"How did you brothers know that we were here at this time, and you bought so many things? It seems that you are making a lot of money outside!"
When the food was ready, Yanzi's father poured the wine to the three of them and said with a smile.
Hu Bayi glanced at the fat man, then at Hu Ming, and then said with a smile: "No, I just feel that these days are much better, but we can't just live these good days, so we just want to come back.
Lead the folks to get rich together!
"Okay! Okay!!" After hearing this, the old branch secretary smiled from ear to ear.
Fatty Wang was impatient and had already burst out laughing. He couldn't wait to speak and said: "Old Party Secretary, I remember that you have a lot of vegetable gardens in your backyard!"
Hu Bayi glanced at the fat man with a look of disgust on his face. Why is this fat man so uncontrollable?
The old party secretary became suspicious, "Why do you ask this?!"
Fatty Wang was about to speak, but Hu Bayi, who was worried about Fatty talking, said first: "Didn't I tell you just now? There are everyone in the capital now, and we both know an old friend, and he is willing to accept these people.
Old things, old things!"
The old party secretary was a little confused and said: "What are my vegetable jars for?"
At this time, Hu Ming said: "Old party secretary, these vegetable jars are just pickles at your place, but in other people's eyes, they are called works of art."
The old branch secretary opened his mouth and said a little at a loss: "Really?"
Hu Ming smiled and said: "Old party secretary, don't forget that I specialize in learning this, and this thing is very valuable."
At this time, Fatty Wang interjected: "So, we brothers are here just for this matter, and there are hundreds of jars in each.
I just want to take these pots, bowls and other things here and sell them. After the money is sold, we will split it half with the villagers!"
"Seriously?!
"Of course, we three brothers are all so familiar with each other, we know everything about it!" Fatty said with a smile.
After saying that, Yanzi's father and the old party secretary looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
"....You two, you're late!"
The old party secretary said with a somewhat complicated expression: "The archaeological team came last month, and every household gave food stamps and said that all these things must be handed over to the state. All the people from the nearby ten miles and eight villages have been handed over." If it is really like what the fat man said.
Like that, a jar is worth hundreds.
Every household in Niuxin Mountain has a few jars and bowls like that. Every household in Niuxin Mountain has become a small household worth ten thousand yuan.
Households worth ten thousand yuan in this era can definitely go sideways! It is really not a problem to make the villagers of Niuxinshan rich.
But it's a pity... The old branch secretary was very enlightened. Hearing that it was collected from above, he handed over all the bowls, jars, etc. from various places to the state!
Speaking of this, even the expression on the old party secretary's face was very complicated. He felt a little unspeakable about missing this opportunity to lead the villagers to make a fortune.
Huba Yi and Fatty Wang were even more confused, and the smile on Fatty's face disappeared instantly.
The tombs are gone, and all the pottery jars are gone!
Hu Bayi was even worse. In order to bring gifts to the villagers, he even pawned a watch. Not only was his way of making money gone, but the money he spent was also guaranteed. His wallet was at the bottom, and he even lost the money to take the train back to the city p>
Lao Hu scratched his throat, his eyes piercing.
The fat man's expression was even uglier than eating a dead fly.
Hu Ming was the only one with a calm expression. He knew all the plot, and it was exactly what he wanted. Without the villagers' clay pots to make a fortune, the three of them would have no choice but to go to the Yeren Valley in Niuxin Mountain to rob the tomb!
"Come! Drink!" Hu Ming handed a glass of wine to Fatty Wang and Huba Yi, "I don't want to worry about these troubles anymore. Now that I'm here, let's eat and drink well. We will have a long time to make money! Come! Drink!"
!"
The features on Fatty Wang's face were twisted, and the thought of making money was gone. Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang felt haggard in their hearts, and they picked up their wine glasses and poured wine into their stomachs as if they were free.
The next morning...
Hu Ming didn't drink much yesterday. When he woke up the next morning, Hub Bayi and Fatty Wang were still fast asleep.
So Hu Ming walked around alone outside. When he came back, he found that the two people in the room had woken up and were discussing something animatedly.
"Mingzi, you're back! Let me tell you something!" When Fatty Wang saw Hu Ming coming in, he immediately took Hu Ming's arm and sat down.
"Are you trying to persuade me to go to Niuxin Mountain and Yerengou?" Hu Ming asked with a smile.
"How do you know?!" After hearing Hu Ming's words, the fat man was stunned.
Hu Ming continued with a smile and said: "I heard from the villagers in the village that the earthquake in Niuxin Mountain the year before last year caused a big hole in the valley and a big tomb emerged from it. That's why the archaeological team was alerted and collected all the treasures here.
Go up.
But I have heard since I was a child that the Savage Valley area in Niuxin Mountain is an inaccessible place. The archaeological team has not even finished digging the tomb, so it is obvious that they will not notice the Savage Valley. Moreover, the Savage Valley was a Kanto fortress back then, so there must be treasures there.
!"
The fat man said in surprise: "Oh, I'll go! I wanted to convince you to come, but I didn't expect you and Lao Huxiang to go together! Then let's pack up our things and set off now!"
Hu Ming agreed: "Okay!"
The three people were angry with the old party secretary about their idea, and the old party secretary did not reject it.
When packing his luggage, Hu Ming found the old party secretary and said, "Old party secretary, can we get some gasoline for the car in our village?"
The old party secretary was a little confused, but he didn't ask any more questions and just said: "We still have half a bucket in the backyard, you can take it and use it."
Hu Ming heard the words and thanked him: "Thank you very much, old man."
Hu Mingke clearly remembers that the big red-haired rice dumpling of the Jin Dynasty general in Yerengou was so powerful that he was invulnerable to bullets and bullets, and could not even be blown up by grenades.
Although Hu Ming considers himself to be a powerful martial artist, he still can't beat this big rice dumpling with thick skin and flesh.
He still remembered that the rice dumpling was burned alive by the fire from the Tianbao Dragon Fire Glazed Tile.
If Hu Ming wants to get out of the tomb alive, he must kill this red-haired monster, and the only way to kill him is to burn him!
After a few people prepared the tools for tomb robbing, the three of them were ready to hit the road!
As soon as the three of them left the village, a young girl with short hair came galloping over on a horse, followed by four hunting dogs and an unrided horse.
