This unexpected joy almost made Dai Quanxin jump for joy. He exclaimed happily, "My things can't compare to Boss Mo's, of course. I didn't go to school much, so I don't understand these refined things, hahaha..."
He never expected these scraps of paper to be worth so much money. Luckily, he didn't use them to wipe his butt. God help him, Dai Quanxin, it's time to make a fortune.
Zhu Fanfan: ...To be so happy when someone belittles you, is this person crazy?
Dai Quanxin rubbed his hands and said, "Boss Mo, when can we trade? I'm not rushing you, I just want to sell it first and then trade with you. Next time I'll trade with gold and jade directly."
Books are so valuable, why doesn't he just collect more books in the future? These things are so cheap to collect. Boss Mo is so generous.
Zhu Fanfan said, "Let's go!"
After saying that, he turned and left. Dai Quanxin thought he had said something unpleasant and wondered what he had said wrong. As soon as the basement door closed, Zhu Fanfan used her spiritual power to go in and move everything into her space. While she was taking inventory of Dai Quanxin's things, she had already prepared the supplies with her divine sense. The calligraphy and paintings were transferred into her space and then the supplies were piled up in the warehouse. That's how fast she gets things done.
When they arrived in the living room, Dai Quanxin tentatively asked Zhu Fanfan when the transaction would take place. Zhu Fanfan glanced at him and said, "My people have already taken the goods and delivered all the supplies to you. You can go and inspect them."
Dai Quanxin was stunned. Had something wrong with his ears? Hadn't they just come out? And there were so many people in the courtyard; they would have alerted him if there had been any noise.
Bai Wenya didn't believe it either, but still said, "Can we go with you to take a look at the goods?"
Although he was speaking to Dai Quanxin, he kept an eye on Zhu Fanfan out of the corner of his eye; her answer was what mattered.
Zhu Fanfan waved her hand: "I'll just take out my forms and check them one by one. If I can't finish checking them in half an hour, I'll leave."
Not knowing if this was a threat from Boss Mo, Bai Wenya still chose to verify it herself. Several people carried Dai Quanxin away. Zhu Fanfan didn't care. After all, if it were her, she would be more cautious. Only someone like Dai Quanxin, who had just entered the black market and hadn't suffered too many losses, would trust her so much.
Several people arrived in no time, their attitudes changing drastically. Each of them wore a fawning smile, especially Bai Wenya: "Boss Mo, there's no time like the present, let's go make the deal now! I won't trouble you to make two trips. My gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, and paintings are all in my cellar, and I've kept them safe and sound. I'll take you there."
All the goods were genuine and of top quality. The seafood was all lively and incredibly fresh, and the pork was a whole pig, already slaughtered. You know, slaughtering a pig requires hiring people, which is another expense. There was also a live pig, live chickens, ducks, geese, and rabbits, so there was no worry about them not selling or spoiling. The grain was easy to handle; they could just be piled up there. As for the live animals, somehow they didn't make a single sound. It's clear that Boss Mo is a very resourceful person, and they just took themselves too seriously.
Moreover, the sooner they get the goods, the sooner they can sell them and make money. They can even take them to the county, where they know people, so they don't have to worry about finding a market. Their eyes were practically glowing with greed as they looked at the overflowing goods. They wanted to slap themselves for turning away the god of wealth.
Zhu Fanfan asked, "You occupy the entire commune from all directions, do you expect me to accompany you to run all over the commune?"
When Bai Wenya saw the look in Zhu Fanfan's eyes, the thought that automatically came to her mind was: Do you think you're worthy of me running away?
Bai Wenya hesitated for a moment and said, "How about we bring the things over?"
Zhu Fanfan asked directly, "Can you even see the road?"
Although she didn't know why she was asked that, Bai Wenya still replied, "We've already explored the whole area; we could walk home with our eyes closed."
Zhu Fanfan was satisfied: "I don't have that much time to waste. I'll take you to my own base and we'll trade directly. Any objections?"
The group looked at each other in bewilderment. Could it be that Boss Mo was also very familiar with the commune and even knew where their hideout was?
Zhu Fanfan said, "I'll take two people over first, and then I'll take the last one after the transaction is complete. If anything happens, have Dai Quanxin contact Zhu Fanfan tomorrow. Don't let anyone find out that you've contacted her, or the transaction will be canceled."
The group readily agreed. Their goal was the supplies; they didn't even know Zhu Fanfan, so why were they going to find her?
Zhu Fanfan said, "It's just the two of you. Get ready to give directions."
As soon as Bai Wenya and Hang Fei opened their mouths, Zhu Fanfan grabbed the back of their collars and started running quickly. Because of the height difference, he had to lift his arms up a bit. He also took out the light bead and hung it around his neck. They sped along and soon arrived at the place Bai Wenya had specified. After stopping, the two of them immediately vomited.
Bai Wenya never imagined that one day he would be carried around at the speed of an airplane. He experienced what people call airsickness. He looked at his watch and only five minutes had passed, but it felt like an eternity. Is this what a master is like? They're treating them like dirt, taking advantage of his lack of martial arts skills.
Seeing that Bai Wenya was almost in tears, Zhu Fanfan felt a rare pang of conscience and said, "Where are your things? Don't waste my time."
This is her straightforward way of comforting people: when you're busy, you don't have time to be sentimental. If you still have time to be sad, it means you have too little to do. She doesn't mind finding things for them to do.
Bai Wenya immediately returned to normal and very kindly invited Zhu Fanfan into his warehouse, stopping Hang Fei directly. Although he liked to visit other people's warehouses, he refused to visit his own.
Once inside, Bai Wenya opened the hidden compartment she had set up right in front of Zhu Fanfan. He knew in his heart that compared to her, his skills were nothing but showing off his limited abilities. It was better to openly reveal his secret passage and at least show sincerity.
Zhu Fanfan looked at the jewelry in front of him. The quality of the jewelry was excellent. In later times, each piece would be worth at least tens of thousands of yuan, and a good one could fetch tens of millions at auction. They were just casually placed there. There were even paintings and calligraphy by Tang Bohu. Just a scroll was placed there. Did he know their value?
Zhu Fanfan reiterated, "Things will be very valuable in thirty years, but they aren't worth that much now."
Especially since this revolution would devalue these good things to nothing, further reducing their prices, she was only willing to buy them at the current market price.
Bai Wenya was not disappointed: "Boss Mo, you decide what to give, I trust you."
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