The next day, they started cleaning up the things in the castle. More than 20 professional "garbage disposal workers" worked together, from the basement to the attic, from the garage to the storage room. Piles of things that might not have seen the sun for decades or even hundreds of years were all cleaned out.

There is an old Chinese saying that goes "a broken home is worth a fortune", and this saying still applies in the UK.

The Valdi Castle was built more than four hundred years ago, nearly five hundred years ago. The Valdi family has always lived in this castle. During its most prosperous period, more than forty direct members of the Valdi family lived in this castle. In addition, there were more than four hundred soldiers stationed in the castle.

It has been more than a hundred years since the castle was last thoroughly cleaned. According to Mr. John, the current butler of the castle, the last time the castle was cleaned was during World War I.

However, after World War I, the world situation changed greatly. The once powerful British Empire lost its glory, and the Vardy family, which relied on the development of the British royal family, also began to decline with the decline of the British royal family. Otherwise, William Vardy's grandfather, Baron William the Elder, would not have invested in IKEA and started investing in other industries.

The current Baron Vardi actually wanted to make his family business more prosperous, but unfortunately he only had the ambition but not the skills to do so. Many important investments resulted in major mistakes, which directly led to the rapid decline of the Vardi family.

Now, this ancient castle, which has been inhabited for more than four hundred years and nearly five hundred years, can no longer be preserved, and those things that have not been cleaned up since the First World War will naturally be exposed again.

The broken boat still has three pounds of nails. Although the Valdi family is declining rapidly, there are still many good things in the castle.

Apart from other things, Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang saw with their own eyes that the four garbage disposal workers who were responsible for cleaning the basement found a wooden box in a corner of the basement. As a result, they found an oil painting from Paul Cézanne's "Still Life" series in the wooden box...

Although the painting is not big, given Paul Cézanne's fame, if it were to be auctioned, the starting price would have to be at least eight figures, in Euros...

Of course, the painting could not be taken out of the castle. Although Mr. John was a butler, he had a sharp eye. A professional British butler like him knew more than many experts and professors. It was difficult to find something under his nose.

Not to mention that when cleaning the castle this time, Baron Vardi also invited a famous appraiser from the British Museum to sit in with Mr. John.

With these two people in charge, it is absolutely impossible for things that are too valuable to be taken out of the castle.

However, Yang Jing did not have to worry about this. The National Biographical Dictionary that he had been paying attention to was mixed in with more than 200 books. If he had not searched carefully one by one, he would not have found any flaws. In the end, after the expert's rough appraisal, these books were sold to Yang Jing for 500 pounds.

Although those books are a bit old, they are all mass-printed books and are not rare or unique copies. Not to mention being auctioned, they cannot be sold at a high price even in a flea market.

The price of 500 pounds was very suitable for Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang. Guo Xiaoxiang also estimated that these books could be sold for about 1,200 to 1,500 pounds at the flea market. This money was a considerable income for the two of them, but Mr. John didn't care about it.

There were quite a lot of these books, and there was no large-scale flea market in Fishguard. If they wanted to dispose of them, they had to go to Cardiff, the capital of Wales, or a big city like London. Mr. John would not waste so much energy just for a little over a thousand pounds. As a rule, these useless books would naturally be sold to the garbage disposer at a low price as a reward.

There were more than 200 books in total. After the first day of cleaning, Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang worked for more than an hour to move the books back to the motel where they lived.

It took them two and a half days to clean out the entire attic. Apart from the books, Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang did not buy anything else.

In the evening, Yang Jing paid more than 100 pounds to treat Guo Xiaoxiang to a seafood dinner. Then the two returned to the hotel and began to deal with the books.

In fact, those books are nothing to Yang Jing, but Guo Xiaoxiang doesn’t know it yet, so Yang Jing wants to give Guo Xiaoxiang a surprise tonight.

"Old Yang, where is the surprise you mentioned?" Guo Xiaoxiang was obviously still thinking about the surprise. While sorting out the books, she asked Yang Jing.

Yang Jing was holding the "National Biographical Dictionary" and searching carefully.

"Wait a minute, if I'm not mistaken, the surprise is about to appear!"

Hearing what Yang Jing said, Guo Xiaoxiang stopped picking up the books. She stood up, wiped her hands, and sat down next to Yang Jing. She asked, "Is this the surprise you mentioned?"

Yang Jing nodded. He had just finished flipping through the book and did not see the three sketches. He was now preparing to tear off the plastic cover of the book.

However, things were not that complicated. Yang Jing simply opened the cover and took a look, and saw a slightly yellowed paper package lying quietly under the cover.

"What is this?" Guo Xiaoxiang asked in surprise.

Yang Jing shook his head and said, "I don't know what it is, but I think it should be something good, otherwise this paper bag would not have been stuffed here by Baron Valdi's father or grandfather."

I carefully took out the paper package. The paper was ordinary white paper, but because it had been in the cover for a long time, the color had turned yellow.

Putting the paper bag on the table, Yang Jing took out a pair of white gloves and put them on, then he carefully opened the paper bag.

Inside the paper package were several folded sheets of white paper. Because they were protected by the paper package, the color of these sheets of white paper did not change much.

When he opened these pieces of white paper, he found that there were three A4-sized papers in total. There was a sketch of furniture on each paper, and in the lower right corner of the sketch, there was a signature that Yang Jing was extremely familiar with.

Yang Jing had seen that signature too many times since coming to the UK, so of course he recognized it.

After seeing these three signatures, Guo Xiaoxiang's mouth opened involuntarily.

"Lao Yang, pinch me! Am I dreaming? This, this is Picasso's signature?"

Yang Jing, who already knew the result, naturally would not miss this opportunity. He stretched out his hand and pinched the fat man's arm hard, but the fat man did not react at all.

The fat man's reaction scared Yang Jing a little, and he quickly shook the fat man hard.

After a long while, the fat man finally shook his head, covered the place where he was pinched with a grin, and said with a half-smile on his face: "Lao Yang, I'm scared, but I know it hurts, which means I'm not dreaming! But if this is not a dream, how do I explain these three Picasso paintings..."