The things that appeared in front of Zhang Lang turned out to be the most exquisite and expensive inflatable dolls! At this moment, they were piled up in a mess, and when they saw them suddenly, they couldn't help but get goosebumps!

Zhang Lang felt dumbfounded and muttered: "People nowadays have really strong tastes!"

Then he went to search for the next container. Unexpectedly, the door was pried open, and there was a loud crash in front of him. Countless glass beads, large and small, poured out from the container, covering Zhang Lang's ankles in an instant.

Zhang Lang was overjoyed. He immediately picked up a few and looked at them. He found that the glass beads here were divided into two categories. Some were crystal clear without any color. He didn't know what they were used for. Some were embedded with various materials.

The colors look like checkers pieces.

Zhang Lang looked at the glass beads in front of him and couldn't help but muttered: "These things should be considered treasures in this world, right?"

Then he took a sack from the horseback, filled it with various glass beads, and then tied the mouth of the bag tightly with a rope.

Weighing the heavy sack in his hand, he put it back beside his mount, then took down the other sacks hanging by the saddle and continued searching.

It wasn't until the sun was about to set that Zhang Lang finally stopped searching.

At this moment, he had filled up the several sacks he had brought. In addition to the bag of glass beads, there were also several bags of other items, all of which Zhang Lang thought could shock the ancients.

Zhang Lang looked at the scene where the search was far from complete, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but several sacks were already full, and he could no longer pack more things.

Returning to the mount, he placed several backpacks next to the horse.

When I looked up, I saw that it was already getting late, so I had to stay and rest for the night before returning tomorrow.

…

Bohai, the residence of the Fourth Young Master.

After Feixu finished cleaning Zhang Lang's room, he sat down at the desk and rested his chin on his hand. He looked a little depressed and couldn't help but murmured: "Young master has been gone for more than twenty days. Why?"

Haven’t come back yet?..."

At this time, there were footsteps coming from behind. Feixu thought it was deputy housekeeper Yuan Fu, so he quickly stood up and turned around.

But he saw that the person who appeared in front of him was not the deputy housekeeper Yuan Fu, but the young master who had been gone for more than twenty days and had not been heard from at all!

Feixu was overjoyed and ran straight towards Zhang Lang. He was about to throw himself into Zhang Lang's arms, but he stopped in the end.

Looking at Zhang Lang with bright big eyes, she shouted excitedly: "Master!..." Then she thought that she should salute, and hurriedly bowed to Zhang Lang Yingying: "I pay my respects to you, Master!"

Zhang Lang helped Feixu and looked at the slender and pretty girl in front of him. He couldn't help but feel the same warm feeling he felt when he saw his family.

He looked around and asked, "Did nothing happen while I was away?"

Feixu shook his head and said: "Everything is very peaceful!" Then he frowned and said: "It's just that the housekeeper always disappears from time to time, and I don't know what he is busy with!"

Zhang Lang was too lazy to care about that Yuan Fu and just laughed it off.

At this time, hurried footsteps came from the door. Zhang Lang couldn't help but look towards the door, and saw deputy housekeeper Yuan Fu and Zhang He and Zhang Yeyu, brothers and sisters, walking in quickly.

When the three of them saw Zhang Lang, they immediately bowed to him: "Young Master!" Yuan Fu couldn't help but said excitedly: "Young Master is finally back! I've been worried about this!"

Zhang Lang smiled and said: "I'm not a big girl, what do you have to worry about!" Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Lang asked Zhang He: "Junyi, have you got your iron spear?"

Zhang He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you for your concern, sir. A few days ago, Tie Long personally delivered the made iron spear!"

Zhang Lang nodded and praised: "This Tie Long is also a bold man! Worth dating!"

Zhang He nodded with deep sympathy.

Zhang Lang looked at Feixu and asked, "There should be a pawnshop in the city, right?"

When Feixu saw Zhang Lang suddenly asking about the pawnshop, he felt strange and nodded: "Of course there are pawnshops. And there are many of them! The most famous one is Jubaozhai."

Zhang Lang asked curiously: "The name Jubaozhai makes you feel very powerful?"

Feixu nodded vigorously and said: "Young master may not know yet! I heard that Jubaozhai is one of the most powerful merchants in the world today. They are different from other pawnshops in that they only accept treasures.

Not only do we collect treasures, we also sell them. The semi-annual Jubaozhai Treasure Competition attracts dignitaries, merchants and wealthy families from all over the world to compete for treasures!"

When Zhang Lang heard Feixu's words, he felt that Jubaozhai was powerful and just the kind of pawnshop he needed. Then he said to everyone: "Come with me to Jubaozhai to have a look."

Yuan Fu quickly clasped his fists and said, "Old slave, please stay and look after the house."

Zhang Lang thought this was good, so he nodded and said to Feixu and Zhang He's brother and sister: "You guys go to the door and wait for me. I'll get something and I'll be back."

Soon after, Zhang Lang carried a small bag of things and came out to join the crowd. Then everyone boarded the carriage parked at the door and left the mansion, heading towards the legendary Jubaozhai under the guidance of Feixu.

After walking for a while, a huge wooden building with a height of five stories, a simple and elegant style, appeared in front of us.

Feixu immediately pointed to the wooden building and said, "Sir, that's the Jubaozhai."

Zhang Lang looked at the wooden building and felt that even in ancient times, this huge wooden building gave people a strong sense of history. He immediately felt that this Jubaozhai was not simple, it was a place with a rich history, and it was definitely not that kind of place. Getting rich can be compared to that.

The carriage went straight to the door, and the four people got off the carriage. Zhang Lang held his cloth bag in his hand, climbed the nine steps, and walked into the door that resembled the artistic conception of a fairy palace.

Zhang Lang looked around and saw eight red pillars regularly arranged in a circle at equal distances in the entire lobby.

The ceiling is very high, so people not only don't have the depressing feeling of being indoors, but instead feel insignificant, like a frog at the bottom of a well.

The entire lobby is not deliberately decorated, and the surrounding walls are hung with paintings that are the same size as the entire wall.

The scroll depicts stars, mountains and rivers. Although there is no single person, the majestic atmosphere revealed in it makes people feel as if they are facing ancient gods, and they can't help but feel a sense of awe in their hearts!

Against the background of the scroll, the entire hall looked extremely simple, solemn, sacred and inviolable, making people unconsciously pay attention to their words and deeds.

Subconsciously, it feels like I have arrived at an extremely noble place, making people involuntarily become respectful.

Zhang He suddenly sighed: "I have long heard that Jubaozhai is by no means a simple merchant family. Now looking at the layout of the lobby, it actually coincides with the number of the Nine Palaces and Bagua. It can be seen that there must be an expert in charge of Jubaozhai."

When Zhang Lang heard this, he couldn't help but look around, and then he realized that this lobby indeed looked like the Nine Palaces and Bagua.

Between each pillar is a hexagram. Each hexagram is a relatively independent area. There is a desk respectively, and behind it sits a handsome middle-aged man.

Except for the hexagram that Zhang Lang and the others came in from, which is the Xuanguan, the other seven hexagrams all look like this.

There are obviously seven counters, and those handsome-looking men must be responsible for negotiating with customers here.

There were luxuriously dressed customers in front of several counters who were whispering to the waiters. They were probably discussing the sale or purchase of treasures. However, their voices were very low, and even with Zhang Lang's keenness, he couldn't hear clearly.

But Zhang Lang is not interested in these. Now he just wants to know whether the things he brought are considered treasures?

A middle-aged man with a gentle temperament wearing a white Confucian shirt came towards him, looked at Zhang Lang, and said with a slight salute: "What do you call this strong man?"

Feixu immediately said: "This is..."

Zhang Lang stopped Feixu, clasped his fists at the middle-aged man and said, "My name is Zhang Lang, and I want to come to your Jubaozhai to sell my treasures!"

The middle-aged man pointed to the counters around him and said: "You can choose a place at will and negotiate with our shopkeeper. The shopkeeper will give you a reasonable price."

Zhang Lang looked around and saw many guests looking at them with mocking looks, and some people deliberately taunted loudly: "Wearing such shabby clothes, you are simply a despicable person, and you dare to come to Jubaozhai to sell treasures!"

Could it be that I want to exchange the scraps and scraps at home for a few coins!"

Many guests laughed at it.


Chapter completed!