Chapter 552: A good harvest

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At the same time, in a high-end villa area on the outskirts of the capital, the mobile phone of a sturdy man in a dark coat rang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After a brief communication, the sturdy man's face changed, and after a few quick words, he quickly hung up the phone, turned around and walked towards the huge Chinese villa behind.

When he came to the hall of the villa, he saw an old man in a black coat with gray hair, who was directing the servants to clean the room, and the sturdy man hurriedly walked over.

"Steward Pang, there's news!"

The old man's heart moved, and he nodded, "Come with me!"

The sturdy man didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly followed the footsteps of Steward Pang to the second floor, and after seeing the other party knock on the door of the study and push it open and walk in, he also followed and stepped into the door.

After entering the door, his eyes quickly noticed that he was standing in front of the window at this time, wearing a white casual suit, stepping on black old cloth shoes in the capital, with a calm expression, and a bald old man who was splashing ink.

Steward Pang waved his hand, and the sturdy man understood what he meant, and after nodding, he stopped and stood aside with bated breath. It wasn't until the bald old man finished writing a single word that he breathed a sigh of relief.

The bald old man put down his pen, his gaze quickly swept over Steward Pang, and then stopped at the sturdy man, "Got news?"

"Yes, Fifth Master!"

The strong man hurriedly said respectfully.

"Tell me about it!"

At the same time as the bald old man 'Fifth Master' nodded, his eyes turned back to his Mobao, as if admiring.

"Except for Ma San, the other three are all fresh faces, and the brothers don't know each other! Originally, I was going to wait for them to come out, and then follow them to find out their details and where they came from, and then come back to report back to you. I didn't think they came out again after they came in...!"

"Wait, you said you didn't see them leave?" the bald old man frowned.

"Yes! Our men have been outside the door since they entered, never taking a step away. But they never left. Moreover, our people also found that the yard of the Ma family was dug up by them!"

"The yard has been dug up?" said to the bald old man, and then he was silent for a while, "what are they looking for?

"Master, do you want us to dig it up again...!"

Interrupted Steward Pang's words with a wave of his hand, "Don't bother, no matter whether they find something or not, there are no valuable clues in the yard!"

"Yes!"

Steward Pang nodded, stepped back and stopped talking.

"Xiongzi, you take a few capable brothers, and then look for those rooms, in case you find any secret organs, you are not allowed to act without permission, call me immediately!" paused, "If you can't find it, leave two people to continue to watch, and the rest will be withdrawn." ”

"Understood, Fifth Master!"

"Go ahead!"

The hardcover man nodded, and immediately turned around and walked out of the room.

"Lao Pang, you order to go down, let our people pay attention to Ma San's whereabouts, and report as soon as there is news!"

Steward Pang nodded, "Master, I'm afraid that if we move, it will be difficult for the Li family to hide it!"

The bald old man 'Fifth Master' frowned, his face showed a touch of deep thought, and after half a sound, "The Li family holds the 'Nine Treasures Exquisite Pagoda' in their hands, and if they want to get the clues of the treasure, they can't avoid them!"

"You mean to work together with the Li family?"

The bald old man nodded, "Before we found the treasure, the Li family was still our partner! Moreover, they also have their own way in Sijiu City, and with their help, it is undoubtedly much better to find Ma San than for us to fight alone." Moreover, even if they find Ma San first, if they want to get the treasure clues, they have to ask for the 'jade cabbage' and 'jade watermelon' in our hands. ”

"What the master said is very true, but Ma San is not alone now, judging from today's situation, I am afraid that there are other forces interfering, if the night pearl falls into their hands, we are afraid that it will be a little difficult for us to take it back!"

"It doesn't matter, if it really doesn't work, it's a big deal to pull another family into the house. After a pause, the bald old man's face showed a look of determination, "Three generations of my Liu family have spent endless energy searching for the relics of the 'Internal Affairs Bureau Inspection Bureau' for hundreds of years, and now I finally have a complete clue to the treasure, and I can't miss it again no matter what!"

"Understood!"

Steward Pang nodded. Just as he was about to turn around and leave to convey the bald old man's decision, he was stopped by the latter again, "If Ma San is only followed by a group of small thieves, it will be easy to cook." Although the treasure is abundant, if you can share one less, you will share one less. ”

"Yes!"

Looking at the departing figure of Steward Pang, the bald old man's fists clenched unconsciously.

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Wang Zheng, who took the long shuttle floating car back to the material reserve base in the eastern suburbs of the capital, didn't know what happened after they left, and at this time he put all his mind in the three big urns he dug out!

Touching the hard bond between the bluestone cover and the large urn, Wang Zheng didn't know what it was, but it looked somewhat similar to the solidified asphalt.

Wang Zheng, who couldn't wait to test the material and then open it in a more reasonable way, rolled up his sleeves and exposed the 'Global Communication Terminal' on his left wrist, and after setting the distance, he used the heat rays carried on the terminal to swipe along the position between the bluestone cover and the large urn.

Without Wang Zheng's orders, Dian Wei on the side had already stepped forward to remove the bluestone cover. Immediately afterwards, everything in the cement urn was presented in front of Wang Zheng.

"Huh?"

Wang Zheng was stunned for a moment. The situation inside was not that the gold and silver were piled up in the large urn as he had originally imagined, but that there were layers of black bump-like things, almost the entire urn.

Noticing the rust on the inner wall of the big urn, Wang Zheng reacted suddenly. After picking up a round black bump in his hand, he put it in his hand and turned it upside down, and the feeling of being extremely pressed went straight to his heart. Wang Zheng estimated that it was about ten catties.

Wang Zheng scraped the black bump with his fingernails, and sure enough, a touch of silver greeted his eyes in the sun.

As he just guessed, although this cement urn is strong, it cannot completely isolate water vapor, and the silver placed in it has long since lost its original silver brilliance after nearly a hundred years of oxidation. But it's not a big deal, just reforge it.

Throwing the silver cake back into the big urn, looking at the layers below, hundreds or thousands of pieces, Wang Zheng didn't have the heart to count them one by one, this kind of hard work, let's leave it to Dian Wei and them to do.

"Wang Qian, you go and open another urn! Dian Wei, you take them to count the silver cakes in this big urn and see how many there are!"

"Yes!"

After giving the order, Wang Zheng walked to the large urn on his left, and after a brief look, he used the heat ray to cut open the bluestone cover.

After opening it with great anticipation, it was a large urn full of climbing. However, this time it is no longer a silver cake, but layers of silver dollars! There are both the 'Chuanyang' during the Republic of China period and the 'Yuan Datou' circulating during the Beiyang government, and pieces of walnut-sized silver dollars fill the cement urn with a diameter of 1.5 meters.

"Isn't there a little yellow~colored thing?" Wang Zheng couldn't help but be disappointed.

Although the silver in the two large urns is also very valuable, it is still far from the value of gold. Not to mention anything else, a gram of gold is worth more than 300 yuan, while a gram of silver is only about 3 yuan, which is nearly a hundred times different from each other.

With the last hope, Wang Zheng walked to Wang Gan, who had already opened the last big urn.

The contents of this large urn were different, neither gold nor silver, but boxes of different sizes, covered with oilcloth and tightly wound with rope.

Wang Zheng randomly selected a medium-sized box from it and placed it on the table that Dian Wei moved over next to him. The box is rectangular in shape, 20 cm long, 15 cm wide and about 10 cm high. The surface is wrapped in a thick tarpaulin, which is tightly bound with fine hemp rope.

After nearly 100 years of erosion, the hemp rope has long lost its toughness, but fortunately, the tarpaulin is still intact and sealed with wax, which effectively isolates the moisture from the outside world.

After Wang Zheng unwrapped the oilcloth outside, unexpectedly, an ordinary wooden box was revealed. The material of the box is just ordinary elm, but it is very well preserved, and the black paint on the surface of the box is very complete, and there is no sign of decay. The metal opening on the front of the box was opened, and in a mass of rotten cloth that had begun to emit a musty smell, a beautifully carved jade Buddha appeared in front of Wang Zheng's eyes.

The Jade Buddha is about 14 centimeters high, and its expression is serene and vivid. Judging from Wang Zheng's increasingly rich appraisal level, this is a typical Beijing-made jade Buddha, which is the craftsmanship of the court craftsmen of the Qing Dynasty Royal Manufacturing Office. And the material of this jade Buddha is also extraordinary. The first-class Hetian Qingyu is already close to the level of half mutton fat. Compared with the current market, those things that take first-grade Hetian jade and pretend to be mutton fat jade are twice as good.

"The material of half mutton fat, the craftsmanship of the Qing Palace, if such a jade Buddha is put on the auction market, 10 million will definitely be no problem!"

Looking at the Hetian Jade Buddha in his hand, Wang Zheng nodded with satisfaction. The value of just such a piece is more than half an urn of silver next to it! Wang Zheng couldn't help but be very interested in the contents of the last big urn.

But just as he was about to pick up the second long box, he suddenly thought of something, frowned, and put the box back again.

Nowadays, he is no longer a novice collector of antiques. Naturally, we know that this kind of antique artwork that has been buried in the ground for hundreds of years is very dangerous to open rashly, especially the extremely fragile artwork of calligraphy and painting, which is likely to cause permanent loss if you are not careful.

After using reason to suppress his curiosity, "Call Wang Sen of Panjiayuan and ask him to bring the 'art restoration liquid' and rush over immediately." ”

Wang Qian nodded, and went to the side to call without mentioning it.

"Boss, there's something good here!"

Just when Wang Zheng beckoned the police around him and was about to count the boxes in the last big urn. Dian Wei, who was weighing the amount of silver in the two large urns with his hands, shouted.

"Find some rags, wrap the Jade Buddha and put it back in the box!"

After explaining the police around him, Wang Zheng strode to Dian Wei's side, and he was just about to ask, but he was quickly attracted by a slightly dull gold.

"Gold?" Wang Zheng had a look of surprise on his face.

Dian Wei nodded, "After peeling off the silver dollar on it, it was revealed." It looks like there's quite a bit of it down there. ”

Wang Zheng pulled the thick silver dollar, and sure enough, he saw a few gold bars exposed. And it looks like there's quite a bit of it down there.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Zheng, who was quite excited and anxious in his heart, took out a pair of Dian Wei's tiger-headed golden halberds from the space ring he wore on his hand, "Break it for me!"

After taking the golden halberd one by one, "Boss, you take two steps back!"

Wang Zheng did as he was told, beckoning the other cyborgs to step back three or four meters.

After everyone was ready, the hands holding the golden halberd were closed in the middle, and they didn't see how hard he worked. The cement urn with a thickness of no less than 10 centimeters on the outer wall was easily broken with a 'bang'! Under the winter sun, Wang Zheng's front was shining with golden light. He had thought that even if there was gold, it would not be too much. But looking at the current situation, three words immediately popped up in Wang Zheng's mind: 'Get rich'!

Very vulgar thoughts!

It stands to reason that with his current net worth, not to mention most of the half urn of gold, even if the three urns are filled with gold, it is far less than one-tenth of his assets. But compared with bank figures, in terms of the expression of wealth, naked gold is undoubtedly more intuitive. It can also induce people's associations with wealth. After all, gold equals wealth and is the embodiment of human value for thousands of years.

Wang Zheng couldn't wait to pull his legs forward, picked up a piece of gold cake and turned it upside down, and soon shifted his gaze to the gold bars stacked next to him. It didn't take long for him to be caught by a small pile of gold coins. However, gold bars and coins are in the minority, and the vast majority of these gold are 10 taels of gold cakes. Judging by the degree of oxidation, it is clear that these gold cakes were cast for a longer period of time.

And Wang Zheng almost understood that these gold cakes should be one of the funeral goods stolen by Sun Dianying from Dongling. Moreover, in ancient China, there was a custom of using gold cakes for burial.

After the initial enthusiasm passed, Wang Zheng quickly beckoned Dian Wei and Wang Qian to count the numbers. After nearly an hour of busyness, there is an approximate amount for this harvest.

The most silver, there are more than 1,000 pieces of silver cake, nearly 2,000 silver dollars, and the two sides add up to about 12 tons, which is worth more than 30 million Chinese coins according to the current silver price. Of course, the added value of the silver dollar as a work of art is not calculated.

The amount of gold is only a little more than half of silver, about 6.8 tons, equivalent to 2 billion Chinese coins, which is not a small harvest.

As for the last antiques, Wang Sen is still counting, but looking at his slow appearance, it is obvious that Wang Zheng wants to get an accurate number in a short time.