“Ding~Ding~”
“Welcome! All our treasures are top-notch, feel free to browse, and we can discuss the price once you’ve found something you like.”
Han Xiao Liu, a time traveler, had just turned 19. He stood at 182 cm tall, weighed 72 kg, and was a handsome young man.
This body's previous owner was an orphan and a street urchin. He was the owner of an antique shop called "Odd Curios," in Panjiayuan, but none of the items in the shop were genuine.
Half a month ago, he was still a carefree, single bachelor on Blue Star.
His biggest hobby in life was shooting.
He spent his days at the shooting range and his nights in hotel rooms.
Han Xiao Liu had an almost fanatical obsession with firearms. However, due to his environment, he could only practice with pistols at the shooting range.
He always wanted to try a long gun, even a sniper rifle. He especially loved shotguns, commonly known as "shotguns," feeling they were the toys men should play with. But he could only imagine it because there was no place for him to play.
Don't even mention the gun modifications that drove him crazy.
Half a month ago, at the shooting range, Han Xiao Liu finally got his hands on a shotgun. However, he used the wrong type of bullets, and the gun itself had problems, eventually leading to a misfire.
"So this is what it feels like to be shot in the head."
When Han Xiao Liu woke up, he found himself transported to this tomb-robbing world of TV shows.
He also gained a "Tomb Robbery Task Trading System."
The system had already listed all the tombs, with a task list that included classic tombs like the Tomb of the Ancient City of Jingjue and the Tomb of King Lu of the Seven Stars, all of which were featured in his previous life's tomb-robbing dramas.
Furthermore, each task came with a GPS, precisely showing the location of the entrance.
However, the internal mechanisms and dangers needed to be deciphered on their own.
Each task had an ultimate goal.
For instance, the ultimate goal of the Tomb of the Ancient City of Jingjue was to obtain the Jingjue Queen's mask and a section of the root of the Corpse Fragrance Devil's Lily.
The rewards were also generous.
Han Xiao Liu was just an ordinary person in his previous life, and this body was also just average. Although he loved to read tomb-robbing novels and watch TV series, he had no intention of going down into tombs. Besides, it was illegal.
Although his education wasn't high, he was still a good citizen who had received nine years of compulsory education.
However, when Han Xiao Liu saw the dazzling array of firearms in the system's store, he couldn't help but want to grab a loyang shovel and dig up a grave immediately.
And when he saw those gun modification parts in the system's store, his mouth started watering uncontrollably.
In his previous life, gun modification was something he couldn't even dream of.
Now, Han Xiao Liu hadn't even completed the first task in Panjiayuan, and it was a task without any hints.
Task: Find a treasure.
Reward: Activate the system, receive a beginner's package.
The beginner's package includes: a physical enhancement potion, a Lupara single-shot short-barreled shotgun, 12 rounds of dedicated shotgun shells, and an archaeological certificate.
Han Xiao Liu had no idea about treasure appraisal. His previous self was also a weakling who didn't know anything, relying solely on his mouth to deceive others.
In the past half month, this was the first customer to come to his shop.
Han Xiao Liu carefully observed the beauty who entered. She was around 175 cm tall, with skin like congealed fat, bright eyes and white teeth, black hair like clouds, eyebrows that reached her temples, delicate makeup paired with fiery red lips, a beauty that was simply stunning. Her long legs seemed to be longer than his life.
Her magnificent front was also eye-catching. Based on Han Xiao Liu's experience as a previous life's scumbag, this was a standard 36D!
The beauty seemed to sense something and raised her starry eyes to look at Han Xiao Liu.
"What's your name, beautiful lady? What kind of treasure are you looking for?"
"You have a funny way of speaking, little brother. My name is Shirley Yang. I'm just casually browsing Panjiayuan. Do you have any treasures you can show me?"
Han Xiao Liu's heart skipped a beat. He took a closer look at this beauty. Her skin tone and facial features were more Western, her skin was whiter, and her features were more three-dimensional. To be more specific, she somewhat resembled a famous star in his previous life, the fat Di, but she was even more beautiful and possessed a kind of heroism that stars didn't have.
He also noticed that the woman had calluses on the knuckles of both her hands, a characteristic common among those who regularly handle guns. As a fellow gun enthusiast, Han Xiao Liu judged that Shirley Yang was a skilled dual-gun user.
Shirley Yang, one of the three tomb-robbing schools in Ghost Blows Out the Light, was a descendant of the Moving Mountains School, which originated in the Zagros Mountains, also known as the Xinjiang region. The person in front of him perfectly matched these conditions.
‘I didn't expect the first famous person I met would be her. Hu Ba Yi, Hu Ba Yi, I'm sorry, but I'm going to steal this. Besides, it seems like the timeline of Ghost Blows Out the Light has changed. After all, the original story took place in the 1980s, and now it's 2002.’
"My humble name is Han Xiao Liu. People in Panjiayuan call me Six. I'm the owner of this shop. Miss Shirley Yang, you've come at the right time. This place is full of treasures, you know."
Shirley Yang casually picked up a jade ring, and before she could ask the price, Han Xiao Liu gave a direct quote.
"Good eye. This ring costs 50 yuan. It's made of marble and is a piece of exquisite modern craftsmanship."
Shirley Yang couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, not knowing how to respond.
If it weren't for the young owner opening his mouth, she wouldn't have noticed it at first glance.
"It's a good imitation. You wouldn't notice unless you looked closely."
"You're being too kind. You can tell at a glance that you're an expert, so why should I try to show off? It's better to be honest."
Shirley Yang's impression of Han Xiao Liu suddenly improved. He seemed honest.
"Do you have any 'sharp' stuff here?"
Sharp stuff was an insider term. Han Xiao Liu's eyes lit up, giving an impression of confidence.
"Sharp stuff, eh? That's precious! How about this? A Jade Fang Pot. Do you know who collected it? Zhu Zhi Shan! To be honest, a Saudi businessman wanted to buy it a few days ago. I almost wore my lips out trying to sell it to him. But I refused. Do you know why? He wanted to use it to drink liquor."
Shirley Yang listened to Han Xiao Liu's nonstop chattering, and the corners of her mouth began to twitch again.
‘This guy isn't a nutcase, is he? How can he be so different before and after.’
Shirley Yang had a certain level of treasure appraisal ability, but she wasn't a professional. Tomb robbing and treasure appraisal were two different industries. So, at first glance, this Jade Fang Pot seemed authentic.
Han Xiao Liu took out another pendant from another brocade box.
"Hetian jade ‘Immediate Promotion to Nobility’. This item was stolen from the Imperial Household Department during the burning of the Yuanmingyuan by the Eight-Nation Alliance. Do you know what the Imperial Household Department is? It's the department responsible for setting standards for royal artifacts. This item is unique in the whole Panjiayuan."
Shirley Yang was truly dumbfounded by Han Xiao Liu.
The reason Han Xiao Liu was trying so hard was to get some money to buy equipment.
He didn't even have a car, so how could he go out tomb-robbing without equipment, let alone knowing where to buy a loyang shovel.
Shirley Yang looked at the two small objects in front of her. They looked good just from the appearance, and the workmanship was not bad either.
"You can take a closer look with your own hands."
Han Xiao Liu handed her a pair of white gloves, with a confident expression on his face.
Shirley Yang took the gloves with a puzzled look and put them on. Then she examined them carefully. However, she didn't have any special equipment for appraisal, and her own appraisal skills were limited. For a while, she couldn't tell if they were real or fake.
But who was Shirley Yang? She was an American tycoon!
"Boss, how much are these two? I'll take them."
"Alright! It'll be 160,000 yuan, non-negotiable. I've given you a huge discount. If a foreigner wants to buy it, I wouldn't sell it for less than 200,000 yuan."
"Here's 22,000 US dollars. Consider the extra as a tip."
It was the new millennium, and 22,000 US dollars was roughly equivalent to over 170,000 yuan.
Han Xiao Liu smoothly took the US dollars and threw them into the cash box.
"You're so generous, lady. Let me wrap them up for you."
Han Xiao Liu was overjoyed. He was just hoping to ask for a sky-high price and then wait for Shirley to bargain, but this direct payment was truly wealthy.
Shirley Yang looked at the handsome young man in front of her, and she always felt that his behavior was full of contradictions.
The desire that flashed in his eyes when he received the money was undeniable, and his salesmanship was excellent. But something felt off about him.
Shirley Yang lived overseas and was in China for the first time, let alone visiting Panjiayuan. She had no idea that she had just spent money on fake goods that cost less than 200 yuan.
However, the two items were indeed well-made, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to tell the difference. These were indeed the few 'fine' fake goods in this shop.