Dawn breaks at the entrance of Yonghe Hall.
Several tomb raiders, looking travel-worn, parked their car at the entrance. Each of them carried a heavy snakeskin bag and trudged in.
The second-in-command had been waiting for a long time. He sat at a dilapidated wooden table with a dim oil lamp on it, making the room look particularly gloomy.
That night, the second-in-command barely slept a wink, his mind constantly calculating how much treasure those big oafs could bring back.
In terms of tomb raiding skills, these guys are indeed top-notch in the industry; there are almost no tombs they can't raid.
However, they did not understand the true value of antiques and only knew how to dig and move them.
At that moment, when the tomb raiders opened the snakeskin bag and scattered the items they had taken from the Shen family's ancestral home all over the ground, the second-in-command's eyes lit up.
He carefully examined each antique, his heart filled with ecstasy.
These antiques are not only exquisite, but each piece also contains extremely high historical and cultural value. If they were to be resold, they could definitely make a fortune.
However, the second-in-command deliberately feigned helplessness, shook his head, and sighed: "Sigh, these things are worthless. How about this, I'll give each of you ten thousand yuan as a reward for your hard work."
Ten thousand yuan? The tomb raiders were stunned when they heard this.
They spent the whole night tinkering and painstakingly moving so many treasures out of the Shen family's ancestral home, only to find they were worth so little? Their faces were filled with doubt and dissatisfaction.
"We're not selling anymore, we'll sell it to someone else!" one of the tomb raiders shouted angrily.
The second-in-command revealed a sly smile. He slowly walked up to the tomb raiders and said in a low voice, "Who do you think you can sell to? The Shen family is a powerful clan. If others find out about your tomb raiding here, what if they report you? That could cost you your head."
Upon hearing this, the tomb raiders turned pale with fright.
They hadn't really thought about this issue; if they were reported, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Then... then how much do you think you can give at most?" The leader hesitated for a moment before asking.
"At most 50,000 yuan," the second-in-command said confidently, holding up five fingers.
Fifty thousand yuan? The tomb raiders looked at each other, feeling that they had been ripped off by their second-in-command.
However, upon closer reflection, what the second-in-command said made sense, and they dared not take any risks lightly.
"Fifty thousand it is then." In the end, the leader nodded helplessly.
Even a fool knows that the second-in-command is trying to drive down the price.
Fortunately, I managed to save something this time, otherwise I would have been completely screwed over.
Several people came out. Although they had received 50,000 yuan, 50,000 yuan was a huge sum of money that an ordinary person could not earn in a year.
But tomb raiders are different; it's a matter of life and death for them. Earning only 50,000 yuan is definitely not something they'd be happy about.
early morning.
Several people arrived at Zhang Fan's shop.
Uncle Erda was here today, and he was stopped by a large cleaver as soon as he came in.
"We're looking for the shopkeeper. We've been here before, and the shopkeeper sent us to sell things."
The leader of the tomb raiders was dressed very carefully; in this line of work, if they were exposed, they would be doomed.
The second uncle looked inside. So early?
He only put away his machete when he saw Zhang Fan come out.
Several people walked in and came to Zhang Fan.
"Shopkeeper, take a look."
After saying that, he brought over the only thing he had taken from the Shen family.
This is a shrine, which is common in southern families. The items are made of bronze, and this bronze is quite old; it can be considered an artifact.
The shrine itself has little value, but it has the value of family inheritance. In the south, for a family, it is a place of incense offerings and has endless value.
"This thing isn't very valuable, but it has a lot of sentimental value. Even if I buy it, I have to sell it back to the original owner. Aren't bottles and jars the ones that are worth money?"
Zhang Fan naturally knew who these people were. They were so bold as to move the ancestral shrine from the Shen family's ancestral home.
They dug up the ancestral graves and moved the shrine; they were incredibly audacious.
"How about selling it for a million?"
The eldest brother, who was in charge, tried to ask.
“One million? I can sell it. Since you want to sell it for one million, I’ll give you one million. The real value is in the bottles.”
Zhang Fan did not try to lower the price.
I can see a hidden treasure map inside with my X-ray vision, so the item must be something special.
This thing is useless to anyone else, but it will be useful if sold to the Shen family.
Aren't they here for the auction?
If I take this thing to an auction, won't they cheat me out of a batch of porcelain?
I could easily sell this thing for 100 million or even 1 billion, right? If they don't sell it, I'll just smash it!
Things that seem worthless now contain immeasurable value.
Does the Shen family think they can't handle them?
How about giving it a try now?
Zhang Fan got up and went over with one million yuan in cash.
The tomb raiders sighed, realizing that if they had sold those items to this shopkeeper last night, they would have made 50,000 yuan.
That despicable second-in-command!
They really did try to lower the price!
Looking at the shrine, Zhang Fan already had an idea. Soon the Shen family would find out what they had lost, and then they would be crying.
This shrine, if it doesn't sell for several hundred million, would be a disservice to the Shen family's arrogance!
Haha, it seems I can finally make money legitimately.
Although they got 1 billion yuan from kidnapping Shen Zihao before, it was too much trouble to handle the money, so they could only give it to charity. This time, by going through an auction, will the Shen family know who sold it?
It seems the start-up capital is coming. Last time, the Shen family didn't even lose a layer of skin. What about this time?
It definitely won't work without shedding a layer of skin.
Meanwhile, on the other side...
A five-star hotel in Binhai.
Miss Shen was having breakfast when the butler rushed over.
Cold sweat poured down my forehead.
"Miss, something terrible has happened! Our ancestral home in Binhai was raided by tomb robbers last night, and everything inside has been looted!"
"What! The ancestral home was robbed?"
Miss Shen stood up, her eyes wide open.
The ancestral graves were dug up, and the ancestral home was also stolen?
These people have gone too far!
Are the local police all useless?
"Even the shrine has been stolen! The master has given a death order: we must get the shrine back at all costs, no matter what!"
The butler said tremblingly.
The shrine has been taken away?
this?
Are these people really that lawless? The significance of the shrine to the Shen family is self-evident.
The incense in Hong Kong's shrines all originated from here, but now it's been stolen?
Miss Shen trembled as she took out her phone and called the local police station in Binhai, the provincial police station, and the Beijing police headquarters, cursing them out to be complete bastards!
They were also directly warned that if the case was not solved within three days, the Shen family would withdraw all their investments from the mainland!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
