878: C878 At Home at the Museum

C878 At Home at the Museum

"Thank you for your advice, Uncle Ying, but before we leave, there is one more thing that needs to be handed over. I am not a person who goes back on my words. Uncle Ying risked his life to come and help me, so how can I not have any response?"

Boss Zhang remembered Uncle Ying's words in his heart. If improving the structure of Feng Shui really had an effect on the business of the family... God had finally opened his eyes. In the past 20 years, his family's status in the business world had dropped by more than one level.

20 years ago, the Zhang family was a famous tyrant in this city. Every New Year, people from all over the world would come to visit and give their blessings. Those who were able to attend were all of high status. But now, although they seemed to be able to make it on the surface, it was impossible for them to have their former glory.

"This is not good... Boss Zhang, a gentleman loves money... My disciples and I are here to help..."

Uncle Ying speculated. He was an honest man. Although he loved money, he valued loyalty more than anything else. They were all friends who drank together. It was not right to ask for money after helping him.

"Master..."

Qiu Sheng kept winking at him from the side. What kind of figure did Boss Zhang have? Even if it was just a drop of water, it would be enough for them to use it for a while. To be honest, the business of Yizhuang could at most provide food and shelter. There was nothing to be embarrassed about when they used their skills to eat!

"Awoo..."

Uncle Ying felt a little awkward as he signaled with his eyes. He kicked his foot. Although he had practiced hard kung fu like the Iron Skin, however, he was still not prepared for an unexpected kick, and it hurt so much that he almost jumped up.

"Uncle Ying, please follow me! I carefully picked a few gifts, but they were just a little token of my appreciation. We can take a look first!"

At this moment, Ling'er skipped out of the room. When she saw Daolord Shen, her eyes shone with a bright light. She held his hand and dragged him towards the back of the courtyard. This way, Uncle Ying wouldn't be able to refuse.

There was a sealed room behind this imposing manor. Although there was no one outside guarding it, it was heavily guarded by a locked code and a security guard. Entering it required multiple verifications of identities. It seemed a bit like a sci-fi.

"Damn it! There are so many good things in Ling's house. This anti-theft door should be worth a lot of money, right? I've only seen it in movies before... "

This was the first thing Wen Cai said in front of an outsider today. He had been restrained by a Feng Shui practitioner last night and had directly fallen asleep until now. Although his body was fine, his mind was still a little sluggish and had not fully recovered.

"Of course! Don't underestimate this door. The facilities here add up to a million! Even the room was specially built. Even a tank wouldn't be able to drive in such thick concrete! "

Ling'er smiled mischievously at Daolord Shen. After verifying the password, she led them in.

Her family's three generations of ancestors had a hobby of collecting antiques, calligraphy, paintings, porcelain and jade artifacts... They passed down their knowledge year after year until the entire room was piled up. It just so happened that Boss Zhang wasn't interested in collecting, but he didn't want to sell the property left behind by his ancestors. Thus, he built such a special house just to save some trouble.

"The smell of dirt... The things here are really old..."

Qiu Sheng sneezed as soon as he came in. He had followed Uncle Ying to the cemetery before. In order to kill demons and eliminate demons, he had to deal with the things underground. Therefore, he was very sensitive to this special smell.

"Well, they are all passed down from our ancestors. There is basically no problem with them. Uncle Ying, please choose some! I remember father saying that you have some research on porcelain..."

Ling Er gently smiled. According to her father's words, to treat others with respect, it would be a bit too vulgar to just give money. Furthermore, the Zhang family's current business and capital chain was tight, so they actually couldn't take out much cash. Instead, it was more appropriate to give away this batch of antiques that no one wanted.

"Haha... I studied it for a period of time when I was young. Later on, I gained new insights into cultivation, and these thoughts slowly faded away..."

Uncle Ying smiled indifferently. Cultivation required one to pay attention to wealth, companions, and places of cultivation. Don't think that cultivators really don't care about money, if they don't care, then... Why would the cultivation world fight for Ling'er, and even cause people to lose their lives?

Back then, in order to obtain large amounts of worldly resources, he had thought of doing an antique business. Just relying on his aura alone was enough for him to make a fortune. After doing this for a period of time, he was really in a rush, and he almost forgot his initial intentions.

Until one day, he suddenly realized that he no longer spent time and energy on these mundane things. He followed his own heart, and everything was centered around subduing demons and subduing demons.

Ling'er: "Senior Brother Wen Cai, Senior Brother Qiu Sheng, you should also choose some! If it's a big item, I can ask someone to send it to your courtyard. "

Wen Cai said, "Then I'm sorry..."

Qiu Sheng: "Since you're sorry, then your share will be given to Senior Brother."

Wen Cai: "Hey! Don't... I... I'm just trying to decline it!"

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Very few people would not be tempted by a room full of treasures. The facilities here were very complete, just like a museum. Having the ability to open a museum at home was enough to show how deep the Zhang family's foundations were.0

- The content came from [Miegu Reading].

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