"Leave here and say something, no one will hear it. Jiang Feng sat down and said.

"I wonder if the owner of the clay pot still likes it?" asked the middle-aged woman with a smile.

Jiang Feng glanced at her, "My name is Jiang Feng, and I have something to say." ”

He didn't have much affection for the middle-aged woman and didn't want to go around in circles with her.

The middle-aged woman smiled awkwardly, "My name is Chunhua, I'm from Ming City, if Boss Jiang likes clay pots, I know where there are many more." ”

Jiang Feng was not surprised by her words, he saw it last time, she said that the clay pot she brought was definitely not inherited, and it was too well preserved.

"Yes, since there are many more, why don't you just take them and sell them, what do you mean by telling me this?" Jiang Feng asked.

"This... Anything else is not mine, it's in the hands of someone else in the village. "Spring flowers are in a hurry.

She wants to sell it, but how can she buy something that isn't hers?

"So, you want to tell me who is in the hands? I don't think you should be so idle to come and tell me these things?" Jiang Feng snorted twice.

Chunhua's face was a little not good-looking, she was silent for a while, raised her head and smiled: "I said that I came here to tell Boss Jiang the news, of course, the mountains and rivers are far away, how much Boss Jiang should give some hard money, right?"

She didn't have anything in her hand, but she thought the news was still very valuable.

It's a pity that other people are not very interested in clay pots, and it is true that as Jiang Feng said, the price of Jianbao Pavilion is the highest.

Otherwise, she is ready to sell a few more of them.

"Tell me how much you want. Jiang Feng spoke calmly.

"To... 200,000!" Chunhua gritted her teeth and said a figure that was sky-high for her.

Jiang Feng smiled, shook his head and said, "The clay pot you brought is only one or two hundred thousand yuan, and now you dare to sell it for two hundred thousand yuan with one news."

Who gave you the courage, Liang Jingru or Shu Chang?"

Although the news may be about a tomb from the Spring and Autumn period, he doesn't really care.

The tombs are all things that belong to the state, can he still dig them up with great fanfare?

"Boss Jiang, I promise that this news will be worth 200,000, you believe me!" Chunhua saw Jiang Feng's disdainful face, and suddenly became anxious.

She needed this money very much, otherwise she wouldn't have made a special trip to the sea of clouds to come to the Treasure Pavilion.

"You just said that the people in the village over there still have clay pots in their hands, it must have been dug from somewhere, or somewhere, right?" Jiang Feng asked.

Chunhua looked startled, and subconsciously blurted out, "How do you know?!"

But soon realized that he couldn't say this, and immediately covered his mouth.

Jiang Feng smiled, "It seems that I guessed correctly, there is no ancestral treasure at all, it seems that you also know in your heart that such a thing does not belong to you, but to the country." ”

"Boss Jiang, you can't say that, the things were picked up decades ago, and then passed down by the older generation, after so long, it should become your own thing, right?" Chunhua said with an ugly face.

Jiang Feng was noncommittal, he was not interested in arguing with Chunhua about this issue, and he didn't care who it belonged to.

"I can give you 200,000, but you have to answer me a question, why don't you say this when you come back?"

"My husband wouldn't let me talk about it, saying it might hurt the villagers. Chunhua was silent for a moment and then whispered.

Jiang Feng nodded slowly, "Let's go, take me to your village to have a look, if it's true, the money will be given to you immediately." ”

200,000 yuan is about the same amount as two yuan to him, and it is nothing to give Chunhua.

He was interested in how the villagers got their hands on so many clay pots.

Was there a Spring and Autumn Tomb hidden under their village, which they inadvertently dug up, or for some reason, they accidentally picked it up.

Chunhua was pleasantly surprised when she heard this, she didn't have much hope for it before she came, she only felt that even if she could get tens of thousands, she would have earned it.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng didn't bargain with her at all, and directly agreed to the price she offered.

Jiang Feng asked Chunhua to get in the car and drove according to the address she said.

Ming City is not close to Yunhai, and its development is one day and one place compared to Yunhai Group, so it can only be regarded as a third-rate city.

There was a lot of traffic jam on the road, and Jiang Feng arrived in Ming City after dark, so he reluctantly stopped and called Ren Ran, telling her that he might go back very late tonight, and he didn't have to wait for him.

"How far is it?" Jiang Feng asked as he woke up Chunhua, who was asleep in the car.

"There are still more than a dozen kilometers. ”

Chunhua woke up in a daze, looked around, and recognized where it was, before she spoke.

"Show the way!"

Jiang Feng then followed Chunhua's guidance and arrived at a very backward village half an hour later.

"When it finally arrived, my waist was almost broken. As soon as the car stopped, Chunhua couldn't wait to get out of the car.

Night had fallen, but the moonlight was bright, and Jiang Feng could see that there were not a few people in the village, and there were probably hundreds of houses brightly lit.

The village is surrounded by mountains, and this is simply a typical small basin terrain, and there are traces of artificial mountain paving at the intersection where you enter.

If he didn't guess wrong, there should be no road to the outside world here, and someone forcibly opened a gap.

This kind of terrain is also relatively rare, and the mountains are connected into a circle, which is relatively rare, and in general, it is not so regular.

"Boss Jiang... Boss Jiang!"

The shouts of Chunhua next to him woke Jiang Feng up, "What's wrong?"

"I thought you had fallen into an evil spirit, like you had lost your soul. Hearing Jiang Feng's response, Chunhua breathed a sigh of relief.

"My house is over there. ”

followed Chunhua to her house, a red brick house on the first floor, without decoration, and the owner moved in.

Jiang Feng saw an old woman who was feeding the person lying on the bed.

Jiang Feng's pupils shrank, and the person on the bed was Chunhuadi's husband, the elegant middle-aged man who came back to the store to sell clay pots, wrapped in gauze, and his legs were also on, and his appearance was very miserable.

"Old immortal, where's my food?" Chunhua was so hungry that she hadn't eaten a grain of rice since noon, and now she was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back.

The old lady pointed to the earthen stove in the corner of the house, but did not speak, and continued to feed her son.

Jiang Feng didn't have a chance to be reincarnated like a hungry ghost, and walked to the side of the bed to look at the lifeless middle-aged man in his eyes.

"How did you do this?"

The middle-aged man ate with his mouth open, and he didn't hear Jiang Feng's words.

Jiang Feng sighed, and didn't need to ask more, she could see that the middle-aged man seemed to have suffered a big blow, and he was seriously injured.

The old lady didn't care about Jiang Feng, she ignored him, and didn't even turn her head to look at him.

Jiang Feng was a little depressed in his heart, this family was also weird enough.

"Boss Jiang, do you want to eat?" Chunhua had already brought the food to the table, and after hesitating for a moment, she still asked Jiang Feng if he would eat it.