"Hard currency" most likely refers to things like gold bars and US dollars.
These bastards not only stole national treasures, but also plundered the people's wealth.
She made up her mind; she had to go and investigate tonight.
If it's a real national treasure, she'll risk everything to intercept it.
We must never allow these national treasures to be lost overseas.
The night was as dark as ink, and a cold wind howled.
Su Tang changed into a darker outfit that would allow for easier movement, while still maintaining a simple disguise on her face.
They quietly made their way to the abandoned Third Textile Factory on the outskirts of the city.
The factory had long been abandoned, its ruins appearing even more eerie under the moonlight.
Like a nimble cat, Su Tang easily evaded the few roaming sentries on the perimeter and scaled the dilapidated wall.
She took out lock-picking tools from her spatial storage and fiddled with a rusty old lock on the side door of the warehouse.
With a soft click, the lock opened.
The warehouse was pitch black and filled with dust and a musty smell.
Su Tang put on the miniature night vision goggles she had redeemed from her spatial storage, and the scene before her immediately became clear.
Sure enough, in the center of the warehouse, there were more than thirty large wooden crates covered with tarpaulins, exactly the same as those seen on the black market.
She didn't rush to take action, but first observed the deployment of these people.
The positions of the three sentries are in the way.
Su Tang exchanged a specially made small anesthetic syringe launcher from the armory and aimed it silently.
Three barely audible "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sounds.
The three sentries swayed almost simultaneously and collapsed silently to the ground without uttering a sound.
Having dealt with the trouble, Su Tang moved with lightning speed, arriving at the wooden box in a few flashes.
She carefully pried open the edge of one of the wooden crates with a thin crowbar.
The moment the box lid was opened, even though I was mentally prepared.
Su Tang was still shocked by what was inside.
Soft moonlight streamed through the holes in the warehouse roof, illuminating the inside of the crates.
A Shang and Zhou bronze ding (a type of ancient Chinese cooking vessel) with a shimmering bluish-green luster, simple and heavy, covered with mysterious taotie patterns.
Several delicate and warm-looking white jade bi discs and cong tubes from the Han Dynasty, with exquisite carvings.
There are also several ancient books wrapped in brocade, with the words "Shangshu" and "Liji" faintly visible.
Su Tang gasped. Any one of these items could be considered a national treasure.
She then pried open several more boxes.
There is a Longquan celadon bottle from the Song Dynasty, with a glaze as green and jade-like as jade.
There is a large blue-and-white lotus-patterned plate from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, with the cobalt blue pigment applied perfectly.
There is a famille rose vase with a myriad of flowers from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, which is colorful and magnificent.
There was another box filled with landscape and figure paintings and calligraphy scrolls by Tang Bohu and Wen Zhengming, the air filled with the fragrance of ink.
There was another box containing neatly stacked gold bars and bundles of US dollars and British pounds!
Looking at these treasures that have been preserved in the long river of history, and those "hard currencies" stained with blood, Su Tang felt a burning desire in her heart.
These are all descendants of the Dragon Kingdom.
It is a treasure left by our ancestors.
This is a priceless treasure. There are over thirty of these enormous boxes, several meters wide, here!?
Want to get rid of these? Did you ask me?
With a thought, Su Tang instantly activated the space within the ring.
"receive!"
Wherever her thoughts went, one heavy wooden box after another vanished into thin air before her eyes, all being stored away in her spatial storage.
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