Chapter 171 Maybe I can give you a wife

"Tsk tsk, don't mention it, there's even an imperial edict. Maybe there really is an emperor buried here. There's no such person in history. Maybe they just keep a low profile!"

"Go away now. You are so low-key that you can even make the country low-key. You are probably just dreaming. What kind of imperial edict is this? Bring it to me so I can see it. Maybe you wrote it yourself!"

Commonly known as fooling oneself.

He also went to school for a few days when he was a kid, but his grades were bad. Didn’t he change his grades himself to avoid getting beaten?

However, there was a famine and when he fled here, almost all his family members died. No one listened to what he said, whether it was the truth or lies.

If he hadn't met Lu Yao, the grass in front of his grave might have been taller than him.

The brothers' situations were similar and they had discussed it privately. They didn't have any relatives around, so no one would listen to them even if they wanted to act coquettishly. The 10-year term agreed upon with Lu Yao was coming to an end, and they had already obtained a regular household registration. As long as they could get some time, they could use the money they had saved over the years and go down the mountain to be free. But when that day really came, they didn't want to leave at all.

They had been guarding the pig farm in the mountains for nearly 10 years. They had bled the pigs together and killed people together to protect the secrets of the pig farm. Not to mention the number of "goods" they had delivered to Lao Xing, which was too many to count on one's fingers and toes. They had long been closer than brothers. As long as the brothers were together, it was home...

More importantly,

Brother Yao is a capable man. If we follow him, maybe we can find wives for these old bachelors...

Between brothers, there is nothing to worry about.

Zheng Dana came over with his eyes wide open, and with his palm spread out his hand, he was about to snatch the thing from Zhang Chunsheng's hand!

"Hey, be careful, this might be an antique!"

Although there has been a lot of commotion outside in recent years, with everything from dilapidated to sealed and rebuilt, a lot of treasures have been wasted. If anyone has any good things, they will hide them tightly, for fear that someone will show up and destroy the things, and not only will their family be ruined.

In the eyes of those who know the business, a treasure is always a treasure.

The so-called gold in troubled times and antiques in prosperous times, now these treasures are worthless and even bring disaster. The country cannot always be like this. Haven’t you noticed that no one is making a fuss in the market? Are there any cities for those who have been sent down to lower levels?

Not having an education does not mean you have no children, and not having children does not mean you have no knowledge. Who knows, one day, these treasures may see the light of day again and become worth a lot of money!

Even if I can't achieve it in this lifetime, it's okay if my children and grandchildren can achieve it.

Thinking about his wife and fat son at home, Zhang Chunsheng felt that a man should find ways to make money for his wife and children. Strong and single men like Dana knew nothing.

The ignorant singles were very skilled at cleaning up the mess. They buried what needed to be buried and tied up what needed to be tied up. Even the cunning Xu Shengli was beaten by them and was left gasping for breath.

When the tied up man was buried in the ground, only half of his body was exposed, so he couldn't run away.

After patting the dust off his hands, a few rough guys also came over.

"What antiques? Let us see them too!"

"So he was just a horseman, driving a carriage. No wonder there was nothing in that grave~"

“The yellowish color is really ugly...”

"What do you know? This silk looks and feels slippery..."

"This imperial edict is a little thin. You have rough hands and feet, so be careful. What if you tear it..."

Zhang Chunsheng's small body looked quite strong in the crowd, but compared with these rough people, he was not as good as before. In a blink of an eye, he was squeezed out and could only survive in the cracks.

The imperial edict had almost slipped out of his control, and with only two fingers left, he was still not giving up and gently pinching a corner of the imperial edict, making a final struggle...