Hearing Hu Hai's name, the old man let go of his contempt, and said in a polite tone:

"It turned out to be Hu Sanye's nephew, no wonder he is extravagant, my Boss Du and Hu Sanye are also acquaintances......

Without waiting for the old man to finish talking, Kuo Shao interrupted impatiently:

"Okay, don't talk about those useless ones, is there anything I want?"

The old man was not angry, and said patiently:

"Since the little brother is his own person, then I won't hide it, there will be an auction in a few days, you may wish to leave a contact information, if there is a suitable one, the old man will call to know."

"Heh, in the end, the master who sits at the counter is more knowledgeable than the young man who doesn't have long eyes."

Kuo Shao glanced at the guy of the same age with a sarcastic expression, threw out a business card, and turned to leave.

Seeing that the fifth uncle was polite to the man, the man didn't dare to squeak until the other party left, and then asked carefully:

"Fifth uncle, who is this Hu Hai?"

"The underground emperor who used to be in the east gate of the city, black and white, later opened a restaurant, and washed his hands in the golden basin."

"Then what are we afraid of him for?"

The old man glanced at the young man and said leisurely:

"Now the world is not good, the money is not as good as before, and there is no reason to push the business in hand out, although Hu Hai is no longer doing underworld trading, but over the years he has accumulated a lot of contacts in restaurants, those dignitaries and dignitaries are generous, and there is no shortage of fame and fortune, I am afraid that others will say that he is vulgar, so he is particularly keen on collecting, if he can seize the opportunity to make friends with Hu Hai this time, he will have no business in the future?"

"Hey, that's true."

The guy said a word of flattery at the right time, and his eyes rolled and said:

"Fifth uncle, if you can negotiate this business......

"Don't worry, you're indispensable."

After the old man finished speaking, he picked up the business card in his hand, and his eyes became sharp, "However, we must first determine whether this person is his nephew." ”

……

Outside the store, Kuo Shao walked all the way to the west, and when he met a stall, he would stop to observe it, and from time to time pick up the objects of interest and look at them carefully.

The stall owner will not let go of the opportunity to make money, and describes his own tatters as extravagant, even a urine jar can be said to have been used by the imperial concubine.

Kuo Shao naturally didn't believe their words, so he walked and walked all the way, from the street to the end of the street, and bought two or three favorite things.

As he turned the corner, a hand reached out of the alley and pulled him straight in.

In the alley, Kuo Shao played with the objects in his hand, and said with a hippie smile:

"Brother Wang, how was my brother's acting just now?"

"The matter really has to be handed over to the professional, only a second ancestor like you can perform the essence of a gentleman, a little more is too exaggerated, and a little less is not enough momentum."

The other party gave a very high evaluation, the alley was dimly lit, but it was enough to see his appearance, it was the guy in the treasure pavilion.

Kuo Shao obviously knew him very well, and he was not carried away by the praise, but said vigilantly:

"Brother Wang, let's talk about it before, just go to the store for a walk."

"It was indeed arranged like this before, but I underestimated Hu Hai's influence, and it seems that you will be invited to the auction nine times out of ten."

"No, they're all outlaws......"

"Don't worry, you are a guest, there will be no danger, just cooperate with Liao Lao to collect evidence."

Wang Quanquan said, handed out a box, the other party took it curiously, and there was a urine jar in it that he hadn't looked at before.

“……”

"The stall owner is right, this is indeed a thing in the palace, but it's a matter of whether it's for the mother."

Liu Heng looked at the black jar, and the smell of old urine rushed into his nose from time to time, and he twitched his cheeks, and he didn't believe that this would be a royal thing in the palace.

"Just go back and scrub it, the official kiln pastel, let alone a few million, knowing that you Liu Dashao is not short of this money, it should be a thank you gift."

After Wang Quanquan finished speaking, he patted him on the shoulder, and passed by:

"That old guy is more cautious than he imagined, he wants to check your old bottom, I have to arrange it, by the way, you carefully select those things are fakes, and you still have to practice."

Wang Quanquan waved his hand, and his figure disappeared at the mouth of the alley.

……

A month ago, the Ando Bureau carelessly let the tomb robbers go, and through the interrogation of the thin man, he still achieved a lot of gains.

According to the other party, they were originally just a small gang in Zhongzhou, with neither craftsmanship nor manpower, and they wandered around the mountains and fields on weekdays, and when they saw the thieves left by others, they went in to get some leftovers that others didn't want.

Later, an old Taoist found them, saying that he wanted to make a lot of money, at first a few people did not believe it, and when the other party found a large tomb with the art of Kanyu, and used a terrifying magic to manipulate the dead body to move out of the burial goods, they believed that there were indeed masters in the world.

After doing a few votes, everyone became more and more emboldened, not only going to the capital from Zhongzhou, but also colluding with some antique shops in Beijing to start reselling.

With the growing power, Lao Dao has invisibly become the person in power, and the inverted fight is a detrimental to Yin Virtue, he didn't dare to do it for a long time, so he accepted a few apprentices, and he easily didn't touch his hands, and he was one of them who died by the magic before.

As a channel for selling stolen goods, the Treasure Pavilion will sell more than 100 pieces of unearthed treasures every year, and Wang Quanquan took the initiative to ask to be an undercover agent after learning the news, Liao Yuanzheng didn't want him to take risks, but there was really no more suitable candidate for the Anhu Bureau.

With his knowledge of antiques, the young man quickly broke into the store, and was approved by the fifth uncle, who had a great intention of letting him inherit the mantle, so he naturally came into contact with some secrets that could not be shared with outsiders.

……

Half an hour later, Wang Quanquan returned to the store, put a bag of buns on the counter, and said to the old man who was closing his eyes and recuperating:

"Fifth uncle, when can I go down to the ground with me?"

The old man opened his eyes, stroked his beard and said:

"You kid want to run before he learns to crawl? The ground is full of Karakuri, quicksand, poisonous smoke, and fire oil, which are just some terrible things, how can there be a store that is safe? ”

"Fifth uncle, this is true, but I haven't really experienced it, and I always look forward to it in my heart, right? When you were younger, you didn't think about going to the inverted fight? ”

"The old man has been in the antique business for three generations, but he has not yet dug up the ancestral grave of a person, and the successive dynasties have robbed the emperor's tomb, which one has a good end? You can honestly learn the craft from me, and make no less money than them. ”

The king smiled and said no more.

……

After a month and a half, Liu Heng finally received a call from the auction, and did not say the specific location, only asked him to wait on Dongsan Road in half an hour.

Liu Heng called Liao Yuanzheng, hurriedly changed into the exaggerated dress of an upstart, and then hurried to the agreed place. Just stood on the corner for about ten minutes, a van stopped in front of them, and several big men came down and couldn't help but put on black hoods, and the whole person was stuffed into the car.

After about half an hour of bumps, the hood was torn off, and in front of them was a dilapidated factory built deep in the mountains, and they didn't know how they could find this place.

Liu Heng swallowed his saliva, prayed secretly in his heart, took the mask handed by the other party and put it on, and strode into the factory with his head held high.

…… (End of chapter)