Men Huigui opened his hands jokingly, pointed at the things in the yard, and said with a smile: "Just piled here?"

Fang Zongtang also used the same joking tone, spreading his hands and said: "Yes, your own things, even if they rot at home, are still yours."

Men Huigui looked at the antiques all over the yard and thought very seriously for a few minutes before giving her an answer.

"Okay, if you can salvage something and you don't sell it to others, everything you salvage will belong to you. I don't want any of it!"

Fang Zongtang: Is there such a good thing?

"We each pay half of the money, and everything we salvage will belong to me. This is a losing deal, have you thought it through?"

This is a very exciting deal, and her tone was very soft.

Men Huigui nodded: "I understand the meaning of my father's name for me. I will make a small loss to honor my ancestors. But you must also promise that the things you salvage will never be sold!"

Of course she agreed to such a good idea immediately.

"I can write you a contract. If I sell even one of the things I salvaged, I will be paid back a thousand times the value of that thing!"

Men Huigui looked at Fang Zongtang seriously.

"No need to write a contract, I believe you!"

She was flattered by this. After all, without a contract, it would only take her a few minutes to deny her obligations.

Men Huigui: "In the next week, I will keep a close eye on the American diving company. Once it is confirmed, I will send you news!"

She was happy and wanted to give something back to the owner!

"Wait here for a moment!"

She took out a lotus seed with a high germination rate from the safe and gave one to Men Huigui!

"Don't underestimate this lotus seed. It's more than a thousand years old. It has nine flowers on its head. No matter how much money someone offers me, I won't sell it. I'm giving it to you!"

She emptied the box of the emerald galloping horse, filled it with lotus seeds and handed it to Men Huigui!

Door returns: He traded a horse with a broken leg for a black lotus seed, which he didn’t know if it could sprout.

"Thank you. I will cultivate it carefully. When nine flowers bloom, I will invite you to see them!"

Fang Zongtang: That’s not necessary!

As soon as Menhui left, Song Yi came back.

At night, Song Yi directly gave her a key.

"This is the key to my room in the villa halfway up the mountain. You can take whatever you want from it!" After saying this, Song Yi closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Fang Zongtang turned over and lay on him.

How could this cunning thing be so generous?

Abnormal, very abnormal!

…

Song Yi was worried about having to demolish both walls, so he personally watched from home.

Silk painting Liu Ye brought Liu Jin to work.

There were quite a few clerks in the front of the shop, and they had built a counter for the two of them. Before they had even broken through the wall, the two of them helped Zhang Xingzu move the antiques in the yard.

"Uncle Liu, you don't have to be so careful. Even if it breaks, my brother Zongtang can fix it to its original shape!" Zhang Xingzu immediately joked with him when he saw that Liu was so cautious with the silk painting that he couldn't even step on an ant to death.

Although Liu, the silk painting artist, had never been to Laoxingtang before, he had actually been to many antique shops.

Even the Rong Xiang was the same as his own home when he was a child.

But~

Even the Rong Xiang wouldn't dare to set up a street stall and just throw such valuable things and antiques on the ground.

If you don’t know, you might think this is a place where fake goods are wholesaled.

No matter how poor his eyesight was, he knew that the items displayed in the yard were absolutely genuine and each one was priceless!

Working in a place like this is worth it even if he doesn't get paid!