Chapter 936 The good treasure in the hands of the old Cheng family, how can I send it out
Chapter 936: There is no reason to give away this good treasure in the hands of the old Cheng family (please subscribe and vote)
"This is..." The Qiangba leader looked at the two bundles of things placed on the floor in front of him and glanced at Shopkeeper Mo.
Shopkeeper Mo smiled in a friendly manner, invited the Qiangba leader to come forward, and then lifted off the linen covering it.
A piece of brightly colored and dazzlingly gorgeous silk was revealed inside.
Seeing this piece of silk, the Qiangba man's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.
Looking at the gorgeous and lustrous dark lines, the feel is simply amazing. Compared with this, the silk I am wearing is simply rubbish.
This piece of silk is no worse than the one shopkeeper Mo gave me before. It even has a slightly better feel and gloss.
The Jangbatou people knew that a piece of high-grade silk of this quality could easily be exchanged for two pairs of tusks.
It is almost equal to the annual income of his Beicheng Lieutenant Commander.
After all, this Linyi country has almost no other output except ivory, rhino, hornbill and other rare products.
And he was just a leader of less than a thousand households. He was able to enjoy silk because he took refuge with the city lord.
Even if your father-in-law wants to get the best silk, you have to spend a lot of money and ask Tang merchants to bring it from Tang Dynasty.
The strong man almost drooled, his hands gently stroking the gorgeous silk, but he was still struggling in his mouth.
"Brother Mo, what are you doing? I'm not that kind of person."
Shopkeeper Mo almost took a sip of wine and fell to the floor. God, you are not that kind of person, you are obviously that kind of person.
Although he was complaining in his heart, on the surface, Shopkeeper Mo still kept his secret.
"Brother Jamba, if you really regard me as a brother, then accept them as a testimony of our friendship.
Of course, if the Qiang Badou people can find some free time, they are willing to escort us to the junction of Linyi Kingdom and Datang."
"When we enter the Tang Realm, Mo is willing to take out two pieces of silk like this and give them to the Qiangba heads as a thank you gift..."
The eyes of the Jianba leader seemed to be consumed by his own greed. After hearing this, the Jianba leader hesitated for a long time and then shook his head with difficulty.
"No...I mean not enough, at least four."
"Three pieces of the same quality, and then I will give the Qiangba leader two pieces of inferior silk. If the Qiangba leader agrees, then the matter will be settled."
"If the Qiangba-headed people are really in trouble..."
"Okay, that's it. However, you can bring over another piece of silk of better quality. This piece alone is not enough as a deposit."
"..."
One day later, the Qiangba headman personally brought over the books of the seven households, and naturally there was also the handwriting of the brother of the king of Linyi.
This was naturally to prevent them from having any bad intentions when they met those Lin Yiguan officials on their way back north.
The Qiangba leader even persuaded Lord Fanton to let the Qiangba leader personally lead fifty guards to escort them. Of course, this would cost Shopkeeper Mo money.
The price is a piece of silk...
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Cheng Chubi was sitting in the house. In front of him, there was the tortoise shell that had been disposed of and even maintained, and it looked shiny.
At this moment, the turtle's shell was hanging in Cheng Chubi's house, and he looked at the writings on the turtle shell.
Next to it, there are rubbings of calligraphy works hanging on the side.
Cheng Chubi felt both pleased and angry at the same time. What was gratifying was that he had actually obtained the handwriting of the former Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty.
The shell of this famous turtle has also become his collection. This kind of thing not only stabilizes the house but also wards off evil spirits.
Of course, its effect is of little use to the Cheng family, who are very dedicated to keeping the house in check and avoiding evil spirits.
But its historical significance and academic value are still very useful. If this thing falls into the hands of future archaeologists and historians, it will definitely be a national treasure.
But apart from being happy, I was also angry because I suddenly lost half a year's salary.
Seeing that he would be able to receive his salary in a few months, just because of these two broken turtles, he was fined his salary again.
General Cheng comforted his San Lang nicely, so there was nothing to worry about such a trivial matter as fines and salaries.
The important thing is to be able to catch good treasures, like the spirit turtle from Xuandu Temple, but many people are making up their minds.
But no one is as arrogant as our old Cheng family. It is worth using only half a year's salary to exchange for such a good treasure.
Despite what he said, Cheng Chubi still felt very uncomfortable in the end.
After thinking about it, if I don't find someone unlucky to vent my anger on, I'm afraid I might get sick.
Everything started because of the gourd's golden elixir, a toxic heavy metal polymer, which was the culprit that caused him to be fined.
Having made up his mind, Cheng Chubi stood up and loudly greeted the three followers who stayed in the mansion.
"Cheng Fa, Cheng Da, Cheng Xin, the three of you will go out of the city with me today and bring me all the weapons."
Hearing this, the three brothers who were talking nonsense at the door started up and quickly stood up.
But after agreeing, the three of them looked at each other, not quite understanding why the Third Young Master, who had always been kind to others, was so murderous.
Deng Chengxin rolled his eyes and darted out to the side. He found Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, and muttered a few words.
Seeing Uncle Fu's expression change and he hurried away, Deng Chengxin rushed back to the yard.
And Cheng Chubi specially put on a strong and compact outfit. Well, wearing this thing makes it easier to beat people.
Cheng Chubi thought for a while and copied out the two trump cards that his father, Cheng Yaojin, had gotten from Uncle Taiqiong's house in the middle of the night.
This pair of good treasures accompanied Cheng Chubi through life and death, and they were very handy.
Well, anyway, my father never reminded me to hand it in. Thinking about it, there is no reason to give away such a good treasure once it is in the hands of Lao Cheng's family.
Just when Cheng Chubi was fully armed, he saw a burst of noisy footsteps approaching.
Cheng Chubi poked his head curiously and saw the eldest brother and the second brother arriving hand in hand, followed by the housekeeper Uncle Fu.
"Big brother and second brother, why are you here?"
Cheng Chubi hurried out of the house and saluted his two brothers.
Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang looked at their third brother's attire and exchanged glances many times.
Cheng Chumo pulled Cheng Chubi into the room, and the first thing he saw was the pair of maces that had been placed on the table.
"Come in quickly, I said, third brother, you are dressed like this, are you preparing to go hunting?"
"That's right, I'm just a little too busy..." Cheng Chubi laughed, put the maces behind him, and said casually.
"Well, we three brothers haven't gone hunting together for a long time. Since you, third brother, are ready, let's go together today."