Chapter 725
"Haha! How funny!"
Dou Sprout was rolling back and forth on the sofa laughing.
It was freezing outside, and a hot pot was cooking on the table. It was steaming, and Xiaoxuan smiled as she poured vermicelli into the pot.
Douyazai sat up from the sofa and said, "I think you should stop calling Xiang Bawang. It's too ugly. No matter how you pronounce it, it sounds like a bastard."
"Fuck you, you're such a bastard."
"Tell me, boss, isn't my nickname domineering?"
"Um..." Just say you're still thinking about it.
"What else are you thinking about! Just use mine! I've thought it all for you!"
Dou Sprout pointed at me: "From now on, you will be called the King of Mohe Santu!"
"Brother Yu is called Shaolin Tomb Saint."
"Xiaoxuan, please call me Hong Kong Yizhihua, Zhao Xuanxuan."
"I... I haven't decided what my name will be yet."
I said shut the fuck up, "Mohe Santu King? You can imagine that the soil has arrived at his grandma's house. If I call him this, everyone in the industry will laugh at me from now on."
"Just call me Qianyaner Bean sprout boy, because you have already fallen in love with money." I said with a smile.
The hot pot was served, and everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves.
"Yunfeng," he looked at me and said, "I have actually seen it for a long time. You have talent, especially for underground cultural relics, so I thought of one for you."
"It's called... Shenyan Peak."
"what do you think?"
Xiaoxuan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, this sounds good, much better than the Mohe Santu King."
"God's Eye Peak...."
I recited it silently twice, nodded and said: "Bangtou, this is good, I will use this name."
Not long after, an incident spread in the industry.
It is said that Luo Kaishan, the tomb robber who returned to prison, was completely defeated by Shenyanfeng in a certain incident. Find your own way out.
As the person involved, Tian Sanjiu himself seemed to have acquiesced to the rumors and did not make any clarification. The matter spread more and more widely, and even some famous old proprietors of the Southern School knew about it.
Killing two birds with one stone, I not only suppressed Tian Sanjiu and finally got the Iron Buddha, but also paved the way for me, "reputation."
This thing cannot be bought with money.
...
"Come, come, let's eat hot pot and drink wine." Douyazai poured me half a glass of white wine.
"Cough! Cough!"
Brother Yu coughed and said, "Don't pour it for me. I don't feel well."
"Brother Yu, are you okay? How about we go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow?"
"cough!"
"I'm fine Yunfeng, just rest for a few days and I'll be fine. In the end, I won."
The head persuaded: "It's better to take the time to take a look. Wen Bin, you are still young, so don't leave any root causes of disease."
"One more thing, Yunfeng, you should still have some inventory, right?" Tou asked me.
I nodded and said yes, head, I have a little thing.
The boss said: "The old rules in the industry are that the old ones don't go away and the new ones don't come in. In our industry, we are afraid of holding things to hide. If we are unlucky and something happens in the future, everyone will get the stolen goods."
"The Chinese New Year is just over ten days away. Boss Qian will definitely come before the New Year. You can sort it out and give it to him together."
"Well, now that I know the basics, I won't eat anymore and go back to the house to clean up."
Back in the house, I took out a black backpack from under the bed, unzipped it, and dumped everything in the bag on the bed. It was all my own belongings.
What's there?
There are notebooks left for me by Lord Wu, five jade beauties from the Warring States period, which are called noble people in the industry, some copper miscellaneous items, and a bunch of old dog teeth with words engraved on them in small plastic bags. Inside, there is also the embroidered purse that Guicao Po gave me at that time.
I didn't take the purse seriously and threw it aside.
I understand very well what Baotou means. Baotou needs to clear out the goods, and there are still more than ten days to celebrate the New Year. Now that there are big buyers who are not short of money, this year’s goods will not be kept for next year, the old ones will not go, and the new ones will not be left. Come.
Sold them all for money.
Don't forget, there are a lot of things in stock at Baotou, one of which is the most important, which is the burial tool with the skull in Jin Youmei's tomb, which is made of warm glazed glass.
I was digging in my bag to see if I had pulled anything down, when suddenly the phone in my pocket rang.
"Hey, who's there?"
