"The things at the entrance are the most easily framed, and you're afraid that others won't have a chance to trouble us, right?" Ou Mengmeng hurriedly shook her head, it was troublesome to cook by herself, sell ingredients to each family, send ingredients as required, leave samples, and sign by both parties. Don't worry about us. Thinking about it, Ou Mengmeng let out a long sigh, "So make some hard-earned money!"

"Old lady, just tell the child about this, I have seen the fake antiques, calligraphy and paintings of the second uncle." Xiong Er was speechless, you still dare to say that you are earning hard-earned money, you are hard-working, what do other families think.

"Why?" Ou Mengmeng hurriedly looked at Xiong Er.

"Someone reported the crime, one said it was fraud, and the other said it was blackmail. The result is theft!" Xiong Er was speechless.

In fact, a certain family bought a batch of antiques, calligraphy and paintings and put them in the warehouse, ready to be used to decorate the provincial villa. As a result, a slave stole one or two pieces to sell for money, and the antique shop outside said it was fake. The servant quit, and when he made a fuss, both sides were caught in Shuntianfu, and the servant said that the store was cheating, and the store thought it was touching porcelain and wanted to blackmail them.

Digging deeper, I found that it was a house thief. But things are really fake. The main family was invited, and the main family hurriedly asked someone to look at the storeroom, but two-thirds of it turned out to be fake. Those who helped identify it were Xiong Da, who was a good vassal and elegant. Then reported to Xiong Er, Xiong Er saw one or two particularly familiar things inside, which he had seen in Jia Zheng's study before.

After checking again, it was found that eighty percent of the antiques bought by various families in Beijing this time were fake, so there were not a few people like the Jia family who emptied their inventory by the way. I can't look it up. Because it's not one, and the place to buy goods is all over the world, who knows who is who? After dealing with a few Diao slaves, this matter is over.

And those fake antiques, calligraphy and paintings, Xiong Er suggested that they don't smash them, just call them handicrafts! I learned this from Jia Zheng, and Jia Zheng said that it was said by the old lady, although it was not from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but it was also from last week. People also put their hearts into it, and it looks good, and it should cultivate art appreciation.

The main thing is that there are too many, smashed it, and then bought back, it is not necessarily true, it is almost done. Of course, to prevent them from taking it out and selling it again, each of them marked the criminal department at the backer's place, and also specially registered. If you dare to take it out and circulate it, I will be responsible. But I also feel that the Jia family is not kind this time, and they are fishing in troubled waters.

"It's still hard, sell it separately, it's hard work." Ou Mengmeng's hands were spread. This is still Jia Ying brought to other places and scattered his henchmen. Thoughts are more expensive than antiques.

Amber couldn't listen to it anymore, and sat down silently on the wheel, afraid that she would laugh out loud.

Xiong Er looked at the old lady, did you see it, your personal girl can't listen to it anymore, are you embarrassed to say?

"It's a bit unbearable to sell to others, but sell these guys...... Besides, as you said, they are afraid that they will take back all the fake things in the whole country." Ou Mengmeng twitched the corners of her mouth, she really didn't expect that she would be caught before she started, but she felt that the fake had never been broken since the ages, "They always need these things as decorations, how can they really be so easy to buy." Besides, in a hundred years, these will be antiques. Let them keep it well and leave it to their children and grandchildren, with the mark of the Criminal Department, which is not worth more than the original, this is a special collection."

"Alas, old lady!" Xiong Er covered her head, she was so narrow, does the emperor know? However, the dust he came along the way, but this time, was all swept away by laughter. This is also what the emperor said, chatting with this old lady for a while, it seems that you can really relax. I don't think it's a big deal!

Ou Mengmeng shook his head at him, the meaning is very clear, you have the ability, you bite me!

Xiong Er shook his head, but he couldn't stop laughing. He actually understood what the old lady meant, Jia Zheng was also deceived at the beginning, he didn't bring it out to deceive people, and his character was good.

Now that they know that they want to furnish them, and they don't really like it, this is called going to the market, and they don't have any burden to sell.

I guess if we really dig deeper, can they still say, can we say that it is genuine? Do we have a contract? It's strange that the old lady gave them a handle. This is why he told people not to make trouble, the more troublesome he became, the more shameless he became, and he shouldn't come to find it. It's not enough to sell it secretly, but now it's marked, and you can't sell it if you want to.

"Tell me about the case again." Ou Mengmeng waited for him to finish laughing, and then said again. Actually, this case

, Xiong Er has already said it once just now. Now, she wants to hear it again.

Xiong Er also knew that although the old lady was joking with him just now, her mind was probably on the case, so she said it again with a smile.

Gusu's case is actually not difficult, but Xiong Er rushed over, in fact, he really didn't just think that there were many rights and wrongs in Beijing, but that he really felt that this case was unavoidable.

This time the cause is still in Beijing, Ou Mengmeng and before they left Beijing, didn't Xiong Er ask her if she would kill someone in her dream. Actually, it's not complete. It should be said that he was killed by a phantom in a dream.

It's a certain man who got a magic weapon, saying that it can save lives, but he can only look at the negative side, not the front. If you don't say this, maybe people won't know that you can look at the front. But when you deliberately say that you can't look at the negative side, and you will die if you see the negative side, isn't this a trick to hook people to look at the front?

So early the next morning, I found that everyone was hard. The adults of that family quit, and their family also had something to do with the Xiong family, so they found Xiong Er.

Xiong Er's autopsy did not find anything famous, and he really couldn't find any traces of his killing. But the family just said that this is the demon monk and demon Dao's demon method to kill people.

What should Xiong Er do, can he use demon magic to kill people and ask for crimes, he dares to do this, he has to be sprayed to death by those ignorant people.

Otherwise, he could ask the old lady, just thinking that the old lady was so old that she could always have some ideas. Who knows that the old lady doesn't believe these things at all, what people say is inferred according to common sense, which is considered a normal statement.

He couldn't tell the old lady that there were demon monks and demons who were killing people in other people's dreams. Isn't this the panic of a Taoist society? This matter was suppressed, but Xiong Er still deliberately sent a secret capture document, and he must find this pair of demon monks and demons.

This time I came back to Gusu, but I didn't find the demon monk and demon Tao, but said that the widow of a wealthy family was in Gusu to retire, and that family was also unlucky, but it was said by a pair of monks that it was a disaster star, and it would kill parents and relatives. Then the family was almost burned to death by the neighbors around them. I had to leave overnight. It is now protected in Gusu Mansion. Because it involved the two people that Xiong Er was looking for, he reported to the capital.

"Is the widow of the rich family also surnamed Zhen, and her husband's surname is Feng?" Ou Mengmeng and Xiong Er finished joking, and closed their eyes for a while before they spoke softly.

"How do you know?" Xiong Er was stunned, he didn't expect the old lady to react after listening to the story, but now that so much time has passed, she suddenly has a reaction.