“Hey, you three, why don't you leave these items with me? I'll sell them for you when I find the right buyer. Don't worry, I'll definitely get a good price!"
“If you agree, I'll give you the money right now. Two hundred thousand, this is my upfront payment. If I sell them at a high price, I'll pay the rest of the balance!”
Da Jin Ya rubbed his hands together, his face full of flattery.
They exchanged glances.
Bai Tian Yu smiled and shook his head, then spoke.
“Alright, Jin Ye, we'll leave these items with you. After all, you are the professional, aren't you!”
“That's right. Don't try to cheat us, we may not be experts, but we can still tell a thing or two about this stuff!”
Lao Hu spoke at the same time.
“Alright, I’ll get the money for you three!”
Hearing Bai Tian Yu and the others agree, Da Jin Ya immediately went to get several stacks of money.
The largest denomination in this era was the Great Unity, ten yuan per bill!
Two hundred thousand, that wasn't a small sum. Wang Pang Zi's eyes lit up as he looked at the stacks of bills.
“Jin Ye, why don't we just take a hundred thousand? Use the other hundred thousand to buy us a courtyard?”
Bai Tian Yu stopped Wang Pang Zi who was about to take all the money and said.
“Of course, a hundred thousand should be enough to buy a decent courtyard. Don't worry, Bai Ye, I'll take care of it!”
Hearing Bai Tian Yu’s desire to buy a courtyard, Da Jin Ya immediately patted his chest and guaranteed it.
“Of course, this is temporary. If the Song Dynasty porcelain is sold, you’d better find three courtyards for us!”
“Ah?”
One is enough! Why buy so many?
Wang Pang Zi was a bit confused. There were only three of them, what would they do with so many houses?
“Are you an idiot? It's fine now that we're bachelors. But once we get married and have children, will we still live together?”
“What are you thinking about?!”
Lao Hu knew exactly what Bai Tian Yu was thinking. He angrily slapped Wang Pang Zi. This guy really had nothing but mutton on his mind.
“Hee hee hee, so that’s it. I thought… ”
“You thought what?”
“Nothing, nothing. A hundred thousand is enough, hee hee hee!”
Seeing Bai Tian Yu’s smiling face, Wang Pang Zi, sensing danger, quickly waved his hands.
“By the way, Jin Ye, we'd like to learn from you. Otherwise, next time we go down and don't recognize anything, it would be a bit bad!”
Thinking back to this mission, Lao Hu felt that his knowledge was a bit shallow and humbly asked for advice.
“That’s fine. But I have an even better opportunity. I heard that the country is organizing an archaeological expedition, and they need someone who understands celestial astrology and Feng Shui to be the guide. Hu Ye, you’re the expert for this!
“The investor is a foreign Chinese, and he says they’re going to the Tomb of the Ancient City!”
“Want to go have a look?”
Da Jin Ya wouldn't refuse Lao Hu’s request. The more knowledgeable Lao Hu was, the more treasures he would bring back.
Mutual benefit, Da Jin Ya would not refuse such a thing!
It's just that this time, there is a better teacher!
“This…”
Lao Hu hesitated, looking at Bai Tian Yu. He was clearly tempted, but uncertain.
“Alright, but we need to talk to that investor!”
Bai Tian Yu had already planned for this expedition to the Tomb of the Ancient City. He didn't want to bring Professor Chen and the rest of them, who were just a bunch of burdens. As for whether or not the plot would trigger without Professor Chen,
It was impossible. As long as he brought in Shirley Yang, Professor Chen, the plot trigger, would definitely show up.
Compared to the burden of these people, Bai Tian Yu wasn't interested in bringing them along.
Besides, he could also save the lives of these people. Why not?
In the television show, it was necessary to beautify the environment for everyone to survive except Professor Hao.
In the novel, only the tomb-robbing trio and the crazy Professor Chen survived, everyone else died.
“Alright, I’ll pass the word. When the time comes, I’ll let you know if it works out!”
Da Jin Ya agreed readily. It was just passing a message, no big deal.
At the mutton restaurant, Wang Pang Zi was happily devouring the hot mutton.
“Lao Bai, why do you want to see that investor?”
Lao Hu drank a glass of beer and curiously asked.
Bai Tian Yu wasn't the curious type. Why would he want to go out of his way to find the investor?
“I suspect he’s a member of the Tomb Robbers of the Shifting Mountain!”
Bai Tian Yu didn’t want to reveal Shirley Yang’s identity completely, but he did want to leak a little to Lao Hu.
“Tomb Robbers of the Shifting Mountain? Are there still Tomb Robbers of the Shifting Mountain in this day and age?”
Lao Hu’s face changed upon hearing “Tomb Robbers of the Shifting Mountain.”
“What are Tomb Robbers of the Shifting Mountain?”
Unlike Lao Hu, Wang Pang Zi was busy chewing mutton and asked in a muffled voice.
“Tomb Robbers of the Shifting Mountain are one of the four major Tomb Robber factions, as famous as the Grave Robbing Commanders!”
“Doesn’t that mean they’re here to steal our bread and butter?”
Wang Pang Zi was anxious after hearing that they were also tomb robbers. He quickly swallowed the mutton in his mouth and said anxiously.
“But the Tomb Robbers of the Shifting Mountain have long since vanished. The last Tomb Robber of the Shifting Mountain left China decades ago, didn’t he?”
“How did you know?”
Now it was Lao Hu’s turn to be puzzled. Even Lao Hu himself only had a vague understanding of this. If it weren’t for the records from his grandfather, Lao Hu himself wouldn’t have been very clear about the ins and outs.
“It’s just a guess. My master was actually a tomb robber, but because he encountered a zombie, his entire team was wiped out. He was the only one who survived and became a monk later!”
“He told me all this!”
Anyway, the old Taoist was already dead. Whatever he said, it was what he said.
Old Taoist: I thank you.
The Old Taoist never dreamed that he would die and still not be able to maintain his late years of integrity.
“I see. So how did you guess it?”
Lao Hu nodded. He wasn’t surprised.
In this day and age, it wasn’t impossible for a tomb robber to have a change of heart in his later years and give away all his fortune to help poor people.
Wasn't the disciple of Zhang San Lian, Flying Heaven Suan Ni, just like that?
He spent all his money and became a monk in his old age, calling himself Dust. If it weren’t to help the last Tomb Robber of the Shifting Mountain, Partridge Whistle, find the Dust Bead, he might still be alive.
“Because I know a secret of the Tomb Robbers of the Shifting Mountain. This is also why they are searching for the Tomb of the Ancient City!”
“What secret?”
“I’ll tell you when they get here!”