The events of Building 95 have been passed around and exaggerated, becoming almost demonic.
If it weren't for the current anti-feudal movement, they would have been performing exorcism rituals.
“Hmm… why does your building smell like shit everywhere.”
“The guy who fell into the shit pit last night, his mom is making shit soup today.”
“Ahahaha, honk honk honk honk, quack quack quack quack.”
“Stop it, our middle building is already beyond saving.”
“Can’t stop, ahahaha, it’s unstoppable.”
Bu Xiang Dong rolled his eyes at him.
That laughter was so damn annoying.
Hu Ba Yi asked in a low voice, “Has the spy who gives the password appeared?”
“No… if they could appear casually, they wouldn’t be called a spy.”
“Right!”
Bu Xiang Dong decided to find some pamphlets to nail the “spy.”
The Pear Blossom Association needed some documents too.
“Dong Ge! Be careful, I suspect he's active in the Dongzhimen area.”
“Let's go to Dashilan first, then go to the recycling center to find some things.”
Official document paper and covers were hard to find, channels were limited these days.
To make fake documents that look like the real deal.
We have to find the same official materials.
“What are you carrying?”
“Picked up a bottle.”
“Picked up?”
“Mhm!”
The Bu Xiang Dong trio went to Dashilan to meet Lao Jin Tou.
They also brought a hollowed-out concentric bottle for him to authenticate.
Nicknamed Lao Jin Tou, he was not actually very old.
It wasn't so much a business meeting as it was a person-to-person interaction.
He was also curious about the Dong Ge his son had mentioned.
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“Haha, I thought he was a middle-aged man. I didn't expect Dong Ge to be so young.”
Xiao Bao Ya must have bragged a lot about them.
Bu Xiang Dong's supplies were introduced by him.
In these days of scarcity, anyone who could get out-of-plan supplies was a hero.
Especially for those old-timers who valued face.
Even in this era, some people were still living in the glory of their ancestors.
“Just call me Dong Zi. Don't call me old, man.”
“The quality of your stuff is all top-notch. I'll take as much as you bring.”
They didn't need to say it out loud.
Bu Xiang Dong didn't ask who wanted these materials.
Lao Jin Tou didn't ask where these materials came from.
If they really dug into each other, who knew if they could be trusted.
If one party was raided, the other party would be more likely to be exposed.
It was better this way, where they didn't know each other, and as long as there was no evidence, everything was fine.
The entire city of Si Jiu Cheng was so big, there were countless secret deals. It wasn't uncommon throughout history.
It was even possible that those who shouted slogans in meetings were secretly involved in the business themselves.
“Dong Zi, my son told me that you wanted to settle with gold bars, right?”
“Gold is hard currency everywhere, would I dare to spend a stack of cash carelessly?”
Bu Xiang Dong honestly told him.
Paper money is considered money only after you spend it.
But gold can be held.
“Right, I'll try to find some gold bars. Also… you know I’m collecting antiques, right? Are you collecting too?”
Lao Jin Tou was clearly probing him.
Bu Xiang Dong chuckled, “Collecting antiques, not at the moment.”
“But I’m interested in ancient artifacts. I’ll buy some if I get a chance! I brought one today, have a look.”
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Bu Xiang Dong took out the bottle he had prepared.
Lao Jin Tou's eyes immediately widened.
“Where did you get this? I apologize. This style is from the Imperial Palace.”
“Tsk tsk… wasn’t there one like this that was stolen by foreigners back then?”
The fat man's eyes lit up, “Jin Shu, is this porcelain bottle valuable?”
“Quickly get rid of the curse word. If this is real, it’s a national treasure!”
Lao Jin Tou was in awe, carefully examining every detail.
“Qing Qianlong-style enamel painted dragon and phoenix flower vase with hollowed-out concentric design. There are many concentric vases from the Qianlong era, but this level of craftsmanship is less than five pieces in the country. A peak of porcelain craftsmanship, a masterpiece passed down through generations.”
Bu Xiang Dong also gasped.
A successful lucky find, a huge profit!
No wonder this kind of bottle could fetch a price of 550 million.
“I believe this is real, Dong Zi, are you going to sell it?”
“Since it’s a heirloom, I naturally don’t want to sell it.”
The fat man raised his eyebrows and asked, “Uncle, can we trade it for a car?”
Lao Jin Tou held up two fingers.
“Two cars, then we can. Dong Ge, think about it?”
“It’s twenty cars, at least! If Dong Zi is willing to sell, I’ll pay ten gold bars.”
“Damn, I’m so freaking… wow, my ancestors!”
Bu Xiang Dong shouted, “Don’t wow, your ancestors don’t like it.”
Wang Kai Xuan; ‘…’
Ten gold bars are only worth two thousand five hundred at the moment.
Is Bu Xiang Dong the kind of person who needs two thousand five hundred?
Yes!
But he makes money quickly, how could he bear to sell a national treasure.
“Uncle, the gold bars you’re talking about aren’t the edible kind, right? I know, it’s a specialty from eastern Fujian.”
“You tell me, it’s gold.”
“Ten gold, ten gold oh ten gold, ten gold oh ten gold, you can’t spend it all even in a year.”
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