In the northern-style house, I liked it so much that I wanted to kill it, but Zhang Jing had to stick to the bottom line.

- Don't do things in Zone D.

However, please forgive Zhang Jing's limited knowledge, how can an ordinary house be richer than a museum collection?

It's like growing ginseng in a rice field and picking up yellow dog's head gold in a pigsty, it's really ridiculous.

When the price was agreed upon at 12 million RB, Zhang Jing requested, "I need to take a photo and send it to my appraiser for appraisal."

"This—" Qu Lao Er shook his head, "No."

Because of the progress of counterfeiting technology, fakes are more real than real treasures, Qu Lao Er refused, making Zhang Jing think that he had encountered fraud, which made him feel relieved.

He would rather not be able to buy the treasure than lose the treasure overseas.

"Forget it," Zhang Jing waved his hand to refuse, "I won't buy anything that can't be authenticated."

Not wanting to miss out on the big business, Qu Lao Er rescued and asked, "How are you going to pay?"

"Rice won, cash."

"Where's the money?"

"I need a priori authenticity, and if it's true, I'll pay in an hour."

Qu Lao Er was entangled for more than ten seconds, and nodded heavily in agreement.

Zhang Jing took out his mobile phone, clicked five photos in front of the bronze mirror, and sent them to Xu Zehong.

Xu Zehong is the head of the Hui family in Penang City, and after avenging his friend Lao Fu, he has been sinking, recuperating, and recuperating.

After receiving the boss's message, I didn't care at first glance, and the next second my eyes glared out of the frame, and the word 'China' in the inscription on the back of the mirror was enough to explode.

After looking carefully for about a minute, Xu Zehong gave Zhang Jinghui a message.

It's just as worthy as the dragon. "

After receiving the information, Zhang Jingmiao understood that Xu Zehong meant that the bronze mirror, like the divine dragon, was worthy of some death.

However, this is Area D, and Zhang Jing will not mess around.

Closing the phone, he looked at Qu Lao Er again, Zhang Jingdao, "Bring the bronze mirror and follow me to get the money."

Live to the big with the wind and water, Qu Lao Er has no doubt about it.

Returning to the Longmen Scenic Area parking lot again, Anta was waiting, handing the car keys to the boss.

After taking the car keys, Zhang Jingdao, "You wait for me at the ticket office."

Anta should be leaving.

Although he didn't understand, seeing that Zhang Jing treated such a beautiful foreign girl as a maid, Qu Lao Er thought more and more that Zhang Jing was a real customer.

Zhang Jing opened the car door and took out two black backpacks from the car, one of which contained a hundred stacks of rice yuan.

"Boss Qu, come here."

Qu Lao Er was waiting in front of the front of the car, and Le He came to the door of the left rear row and saw two open backpacks, which were green rice dollars with the fragrance of ink.

"The exchange rate is calculated at 7.2," Zhang Jing asked the middle-aged man in front of him, "No problem, right?"

"No problem, no problem," Qu Lao Er happily agreed, "It's a dime and a dime."

Zhang Jing took out 33 stacks from his backpack, and handed the remaining 167 stacks to the other party.

Taking the backpack, Qu Lao Er counted the number and determined that there were 167 stacks in the two backpacks, and said happily, "Benefit, promise."

Zhang Jing reminded, "You're not worried about counterfeit banknotes?"

"Don't worry, I recovered four of the money you spent at the night market the night before, all of which are genuine banknotes," Qu Lao Er took the initiative to hand over his business card as he spoke, "I still have a lot of good things there, Mr. Zhang or go and see it again?"

"The money isn't enough," Zhang Jing refused, "and it won't be long when I bring money over next time."

sighed that Zhang Jingren was stupid and had a lot of money, Qu Lao Er, "Please contact me when you come to Luoyang, I often have good things here."

Qu Lao Er left with Qian with a smile on his face.

Zhang Jing put the bronze mirror in his backpack, took it with him, locked the car door, and turned to find Anta.

It was not until the afternoon that he left the Longmen Scenic Area, left Luoyang, and went to Zhengzhou Road, and then called Xiao Xiaotian.

"Are you in Luoyang?" On the phone, Xiao Xiaotian spoke first.

"Yes,

Zhang Jing praised, "I'm in Luoyang, the accommodation price is reasonable, the food is super high, the museum is very good, and the Longmen Scenic Area is very cool."

After all, it was his son-in-law, who understood Zhang Jing, Xiao Xiaotian didn't have a good breath, "Talking about people."

"Ahem," Zhang Jing admitted his mistake sincerely, "Everything else is human talk, but the museum is too collapsed."

Xiao Xiaotian's tone didn't care, "Of course it's not comparable to the Silver Mine Bay Museum, I want to see good things and go to the Capital Museum."

"At nine o'clock this morning, I saw about 200 cultural relics in a house called Zhaogou Village near the southeast of Luoyang's old town, which are of higher quality and grade than those in the Luoyang City Museum."

「...」

Zhang Jing is not only a son-in-law, but also has an excellent reputation, it is impossible to lie, Xiao Xiaotian reacted in two seconds and said, "I'll call the police immediately!"

"Mr. Xiao," Zhang Jing reminded while sitting in the nanny's car, holding the phone in his hand, "Although I am a layman, I also know that most of this situation is protected by umbrellas;

It's not my villain's heart, if this happens, the cultural relics that make me blush will be 100% transferred and eventually lost abroad."

"You mean from the city-level security police?"

Zhang Jing shook his head, "No."

"Provincial?"

"Not really."

"Zhang Jing," Xiao Xiaotian asked with a smile, "Are you making a big fuss?"

"In that room, I picked up a bronze mirror from the ground, and it was actually a cultural relic of Zhaojun's escape!" Zhang Jing gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for Zone D, I would have killed people and robbed treasures!"

This time, Zhang Jing was really restrained, and used a lot of perseverance not to do things in Zone D.

I still remember that in the red light district next to the Jakarta Railway, in one of the tin houses, someone was trading the relics of the D area, that is, the ox rib inscription, which was inlaid with turquoise.

At that time, I didn't think about it, I killed the six people directly through the iron wall, took the treasure, and set fire to the scene.

Realizing that the problem was serious, Xiao Xiaotian hurriedly ended the call.

What is speechless is that he, Xiao Xiaotian, is obviously the head of the International Development Bank, how did he become Zhang Jing's mouthpiece?

Zhang Jing didn't know what Xiao Xiaotian thought, so he took Qu Laoer's business card and sent the license plate number in his heart.

"Jack," seeing her boyfriend get emotional on the phone, Amena asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay dear," Zhang Jing comforted Ameina, "I just can't leave."

"Me too," Amena was dressed in Hanfu, "I love Luoyang super super much, and I will come back in the future."

Nodded his head.

There are six people in a car, Zhang Jing called, Zheng Muyao understood everything, and Anta learned Mandarin for two years and half understood it.

Ameena and her daughter couldn't understand Mandarin, and neither could Sarafa.

The nanny car arrived at the Zhengzhou Airport Hotel at half past five in the evening, Zhang Jing and the four of them went to the hotel to rest first, and Anta and Zheng Muyao went to return the car.

At the same time, a white van truck drove over from Zhaogou Village near the old town of Luoyang.

Arriving at the door of the house that Zhang Jing had visited during the day, Qu Lao Er walked down from the passenger seat.

That's right, after thinking about it, he decided to move his things away, worried that Zhang Jing was an accident.

Open the courtyard door, direct the car to reverse into the yard, and work with the driver to move the treasures from the house to the car.

At this moment, four armed policemen rushed in from outside the courtyard.

Qu Lao Er reacted relatively quickly, threw away the things in his hand, turned around and ran into the house, intending to escape from the backyard, but there were also armed police in the backyard, which were firmly blocked.

"The first shift is here, and there is another one later, don't wait."