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After a hearty meal, several people stared at Wang Changfeng’s two colleagues, unable to resist their pleading eyes.

I took the key and opened the doors of several warehouses for them.

He also reminded them, "Take as much as you can, the things are in the warehouse and they won't run away."

After saying that, Xiao Li and Xiao Chen still wanted to watch in the warehouse, but Wang Changfeng advised them to go back and rest, and he would just follow them the whole time.

The two comrades were also relieved about them, and after listening to Wang Changfeng's words, they really went back to the office for lunch. In their hearts, after all, these people were people they took special care of.

Wang Changfeng, who was familiar with the warehouses in the game, took them through each warehouse one by one;

"This warehouse is used to store ancient ink and inkstones." He said this to Tang Danni, who was also considered his mother's half-apprentice. "The warehouse next to it is used to store the best Xuan paper that is well preserved."

Well, it is our duty to show respect to our master.

There were piles of ancient ink in the warehouse, piled high, and there were some scattered sacks next to them, with a bunch of black things scattered around. Tang Danni's eyes lit up, "Okay, okay, come back and pick later, let's go and look at all of them first."

He opened another door, "This is the largest warehouse in the bureau, where the more delicate copper utensils are stored. The things piled up on the ground are, in their words, scrap copper and iron. No one wants them even if they are taken out. The director said before that the dirty pile can be taken away with a big unity.

It's just that no one wants them. The museum and the research institute think they are too dirty, and the comrades in the bureau are short-handed, so the piles are getting bigger and bigger. Comrade Xiao Yang, do you want to pack them all up and take them away? Maybe you can negotiate a lower price with the director?"

"I'll come back and take a closer look later."

Now it’s just junk metal that no one wants, but ten years later, most of the things here can be sold at sky-high prices.

"Don't worry, have you seen that big bronze tripod?" Wang Changfeng recommended it earnestly, "Do you still need to doubt my vision? All we need is a big unity, and we can take it back to plant lotus and raise fish."

While saying this, he didn't forget to wink at her, saying, "This is a good stuff, take it down quickly."

"Let's talk about it later. Let's talk about it later." Yang Qingdai walked decisively towards the next warehouse.

Although she also coveted the bronze tripod, and also coveted what Wang Changfeng called "all the scrap copper and iron that were taken away with a big unity card", she couldn't take it back now.

I should go back tonight and ask Aunt Qu if I can borrow a car to help move things.

Just like the two comrades who opened the warehouse door for them said, the things are all in the warehouse and won't run away. They have plenty of time to take them away slowly, which is better than letting them drift overseas and be trampled on by people who don't understand.

Hearing hope, Wang Changfeng took them to the next warehouse. It was obvious that the items in this warehouse were well protected, and there were various anti-collision and anti-fall signs.

"There are gold, silver, jade and porcelain items in here. You all have to be careful. They are very valuable. The items in this warehouse can only be purchased with foreign exchange coupons." Wang Changfeng gave a special reminder.

There's no way around it. Foreigners like these things more, so they sell for a higher price.

Qu Dongdong stayed in the last warehouse to pick and choose.

Her mother loves these gold, silver and jade items the most. She should pick up more beautiful and exquisitely crafted ones to show her filial piety to her mother who raised her with great difficulty.

Yang Qingshan was dragged away by Tang Danni to help.

She found that every time Aunt Wang asked Yang Qingshan to help her choose the pens, ink, paper and inkstone, she liked them very much and cherished them very much.

After receiving the child, they would stroke it repeatedly and carefully. Their expression and movements were extremely gentle, as if they had met a child who had been lost for many years.

Moreover, Yang Qingshan seemed to be particularly familiar with the ancient inks, and he could explain them to her once he got them in his hands.

Of course, it’s also because the ancient ink and rice paper are too heavy, so it’s better to find a helper to do the heavy work.

Wang Changfeng took his "big customer" directly to the largest warehouse and pushed her in front of the big bronze tripod.

His expression was more serious than before. "This bronze tripod was delivered the day before yesterday. It was said to be dug out from a scrap pile. Based on these patterns, I looked up relevant information in your study and it is very likely to be from the Spring and Autumn Period."

Yang Qingdai widened her eyes in shock, staring at the large cauldron covered with green rust and red spots, "Really?"

"Seventy percent?" Wang Changfeng estimated conservatively. "There's also the pile on the ground. I also picked out a lot of good stuff from it and stuffed it back. I was thinking of waiting for you to pack it all up and bring it back to the courtyard, and then we can slowly pick out the good stuff ourselves."

Wang Changfeng felt that the temporary job that Tang Danbai found for him was exactly what he wanted.

Yes, he couldn’t afford these things, but he had Yang Qingdai, the “big boss”, so did he need to worry about not being able to move the good things back?

When Wang Changfeng said this, Yang Qingdai's heart began to pound.

While trying to calm his heartbeat, he said, "Let's go back tonight and ask Aunt Qu for help. Can we use the same car she used to send us gifts to help us carry these things?"

Looking at these treasures, it would be a lie to say I wasn’t moved.

However, no matter how tempted you are, you have to make a choice. "I can take all the 'junk metal', but will Director Yan give up on the big bronze tripod?"

"Yes, why not?" Wang Changfeng replied with certainty, "The director thinks this thing is too big, no one wants it, and it's piled up in the warehouse taking up space. And this,"

Wang Changfeng seemed to have transformed into a salesman from later generations. He took out several long and short bronze swords from the corner, and then dragged out a sword that was slightly taller than Yang Qingdai and covered with green rust.

Yang Qingdai: ...

She had every reason to suspect that Wang Changfeng had deliberately dragged out the sword to humiliate her for not growing taller in the past two years.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Yang Qingdai's slightly green face. Wang Changfeng laughed dryly and said, "Don't get me wrong. I just suspected that it might be the sword of the ancestor, so I wanted to take it back to study it.

Of course, it is more likely to be used as decoration in other eras.”

Yang Qingdai closed her eyes and said slowly, "Just tell me, have you been wanting to get these things back since your first day at work?"

"I didn't think of all of them, I just picked some that I liked." Wang Changfeng admitted straightforwardly, "It's better for us to keep them ourselves than for those foreigners to take them out and cause trouble, don't you think?

I'm telling you in secret, even though they are now sold by the pound like scrap metal, they will definitely be worth a lot of money in ten or twenty years.

The older it is, the more valuable it is, do you believe it?"

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Must believe it!

The person in front of me is a famous antique collector in later generations, and his eyes are very sharp!