"Next week, on the southern border, Mengle City, a ribbon-cutting ceremony will be held on the side of my old pit mine, and at the same time, the cooperation will be launched."

Cui Peony hugged Guan Cuinong's shoulders and trembled with laughter: "Honey, you have to help me stand on the platform, please......"

I stood aside, oblivious to their intimate gestures.

If you follow the normal routine, as long as Guan Cuinong reaches the southern border, she will fall into a scam.

If the other party fails to cheat money, they will turn their faces and directly kidnap for ransom.

"Sister Peony, with your connections, why do you want to pull me into battle? Mengle City is the Emerald City, they are all masters, I can't do it. ”

"No—"

Cui Peony held Guan Cuinong's hand, and glanced at me: "You two go with me, Ye Tian is your sitting, and the development of the store in the future will depend on him, right?" ”

Guan Cuinong seemed to be smiling, and also looked at me.

I lowered my head and looked at the emerald cabbage at hand.

"Ye Tian, what do you say?"

I replied calmly: "I listen to the boss." ”

Actually, at this moment, I became interested in Cui Peony.

She attacked Guan Cuinong, it was likely that she was desperate, and she left the rivers and lakes with one vote, dived thoroughly, and never appeared again.

I've been to Mengle City, which is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed.

can get rich overnight, and can jump off a building overnight.

"Cuinong, do you remember what I said last time? As long as you go, I will find a way to get you a statue, and I will do it! ”

Cui Peony made a killer move, because the dragon head Cui can be met but cannot be sought, and it is no longer a matter of money.

The ancient emperor, with a dragon head emerald, is equivalent to having the treasure of the town.

In the past, Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, crusaded against the Southern Tang Dynasty in order to be the seven dragon heads in the treasury of Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

"Okay." Guan Cuinong smiled and nodded, and finally agreed.

For me, a trip to Mengle City is very important.

If Cui Peony shows her fangs, I will get rid of her, and I can ensure that Guan Cuinong has no worries.

Cui Peony laughed: "Thank you, dear, you two go with me, golden boy and girl, talented woman ......"

Guan Cuinong's face turned red, picked up the teapot, and poured tea for Cui Peony.

For a moment, the flush on her face made my heart pound.

From today onwards, I will officially become the seat of "Cuinong".

"You don't have to be tied to your identity, you can move freely. There are guys in the store, there are maids, and they are asked to do the little things. ”

Tsuinong gave me a lot of freedom and didn't tie me up in the store.

I went back to the rental house first and packed up my belongings.

Kwan Tsui Nong allowed me to live on the third floor of the shop, but it was not my home.

When I saw those old books, I thought of the girl who threw me her bank card.

There's a million in the card, and that's hers, not mine.

"Tuk tuk", someone knocked lightly on the door.

I opened the door, and there stood a man with a white beard, at least seventy years old.

"I'm looking for Mr. Sun...... You are? ”

I know that what he is looking for is Sun Agarwood and Monk Sun.

Before, I told the Sun siblings to let them move here so as not to waste a rent.

I asked him in, and he was a little hesitant: "I have a good family heirloom, Teacher Sun knows many people on Xiaomalu and wants to ask her to help me ......"

As he was talking, Sun Agarwood came back.

At the funeral home, Jin Hao has all arranged, just wait for the cremation tomorrow, and then send the urn to the cemetery.

She's back now for the sake of the cemetery.

"Uncle Chai, I have something at home, and I'll talk about what you entrusted me with in a few days——"

Sun Agarwood excused himself, and the old man Chai was in a hurry, opened his jacket, and took out a newspaper bag under his armpit.

"Teacher Sun, that's what I said, family heirloom!"

I smelled a strong smell of rust, which usually takes a hundred years after the iron in the tomb has rusted.

Uncle Chai couldn't help but speak, his hands trembled, and he opened the newspaper.

It was an "iron book", one foot long, seven inches wide, and half an inch thick.

My eyes lit up, the ancient people made "iron books", and the only use was "Danshu iron coupons".

"How much do you want to sell this thing for?"

"One hundred thousand." Uncle Chai stretched out a fist.

If it is a Danshu iron coupon, it will be a loss if it is sold for 100,000 yuan.

Of course, if it's a fake, it's not even worth ten dollars.

Sun Shenxiang took the newspaper bag and promised the other party that he could go to the small road to help ask, and the old man Chai left easily.

I asked the funeral home about it first, and Sun Agarwood's face was full of gratitude.

It turned out that Wan Tonghai, Wan Xiaolong, Jin Hao, Zhou Liang, and Zhou Qunfeng had all gone to the funeral home to mourn Zhao Pujia.

They talked about the cemetery, and Jin Hao told Zhou Liang that he didn't care how much money was in choosing the best cemetery, as long as Brother Tian was satisfied.

"Brother Tian, my mother has been frugal all her life and has never been extravagant and wasteful. The cemetery is just ordinary. ”

I sighed, life and death are the most important things in life.

The matter of the tomb is related to the rise and fall of the family, and it must not be sloppy.

Sun Agarwood didn't understand, so he would say this.

"You don't have to worry about it, take care of Monk Sun, he is sad and easy to explode."

Just now, Sun Agarwood casually put the newspaper bag on the dining table, and now, the room is full of rust smell.

I opened the newspaper again and observed this "iron book".

There are words on the front of the book, but they are all rusted and cannot be distinguished.

Now, I can only judge by the smell of rust that it is a Danshu iron coupon.

If you want to be sure, you have to find a place to pickle - that's not good, the rust is removed and it becomes something new, and it is not a cultural relic.

Besides, if the rust is too heavy, even the antique itself will melt after the pickling is completed.

Sun Shenxiang and I went out at the same time, she packed her things and went back to the funeral home, I went to Erma Road to find Guan Mingzhu.

Fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, I am now Guan Cuinong's house, and with good things, of course I will take care of her two younger sisters.

Danshu iron coupons are of great significance, Guan Mingzhu is a person who knows goods, and as soon as she opens the newspaper bag, her eyes light up.

To identify iron tools, ordinary people have to remove a few pieces of rust and identify them with acid or alkali.

I didn't expect that Guan Mingzhu was young and inconspicuous, and he also had a deep understanding of this kind of cultural relics.

"Mr. Ye, how much?"

She is a qualified businessman, no matter who brings the cultural relics, it is business, not a favor.

"Or do you make an offer?"

Guan Mingzhu put the newspaper bag into a three-foot-square, two-foot-high glass box, pressed the button, and the glass box began to rotate slowly.

This is an optical balance that, in turn, weighs it and makes a judgment.

Iron has a high density, and if it is falsified in the middle, it will be reflected in weight.

Within five minutes, the glass case stopped turning.

A faint light appeared in Guan Mingzhu's eyes.

I understand that if the Danshu Iron Coupon is real, she will take it with her first hand, and it will become the treasure of the town store - at least, in Bianliang City, there is no real Danshu Iron Coupon.

The old man's surname just now is Chai, and he seems to be worthy of the Danshu Iron Coupon.

"Mr. Ye, thank you for sending such a good thing to me—fake!"