"What the......

Zhang Chu scolded, wanting to cry without tears. He's not an arms dealer, so why do you want these guns?

Take these things back and find them...... No matter what the origin of the things is, he will definitely have to go to prison to eat prison food, and I don't know how many years it will take to get out.

"Well, now it's really certain that this is the bandits' vault. ”

Wang Feng felt helpless, and he was also desperate.

"I don't believe it, it's all guns. ”

Zhang Chu was unwilling and looked at the other boxes.

At that moment, he beckoned Wang Feng, moved the other boxes down, and checked them one by one.

In fact, the rest of the crates, in addition to munitions, did have something else. For example...... Grenades, ground mines, and cold weapons such as broadswords and forks.

Even in a large box, there is a rotten breath. This is the last box, and when you open it, you can see that it is full of stale grains, giving off an uncomfortable smell.

Bang......

Zhang Chu kicked the box open suddenly, and he went crazy. After working hard for so long, after giving hope, it was dealt a heavy blow. Under the ups and downs, his mentality collapsed.

"Wait a minute......"

Wang Feng was quite calm, and vaguely in the box, he heard unusual movements.

He immediately covered his mouth and nose and illuminated it with a light.

He took a fork and carefully removed the rotten grains. Caught off guard, a small box comes into view. His heart moved, and he wanted to fork the box out, but found that the box was very heavy and could not be lifted with one hand.

For a moment, his mind was active, and he didn't care much, so he immediately put his hands around and took out the box.

"It's ......"

Zhang Chu seemed to have a little more vivid color in his numb expression.

But he clutched his chest, his heart overwhelmed. He didn't dare to hold out hope anymore, for fear that it would be another empty joy, and he was afraid that he would vomit blood.

Wang Feng held the box and looked at it, and found that the box was not locked, and a gap was tightly closed and could not be opened.

"Boom!"

In an instant, he didn't hesitate and threw the box directly to the ground. The box was torn apart, and in a clink, many things exploded, flashing metallic in the light.

Yellow, white, and staggered halos, dazzling the eyes of the two.

"Ah......h

Zhang Chu looked down, dumbfounded, and then burst into ecstasy: "...... gold"

Gold bars, silver dollars, scattered all over the ground.

The yellow and white light is moving.

"I knew it, I knew ......"

Zhang Chu jumped up, blushing, excited, excited, and dancing: "There must be treasures." ”

"yes, you guessed it. ”

Wang Feng was also very happy and said with a smile: "We are going to get rich." ”

"It's done, it's done. ”

Zhang Chu smiled like a three-year-old child, most of the month's hard work finally ushered in the reward, this joy of harvest, flowing with the taste of happiness, made him intoxicated.

In laughter, the two picked up the gold bars and silver dollars and stuffed them into their backpacks.

After that, I checked the cave again and again to make sure that there was nothing else, so I went straight home. Arms or something, the two of them definitely didn't touch, just ignored it and ignored it.

They went from the tunnel, back to the cave, and blocked the entrance to the tunnel.

Packed up, the two returned with a full load.

Returning to Dunant's residence, he closed the door and naturally began to take stock of the harvest.

Gold bars, small yellow croaker, two by two.

"One, two, three......"

Zhang Chu counted three or five times, and finally determined that there were twenty small yellow croakers. This is an integer, and it can be regarded as the savings of the bandit leader at the bottom of the box.

The other silver dollars are more scattered, more than a hundred.

"Hoo ......"

Wang Feng picked up a silver dollar, learned the method in film and television dramas, blew a breath suddenly, and then put it next to his ear to listen, and he could really hear the sound of metal.

"These are the oceans. ”

Zhang Chu smiled and said: "I took a look, the things are more miscellaneous, there are Long Yang, Ying Yang, Yuan Datou, Sun Xiaotou, miscellaneous ...... I don't know much either, but it's an antique anyway. ”

"These things definitely can't be directly melted and sold as silver. ”

Zhang Chu said: "I'll look for someone who knows how to do it, help identify it, and then find some coin collectors to see if they are interested in buying ......."

"Good. "Wang Feng has no opinion.

"These oceans, the price is not easy to calculate, but twenty small yellow croakers ......"

Zhang Chu slowly calculated: "One is two taels, five is one catty, and twenty is four catties." One pound of gold, the current market price, is about 130,000, and four pounds is ...... Half a million. ”

"Uh......"

For a moment, Zhang Chu's smile froze, and he suddenly found ...... The wealth of the bandits, as if ...... It's not as much as you think.

You must know that Wang Feng's crimson eyes were directly sold for 8 million, and he shared 400,000. There are also meteorites, although they are not sold, but they are certainly worth more than a few million.

In comparison, gold is only worth half a million, which seems to be ...... I can't take it out.

500,000, divided equally between the two......

It's not as much as he sells Crimson Eyes.

Suddenly, Zhang Chu felt that most of his joy dissipated at once.

It can only be said that time has passed and the situation is different.

If it was before the founding of the country, in a period of war and chaos, the bandits' vault was definitely a huge asset. If you want a gun, you have a gun, you want money, and you can pull up a bunch of people at any time.

This is the bandit leader who is prepared for danger in times of peace and plots to leave himself the capital to make a comeback.

But this is no longer the case.

For Wang Feng and Zhang Chu, such things as arms are not only useless, but harmful. The only thing of value was a box of gold and silver dollars. These two things are also considered hard currency, and they are valuable both ancient and modern.

The problem is that as the old saying goes. Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times.

In the Taiping era, the value of gold was not as good as that of antiques. Therefore, twenty small yellow croakers are not as much as one-tenth of the price of Crimson Eyes, which is understandable.

Ay......

Zhang Chu sighed, feeling that he had been sublimated, without joy or sorrow. Now he could only hope that among the more than a hundred silver dollars, there were rarer versions, worth millions.

Otherwise, he felt that he would be reduced to a joke......

"Hey, what is this?"

Under the silver dollar, Zhang Chu saw that there was still something in the backpack.

Wang Feng turned his eyes, immediately came to his senses, and explained: "By the way, this is what I picked up in the dark river...... I just stepped on it and almost fell down......"

"I looked at it like a mirror, but then I realized it wasn't. Anyway, I was a little curious, so I picked it up and stuffed it into my bag......

"Huh?"

Zhang Chu picked up the thing and looked at it slightly, his expression changed: "Ah, this seems to be ......"

"What?"

Wang Feng didn't hear clearly.

Zhang Chu's eyes widened and he shouted, "Bi!"