The European Emperor System of Quick Transmigration

The moment he saw Bai Tanxi and Lou Qing, Li Xueming understood everything.

These two hateful leading parties, undercut dogs and men!How dare you hypocritically ask their brothers why they were crying!Out of goodwill, he rented the warehouse to the two in front of him, but what happened?They actually called several cars of law enforcement officers from the state violence agency!

Li Xueming's temper tantrum came up in a flash, he ignored the ridiculous appearance of tears on his face, he opened his mouth and sprayed——

"Bitch... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

"Dog...?" Listening to Li Xueming's unexplained purring sound, Bai Tanxi felt that his brain capacity was not enough, "What's wrong with the dog?"

Younger brother B covered the boss's mouth tightly with his arm, while tearing up and forced to end the situation.

"Yes! Our boss... my brother's dog was hit by a car and died today! It's so cute, a little Jingba, called Gouliang, is obedient and smart. Brother Ming has raised it for seven years and treats it like a son. , buy the best dog food for it, and let it sleep in the best kennel. Today, everyone was careless, and it slipped out of the house, and when it ran on the road, it just-oh, our brothers are all covered It's so sad, so sad!"

After finishing speaking, younger brothers A, B and C raised their hands and wiped away their tears, with true feelings in their eyes.

Li Xueming: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!" You bastards who are rebellious, let me go and let me talk!

At the scene, the situation of several strong men embracing and choking together made Bai Tanxi's face show a slightly moved expression—to be honest, he felt a little inconceivable for what little brother B said.

Li Xueming, a rough man from the Northeast who is a gangster by profession, actually...likes to raise a little Jingba?

Not a Soviet Red Dog, not an Alaska, not a Tibetan Mastiff, not a Rottweiler, but a little Pekingese.Could it be that this is the tenderness of the legendary iron man?

"Brother Ming, please be sorry." He took out a pack of tissues from his bag and handed it over, "Wipe your tears."

Li Xueming: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Let go of me!I don't raise a little Jingba!Do not raise!

During the gap between their conversations, curator Feng, deputy curator Fu and other people got out of the car one after another.

"Mr. Bai, Mr. Lou."

Curator Feng walked up to Bai Tanxi and Lou Qing, nodded to them, and then his eyes passed over the couple and landed on Li Xueming's face.

At this time, Li Xueming's appearance was very hideous.Because of his anger, his eyeballs were bloodshot and red, and his two fangs and claws were twisted into lumps, making him look extremely menacing.

——But on such a face full of murderous looks, there are two pitiful tears hanging on it.

Curator Feng paused, "The two seem to be familiar with several gentlemen."

Feng Jishi's voice was deep and cold, and his words were clear, like the collision of pearls and jade, and the cold spring gurgling. Inside and outside, there was a gentleman's charm, which made these strong men who were fearless in the past feel embarrassed.

It is quite interesting to see the emotion of "self-ashamed" on Li Xueming's face.

The corners of Lou Qing's lips curled up, and she decided to help them.

"Director Feng, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Li Xueming. Tanxi and I call him brother Ming. Brother Ming is kind and kind enough to rent his warehouse to us, not only paying a penny on the deposit He didn’t pick it up, and even took the initiative to shoulder the responsibility of patrolling the warehouse.”

"Mr. Li, it's a pleasure to meet you." Feng Jishi nodded slightly, and passed a hand with sharp bones to Li Xueming's eyes, and said seriously: "Mr. Li, I am Feng Jishi, the curator of the W City Museum. Thank you very much for being Mr. Bai and Mr. Lou. Thank you very much for your contribution to the cause of cultural relics protection. Here, on behalf of the individual and the museum, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you, and welcome you to visit and study at the W City Museum in the future.”

Wen... Protection of cultural relics?Bo... Museum?

The sudden gratitude was like a big pie falling from the sky, and it knocked Li Xueming dizzy all at once.

--who is he?where is he?What good thing did he do that he didn't even know? The curator of the museum insisted on thanking him personally?What the hell is going on here?

Although he was still a little confused in his heart, Comrade Li Xueming, who had been in the society for several years, was not so stupid as to show his confusion on his face.With a calm face on his face, he shook hands with the curator and went down the slope to say a few polite words, successfully fooling him.

After exchanging pleasantries, Curator Feng raised his left hand to look at the watch on his wrist, and said to Bai Tanxi, "It's almost time, shall we go in now?"

go in?Into the warehouse?

Li Xueming glanced at the warehouse seemingly unintentionally, and the guards with guns lined up at the door made his calves tremble a little.However, the iron wall couldn't stop his curiosity!

Seeing that the group of people raised their legs and wanted to leave, he hurried forward and grabbed Lou Qing's sleeve, then rubbed his hands and laughed.

"Brother Lou, I also want to go in and have a look."

Lou Qing stopped in her tracks and looked at Curator Feng with a questioning look.

Curator Feng thought for a while, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, but you have to follow the rules."

Soon, the delighted Li Xueming understood what curator Feng meant by "rules".

Three minutes later, he was about to cry but was dragged into the warehouse by two soldiers armed with live ammunition. The treatment was comparable to that of a suspect arrested on the spot.

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After the sound of a key being turned, the door of the warehouse was opened, Bai Tanxi and Lou Qing stepped in first, and Fu Chunfeng and Li Taiqing, a pair of senior sisters and brothers, followed closely behind, fearing that they would miss the opportunity.

And the things in the warehouse did not disappoint them.

The leftmost side of the warehouse was originally an open space for storing sundries, but now this open space of less than fifty square meters has been occupied by dozens of wooden boxes, large and small.

On the other side of the warehouse, there are several Duobao Pavilions against the wall—these Duobao Pavilions moved out of Concubine Yun’s private treasury are of course not ordinary products, they are all made of golden nanmu, small-leaf red sandalwood, huanghuali and other precious stones. Made of wood.In order to show the classical elegance of Duobao Pavilion, craftsmen have worked hard on the shape of the lattice frame.Under the skillful hands of these ancient craftsmen, the stiff wood was turned into round, exquisite flower-shaped lattices, or fan-shaped, or gourd-shaped, embedded in the boxy Duobao Pavilion. nice.

However, what is more attractive is the objects on the Duobao Pavilion.Beauty goblets, pastel plates, small blue and white pots, gemstone bonsai, and beautiful flower basket ornaments carved from a whole piece of jade. Countless precious ornaments filled the grids of several Duobao Pavilions to the brim. Time forgets to breathe.

"Several Duobao Pavilions are also old objects." Li Taiqing squatted in front of Duobaoge, touched the cloud patterns on it with his finger, and said in amazement: "The Bogu shelf made of golden nanmu, and the Duobao Pavilion made of huanghuali ——Mr. Lou, where did you get so many good things? It’s rare that every piece is genuine, and every piece is a treasure.”

Li Taiqing's words instantly expressed the aspirations of everyone present.While excited, they couldn't help worrying whether the two donors in front of them would back out.Although there is a saying in their business that "you can own it when you see it", but if you really have a bunch of treasures, who will donate them selflessly?

Deputy curator Fu carefully held a Ru kiln tripod brush, touched it again and again, his face was full of love: "These things are very precious, are you sure you want to donate them for free?"

"Yes, we are sure. As for the distribution of specific items, Tanxi and I will not participate much."

"That's natural."

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Li Xueming was forced to be sandwiched between two soldiers, fighting against the big bull in the front and sticking to the big boss in the back, so he was forced to listen to a lot of science popularization about the cultural relics on site.

"Brother, take a look at this copper hook inlaid with gold and turquoise. It has been 2000 years, and the turquoise scales are still so beautiful."

"It's well-preserved! Hey—look at the Jizhou kiln sticker vase on the Bogu shelf, it's not common."

"Double-leaf vases are not common. Brother, have you seen the blue and white underglaze red in the fish play lotus pond in Curator Feng's hand? A good thing from the Chenghua period, didn't it cost more than 6000 million in this spring auction? Is the blue and white glaze red? I don’t know if it can be assigned to our museum.”

"Brother, you dare to think about it. That one is probably going to be included in the National Expo. I still prefer the statue of He Chaozong Bodhidharma."

"After all, they are all good things, and there is nothing bad. I guess the two children have donated all the collections of the family for several generations."

"Hey, I'm quite old, but I'm not as enlightened as the two children. I feel really ashamed when I think about it."

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Li Xueming's education level is low, and as a student who can't even memorize representatives of historical dynasties, the conversation between the two old men is completely bible to him.

What decals, what red underglaze, what He Chaozong, what Jiade Chunpao, he couldn't understand them all!

However, he can still understand several key words such as "more than 2000 years" and "more than 6000 million"!

Facing such cultural relics with a long history and high value, Lou Qing and Bai Tanxi donated them all without blinking an eyelid!

What a majesty this is!

While the two were deeply impressed, Li Xueming also felt a little ashamed—Brother Bai and Brother Lou are such high-spirited people who treat money like dirt, but he treats the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and suspects that they are leaking information , It's really inappropriate!

Just as Li Xueming drooped his head to reflect on himself, Bai Tanxi and Lou Qing walked in front of him and smiled at him.

"Brother Ming, can I take a step to speak?"

Li Xueming, who had escaped from being surrounded by many soldiers, was squatting by the field with a burnt cigarette between his fingers.

A gust of wind blew by, and he exhaled slowly as if breathing out.Pale white smoke drifted out from the nostrils, breaking into strands of clouds in the wind.

Without further ado, Li Xueming lowered his head and took another puff—oh my god, the policemen with guns are really scary, let him take another two puffs slowly.

Li Xueming didn't stand up until the soft Chinese stick in his hand was worn away.

"Two brothers, what do you want from me?"

Bai Tanxi said: "We want to ask Brother Ming for a favor, the price is negotiable."

"What money is not money, price is not price, you treat me as an outsider?" Li Xueming threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and stepped on it as if disgusted, "If you want to give me money, I won't help."

"This..." Bai Tanxi was stunned, completely unaware of what Li Xueming was doing, so he could only bite the bullet and continue, "Brother Ming, it's like this. Now there is only one younger sister left in my family, and now she is in Qixiu. Studying in the university. Her thesis teacher is not a thing. He uses different tricks to mop up female students all day long. I am really angry as a brother. I want to ask Brother Ming to beat up the professor who tried to moles my sister. The price is not question."

After listening to Bai Tanxi's words, Li Xueming suddenly sneered as if remembering something.

"Stop talking about money, I'll take care of this matter! I hate gentle scum and beasts in clothes the most. Don't worry, I'll pull a van over later, and I promise to kill this thing that reads into the stomach of a dog." Daddy doesn't even know him!"