At five o'clock the next morning, Li Mo got up and went for a run. When he returned to the hotel, it was already seven o'clock. Chen Xiaojun and others were waiting in the leisure area of the lobby downstairs.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Not yet, I'll wait for you to come together." Chen Xiaojun quickly replied.
"I'm covered in sweat, so I'll go up and take a shower. You go and eat first, don't wait for me."
The hotel's breakfast buffet was quite generous. Li Mo made a plate and sat down next to Chen Xiaojun to eat.
"Uncle Junior, Liu Ziping called us early this morning and asked us when we were going there. He looked very anxious."
"Let him hurry up first. When Xiaojun and I go there, you guys should not go with us, lest he get suspicious."
As Li Mo's time dragged on, it was approaching noon. He and Chen Xiaojun walked into Xiangli Village unhurriedly, taking photos along the way from time to time, photos full of rustic elements.
"Uncle, if you stay in an international big city like Kyoto for a long time, you will miss the quiet life in the countryside. But if you really want to stay in the countryside for a while, you will feel very uncomfortable. Do you think people are weird?"
"So now the courtyard houses in the old alleys of Kyoto are priced but not available. They are a place of tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle. You can enjoy the convenience of an international city when you go out, and you can enjoy a quiet and comfortable life when you go home."
Li Mo is carrying a bag. It is a pity that this Xiangli village is surrounded by mountains and rivers but has not been able to develop. Unlike Chenjia Village in Huizhou, it is a well-known hometown of martial arts, and many people go there just to play.
"Uncle Junior, the old house in front is Liu Ziping's house."
Li Mo took a look. Although the wall was old and covered with ivy, there were still sharp glass fragments standing on it to prevent others from climbing over the wall.
Creaking, the old wooden door opened, making a squeaking sound. Liu Ziping happened to come out and take a look, his anxious face was immediately filled with a smile. He wiped his hands on the sides of his pants and stretched out to Li Mo and said, "Hello, little boss, I thought you were coming in the afternoon."
The young man yesterday, the little boss today, Liu Ziping's attitude changed quite quickly.
"I'm sorry, uncle, we went to another place for shopping this morning, and we just came here."
"There are a lot of fun places in Yuezhou. Take a look around when you have time. Little boss, please come in."
Li Mo stepped into the yard and immediately looked towards the corner. His strange eyes penetrated the round thing, and dark golden haloes spread out.
There are twelve zodiac carvings on the surface. The shape, size, and deep golden aperture all prove that the thing in front of you is a golden gong from the Qin and Han Dynasties.
It also finally confirmed a two-thousand-year-old legend that the twelve-sided golden gong treasure of the Overlord of Western Chu indeed existed.
The first gold gong discovered is in the Kyoto Museum, and what is in front of you is the second gold gong.
What made him heartbroken was that the golden gong in front of him had been seriously damaged. Not only was it deformed, it also had several cracks, was stained with mud, and was mixed with those debris.
Li Mo withdrew his gaze and nodded calmly to Chen Xiaojun beside him.
Chen Xiaojun's eyes showed surprise, but he hid it well. He reached out and took Li Mo's backpack and said respectfully: "Boss, according to the schedule, we can only stay here for two hours. The chairman called you this morning to urge you to go back. The store has done another business, and I want you to rush back as soon as possible to take over and confirm."
"How much is it?"
"More than seven million."
"Okay, we'll go back to the Magic City in the afternoon."
Liu Ziping, who was walking in front, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva unconsciously when he heard these words. He seemed to have seen 50,000 cash in his hands. At this moment, his eyes rolled, not knowing what he was thinking.
There was a stove and a small iron pot at the door. Next to it was a plastic bag with unknown contents and ten eggs.
"Little boss, all the ingredients are ready, look?"
"Understood, I'll transfer the money to you now." Li Mo took out his cell phone and called him five thousand.
After receiving the text message reminder, Liu Ziping hurriedly ran into the house and moved out two old wooden benches: "Little boss, please sit down. I will give you a step-by-step introduction and demonstration."
He opened the packaging bag, took out packets of small ingredients from it, and then introduced to Li and Mo one by one what spices were used, what the main ingredients were, and what the auxiliary ingredients were.
Li Mo was filming on the sidelines with his mobile phone.
Liu Ziping poured all the spices into the pot, added water and started to boil.
"Little boss, this water will take half an hour to boil."
"There is still enough time, we are not in a hurry. Uncle, you can sit down too, and we can chat when you have nothing to do." Li Mo made room for him and said with a smile, "I heard you say yesterday that you were a man more than twenty years ago. When you went to the Magic City, were you there to work?"
"Little boss, do you smoke?" Liu Ziping took out a cigarette and offered one to Li Mo, but he waved his hand and refused. He lit one himself and took a puff and said, "I have no education, and no one wanted to work in Shanghai. Back then, I didn't want to work in the city. I was delivering something to someone, and I only stayed there for three days."
"Oh, that's a pity. It's a rare trip and you should visit it more, especially along the Huangpu River. The Bund, the magic city, is world-famous."
Liu Ziping took several puffs of cigarette and flicked the ash skillfully. He glanced at Li Mo who was looking at the screen of his mobile phone, with a hint of cunning in his eyes: "Little boss, to tell you the truth, I went to the Magic City for a Tourists send antiques over there.”
Li Mo turned to look at him and said with some surprise: "Uncle, what is that antique you gave me? Porcelain, calligraphy and painting, or jade? How much is it worth?"
"No, it's something that looks like a huge gong. The tourist said it was an antique, so he spent money to buy one. He also asked me to escort him in his car, and he would pay the balance when he arrived at the destination."
"Bought one? You mean you have a few more in your hands? Are they still there? Can you let me see what they look like?"
"There are only two in total. One was bought more than 20 years ago, and there is still one left at home, but the remaining one has been deformed and cracked, so the person didn't want it."
Li Mo looked very interested, stood up and said, "Uncle, please take me to see the bad one."
"Little boss, wait a minute, I'll move it here."
Liu Ziping ran to the corner, messed around and cleaned up other debris. He wanted to move it alone, but the thing weighed one hundred and fifty-six kilograms, and he couldn't move it at all.
"Stop moving, I'll come over and take a look." Li Mo walked in and knelt down to look at it carefully for a few minutes. Finally, he sighed softly and said, "What a pity. If this was intact, it would really be worth a lot of money. It is now severely deformed. , the edges are cracked in five places, the condition has been ruined and it is no longer worth the price.”
"Little boss, aren't all antiques like this?" Liu Ziping said unwillingly.
Li Mo shook his head with a smile and said: "The truly valuable antiques are those that last a long time, are good, and are in new condition, not just any old object that is valuable. Your thing only lasts a long time, so it is not worth much."
"Little boss, you said it's not worth anything, so how much is it worth?"
Li Mo touched his chin and made an estimate and said, "I estimate it's only four to five thousand yuan, but I'm in the antique industry and the pricing standards are different. I guess other people will just treat it as waste and recycle it."
After speaking, he walked back to the iron pot, opened the lid, smelled it and said, "The aroma is coming out."
"Little boss, do you want to take the five thousand yuan I sold you?"
"No, it takes up a lot of space. If I buy it for five thousand, I will earn two or three thousand at most. It's boring."
Li Mo refused directly, then glanced at Chen Xiaojun and said, "I'm going to go out for a walk in this village, you stay here and keep an eye on me."
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