Siheyuan Shangpeng

Shang Peng looked at the salesperson and smiled as he walked up to him, and whispered, "Okay, as long as there are good things, you will get your hard work paid."

The salesperson also smiled, turned around and took Shang Peng to the backyard. When they came to a room in the backyard, he opened the door and said to Shang Peng, "Come in. There are good things in here, but the prices are a little expensive."

Shang Peng followed him in and took a look. He found that most of the items on sale were better than others. However, Shang Peng did not take them seriously and said to the salesperson directly, "These are not the only things you have? Show some sincerity. Money is not a problem. The main thing is that you need good stuff. Do you understand?" As he spoke, Shang Peng took out a dozen black tens from the big bag on his back.

The salesperson was stunned for a moment when he saw the money Shang Peng took out, and then he took Shang Peng to a small blocked door in the room with more enthusiasm.

He opened the door and walked in first, and Shang Peng followed him in and found that this was where the real good things were stored.

There were indeed shrimps by Qi Baishi and horses by Xu Beihong hanging on the wall, and on the shelves were some bottles and jars that he didn't recognize, but he did know one of them, which was the famous Ming Xuande blue and white dragon-patterned treasure jar.

In his previous life, Shang Peng had seen a news report that a Ming Xuande blue and white treasure jar with a dragon pattern was sold for 1380 million yuan. Shang Peng also took a special look at the cultural relics in the news and found that they were exactly the same as the ones on the shelf now. However, Shang Peng had not learned the treasure appraisal technology, so he really didn't know whether it was real. However, those who dared to sell in trust stores should have been appraised. If he bought a fake, it would be a high imitation that even the appraisal experts could not recognize, so he would accept it.

Shang Peng pretended to look at it casually, pointed at Qi Baishi's painting and said, "How much is this painting by Mr. Qi?"

The salesperson smiled and said, "Don't think that Mr. Qi's paintings were very cheap before, but everyone knows that his paintings will appreciate in value in the future, so this painting is 130 yuan at a discount."

Shang Peng pointed at Xu Beihong's horse and said, "Which one?"

The salesperson then said, "This one is two hundred dollars."

Shang Peng randomly pointed at some other things, and the salesperson didn't get impatient and told him the price one by one. Shang Peng thought for a while and said, "I don't have much money today, so I'll buy the two paintings and this jar. I'll put the paintings by the bed and use the jar to put flowers in. Let's see how much it costs."

The salesperson didn't even think about it and just said the price: "Three for eight hundred and ten yuan."

Shang Peng counted out the money in his hand and gave it to the salesperson, then asked the salesperson to pack it for him, and then took out a big black ten and handed it to the salesperson and said, "I have never been here before, do you understand?"

The salesperson took the big black ten skillfully and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if I don't sell anything today, these three items will be bought by three people tomorrow. I am familiar with this matter!"

Shang Peng was in a good mood when he heard this. He took his things and walked out directly, got in the car and drove away.

Shang Bieli suddenly appeared in the back seat of the car, and Shang Peng said, "We have to go to the trust store and collect the good stuff. I will try to open a museum in the future. I can build a large courtyard and collect admission fees every day."

Shang Bieli suddenly said, "The things you bought are really not as good as the ones I bought for you. We don't even look down on trust stores!"

Shang Peng's car shook a little, and he asked anxiously: "What did you do?"

Shang Bieli looked at Shang Peng as if he were a fool and said, "They are all in your space, don't you want to take a look?"

Shang Peng thought about it and it seemed like it was his own problem. He had never cared about what Shang Bieli and the others had done. He just knew that they were constantly messing with the supplies in the space. Now the supplies in his space were not just plants and animals from the north. Some things from the south could also be seen, like bananas and pineapples. He could also find them in the space. However, he hadn't looked at the things in the space warehouse for a long time. After he had a stroll abroad, all the things in the warehouse were handed over to Shang Bieli and the others. He could just ask them directly if he needed anything.

Shang Peng shook his head embarrassedly and said, "Okay, I get it. You should just follow the old method."

Shang Bieli shook his head and continued, "We have not shown up for a long time. We have people in all the pigeon markets and black markets in Sijiu City, and the higher-ups have investigated us several times. However, we have hired people with clean backgrounds, some of whom are relatives of martyrs. Besides, our food is only a little more expensive than the government's. If the tickets are included, we will lose money. So they stopped investigating and let us do whatever we want."

Shang Peng nodded and said, "The higher-ups also want us to survive, so they let us go during this extraordinary period. Hehe... With these two years of golden bodies, the higher-ups will not care about you as long as you don't go too far.

Let's continue with the antique business, get as many as you can. A few years later, there was a storm, and who knows how many good things were destroyed. By the way, we will also need ancient books in the future, and some things need to be collected by someone. By the way, you can't let your people keep these things, or people will die in a few years, understand?

By the way, prepare some ingredients for me to cook the hot pot tonight. Prepare for 20 people."

"Understood. I'll put it in the back seat of your car and you can get it yourself. I'm busy now if there's nothing else." Shang Bieli left in a hurry. After all, he still had to manage the farm and contact the outside world, so he was really busy.

Shang Peng drove his car slowly back to the yard, took his things and went straight into his own yard from the alley at the back. He opened the door and looked out, and found that the decoration team of the steel rolling mill was quite capable. All the drawings he had given were completed. His house did not have a firewall like his elder brother's, but a kang with heating.

The house had already been cleaned when the decoration team left, so he just wiped off the dust and took out some ordinary furniture from the space. His house is not a private house, it is close to the compound, and someone might come and see it one day, so he had better be careful.

With a thought, Shang Peng pulled the system out of the space. The system dragon looked confused. Before it could speak, Shang Peng said, "I have my own home now. Don't you want to show some appreciation?"

System Xiaolong looked at Shang Peng angrily and said, "Don't you know that we can communicate with each other through our minds? Why did you drag me out here? I am really convinced. How could I have a host like you? Other people's hosts beg the system to do things for them, why do you act as if I am begging you!"