The things that appeared in front of Zhang Lang turned out to be all the most delicate and expensive inflatable dolls! At this moment, it is piled up in a mess, and when I see it suddenly, I can't help but get goosebumps!

Zhang Lang couldn't laugh or cry, and muttered: "The taste of people now is really heavy!" ”

Then go and search for the next container. Unbeknownst to him, the door was pried open, and there was a loud noise in front of him, and countless large and small glass beads poured out of the container, which instantly passed Zhang Lang's ankle.

Zhang Lang was overjoyed, and immediately picked up a few to look at, and found that the glass beads here are divided into two categories, some do not have any color, very crystal clear, I don't know what they are for, and some are embedded in various colors, which seem to be chess pieces of checkers.

Zhang Lang looked at the glass beads in front of him and couldn't help muttering, "These things should be considered treasures in this world, right?" ”

Then he took the sack from the horse, filled a whole sack with various glass beads, and tied the mouth of the sack tightly with a rope.

He tossed the heavy sack in his hand and put it back beside his mount, then took down the other sacks that hung from the saddle and searched further.

It wasn't until the sun was about to set that Zhang Lang finally stopped searching.

By this moment he had filled all the sacks he had brought. In addition to the bag of glass beads, there were several other bags, all of which Zhang Lang thought could shock the ancients.

Zhang Lang looked at the scene that was far from being searched, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but several sacks were already filled, and he couldn't put more things in it.

Back at the mount's side, he placed several backpacks next to the horse.

When I looked up, I saw that it was getting late, so I had to stay and rest for the night and return tomorrow.

……

Bohai, the residence of the fourth prince.

After cleaning Zhang Lang's room, Fei Xi sat down at the desk, holding his chin in his hand and stunned. The mood seemed a little depressed, and he couldn't help muttering: "Childe has been gone for more than 20 days, why hasn't he come back yet?" ……”

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Fei Fu thought it was Yuan Fu's deputy housekeeper, so he quickly stood up and turned around.

But I saw that what appeared in front of me was not Yuan Fu's deputy butler, but the son who had been gone for more than 20 days and had no news!

Fei Fu was overjoyed and ran straight towards Zhang Lang, threatening to throw himself into Zhang Lang's arms, but in the end he stopped.

Bright big eyes looked at Zhang Lang and exclaimed excitedly: "Childe! ......" immediately thought that he should salute, and hurriedly bowed to Zhang Langying: "Slave and maid to meet the son!" ”

Zhang Lang helped Fei Fu, looking at the slender and beautiful girl in front of him, and couldn't help but feel the warm feeling when he saw his family.

He looked around and asked, "Nothing happened when I wasn't there, right?" ”

Fei Fu shook his head and said, "Everything is very peaceful!" Then he frowned and said: "It's just that the butler always doesn't see anyone from time to time, and he doesn't know what he's busy with!" ”

Zhang Lang didn't bother to care about that Yuan Fu, and laughed it off.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps at the door. Zhang Lang couldn't help but look towards the door, only to see the deputy housekeeper Yuan Fu and Zhang He and Zhang Yeyu brothers and sisters walking in quickly.

When the three of them saw Zhang Lang, they immediately bowed and said, "Childe! Yuan Fu couldn't help but say excitedly: "Childe is finally back!" The old slave has been worried! ”

Zhang Lang smiled: "I'm not a big girl, what do you have to worry about!" The crowd couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Lang asked Zhang Hedao: "Junyi, have you got your iron spear?" ”

Zhang He hugged his fists and said: "Thank you for your concern, a few days ago, Tielong personally sent the built iron spear!" ”

Zhang Lang nodded and praised: "This iron dragon is also a bold man!" It's worth associating! ”

Zhang He nodded sympathetically.

Zhang Lang looked at Fei Fu and asked, "There should be a place in the pawnshop in the city, right?" ”

Seeing Zhang Lang suddenly asking about the pawnshop, Fei Xu felt strange in his heart, and nodded: "Of course there is a pawnshop." And there are a lot of homes! The most famous is Jubao Zhai. ”

Zhang Lang asked curiously: "The name Jubaozhai feels very strong?" ”

Fei Fu nodded vigorously and said, "Childe may not know yet!" I heard that Jubao Zhai is one of the most powerful merchant forces today, and they are different from other pawnshops, only accepting treasures.

Not only collect treasures, but also sell treasures, every six months the treasure competition conference will attract dignitaries and nobles from all over the world to compete for treasures! ”

When Zhang Lang heard Fei's words, he felt that this Jubaozhai was strong, and it was exactly the kind of pawnshop he needed. Then he said to everyone: "You come with me to Jubaozhai to have a look." ”

Yuan Fu hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "The old slave will stay and watch the house." ”

Zhang Lang thought it was okay, so he nodded, and said to the Fei Xu and Zhang He brothers and sisters: "You go and wait for me at the door, I'll come when I go get something." ”

Soon after, Zhang Lang came out with a small bag of things to meet everyone, and then everyone boarded the carriage parked at the door and left the mansion, and under the guidance of Fei Fu, they walked towards the legendary Jubao Zhai.

After walking for a while, a huge wooden building with a five-story height and a simple and elegant temperament appeared in front of me.

Fei Xu immediately pointed to the wooden building and said, "Childe, that's Jubao Zhai." ”

Zhang Lang looked at the wooden building, and only felt that this huge wooden building gave people a heavy sense of history even in ancient times, and suddenly felt that this Jubaozhai was not simple, it was a place with a foundation, and it was definitely not the kind of nouveau riche that could be compared.

The carriage came straight to the door, the four people got down from the carriage, Zhang Lang carried his cloth bag in his hand, climbed the nine steps, and walked into the gate that was like the artistic conception of the secret mansion of the fairy palace.

Zhang Lang glanced around, and saw that the eight red pillars in the entire hall were regularly arranged in a circle at equal distances.

The ceiling is very high, and people in it not only do not have the slightest oppressive feeling of being indoors, but instead have a feeling of being like a frog at the bottom of a well.

The entire lobby is unadorned, and the surrounding walls are covered with scrolls of the same size as the entire wall.

Although there is no character, the majestic atmosphere revealed in it makes people feel as if they are facing an ancient god, and their hearts can't help but rise in awe!

Under the backdrop of that picture scroll, the whole hall looks extremely simple and solemn, sacrosanct, and makes people unconsciously pay attention to their words and deeds.

Subconsciously, it is as if I have come to an extremely lofty place, and people can't help but become respectful.

Zhang He suddenly sighed: "I have long heard that Jubao Zhai is by no means a simple merchant family, and now looking at the layout of this lobby, it is even a secret number of gossip in the Nine Palaces, which shows that there must be a master in this Jubao Zhai." ”

When Zhang Lang heard this, he couldn't help but glance around, only to find that this lobby really seemed to be the gossip of the Nine Palaces.

Between each pillar is a hexagram, each hexagram is a relatively independent separate area, each with a desk, behind which sits a handsome middle-aged man,

Except for Zhang Lang, the hexagram they came in was the entrance, and the other seven trigrams were all like this.

It was obviously seven counters, and the handsome men were presumably the ones who were in charge of negotiating with the guests.

In front of several of the counters, there were well-dressed customers whispering something to their fellows, probably discussing the sale or purchase of treasures with the staff. However, their voices were very low, and with Zhang Lang's acuity, they couldn't hear clearly.

However, Zhang Lang is not interested in these, he only wants to know whether these things he brought are treasures now?

A middle-aged man in a white Confucian shirt with a gentle temperament greeted him, glanced at Zhang Lang, and saluted slightly: "What is the name of this strong man?" ”

Fei Fu immediately said: "This is ......"

Zhang Lang stopped the flying flotsam, hugged his fist at the middle-aged man and said: "My name is Zhang Lang, I want to come to your Jubao Zhai to sell treasures!" ”

The middle-aged man pointed to the counters around him and said, "The strong man can choose any place and negotiate with our shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper will give Gongzi a reasonable price." ”

Zhang Lang looked around and saw many guests throwing mocking expressions at them, and some people deliberately mocked loudly: "Dressed so shabby, he is a lowly person, and he dares to come to Jubaozhai to sell treasures!"

Isn't it the broken copper and iron at home that I want to exchange for a few! ”

Many of the guests laughed.