wei Gao's eyes immediately lit up and he whispered: "Looking for dragons and dividing gold to see the mountain."

Wang Yan immediately replied in a low voice: "One level of entanglement is a level of level!"

"If there is an eighth level of danger when the door is closed?"

"No Yin and Yang Bagua form!"

"If there are thousands of locks when the door is closed?"

"There must be a king and a prince living here!"

The old man Wei Gao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Did you really discover the Liao Dynasty tomb?"

"If you want to change it!" Wang Yan said casually, "At least he is a marshal!"

The old man Ogao said anxiously: "So, you have actually been in?"

"Of course!" Wang Yan responded casually, and had a complete plan in his mind, "But when he encountered a little trouble, he almost died inside."

"It's too rash. All the tombs of Marshal-level must be fully prepared!" said the old man Xiao Gao again, "Have you seen the funeral objects inside?"

"That's of course." Wang Yan said, "There are so many pure gold burial objects."

The old man Otaka's eyes lit up again: "Okamoto, do you need help?"

Wang Yan immediately became alert and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wei Gao, what do you mean?"

"Okamoto, don't get me wrong." Old man Otaka said hurriedly, "I have no other meaning, I just think that you may not be able to dig a large tomb alone."

"You entered the tomb but failed to bring out even a single burial object, which is enough to see the danger of the mechanism in the tomb!"

"I suggest that we mobilize troops to go to such a large tomb, and to deal with the mechanisms in the tomb, and to deal with the attacks of the Eighth Route Army. Why is it not peaceful in Shanxi?"

Wang Yan's brows immediately frowned.

It was like being told by Toegao.

The old man Otaka said proudly again: "Kun Okamoto, if I guess correctly, the Liao Dynasty tomb you found should be in the control area of ​​the Tu Eighth Route Army, right?"

Wang Yan pretended to be determined and said, "Do you have a military relationship?"

"Of course." The old man Weigao smiled and said, "I can't guarantee that there will be more, but there is no problem with the strength of an infantry squadron plus the Imperial Army and the battalion."

Wang Yan said: "Then how do you guarantee that the military will not be rude to the wrongdoing?"

The old man Ogao said, "There is no guarantee of this, you can only decide for yourself."

Wang Yan "factored" for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "How to divide the funeral items?"

Old man Ogao said: "Since you have used military personnel, the big head must belong to the military, but as a hero who found the tomb, you can get 10% of the funeral items."

"This is impossible!" Wang Yan said anxiously, "at least 40%!"

"Okamoto, you are too greedy, at most 20%!"

The two of them were like businessmen, constantly bargaining.

Finally agreed to be 25% .
Chapter completed!
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