Xu Luo was very angry. A penny was not a hero. Now, he only had a dozen or so pieces on him. If he could deal with them today, what about tomorrow?
Xu Luo was very worried. He called out to the Sovereign, wanting to ask if the Sovereign had any good ways to alleviate his financial crisis.
"Sovereign, Sovereign, are you there?" Xu Luo called out to the Sovereign in his mind.
"What do you want? Why are you shouting so urgently?" The Sovereign replied rather lazily.
Xu Luo hurriedly told the Sovereign about his situation. After the Sovereign heard it, he almost exploded in anger.
" You f * cking woke me up in such a hurry just for some trash currency?" The Main God was furious. He was actually woken up because of this. He was not the God of Wealth.
" That's what happened. That's what happened," Xu Luo replied unsteadily. This attitude almost made the Master God explode.
"Sometimes, money is indeed trash, but sometimes, I can't do without this trash. I don't have money now, so there are many things that are very inconvenient to do! Speaking of which, Sovereign, do you know the magic of turning stone into gold? If you do, teach me!”Xu Luo pleaded calmly.
"F * ck!" The Master God cursed," I'm not the God of Fortune. How could I know such a low-level spell?" If you need money, don't you have the Eye of Shangri-La from the mummy? Can't you just sell it yourself?" the Sovereign said unkindly.
"That's right! I almost forgot that I still had the Shangri-La Eye. Anyway, that isn't of much use to me now. I'll just sell it and make my first bucket of gold!”Xu Luo recalled that he had stored a lot of valuable things in the space warehouse and said excitedly.
"Humph!╭(╯^╰)╮!”The Sovereign snorted arrogantly and ignored Xu Luo, who had already fallen into the eyes of money.
Xu Luo didn't care at all. He immediately left the room and went to the front desk.
"Hello, Madam!" Xu Luo greeted.
"Hello! Little brother, what's the matter?" The receptionist replied politely with a smile.
"It's like this, Ma 'am! Do you know where there is an antique shop in the county?”
"An antique shop? There didn't seem to be any in the county! Why are you looking for an antique shop?"
"Ugh! Nothing much! If not, then forget it." After saying that, Xu Luo left the hotel. Arriving at the train station, he used his remaining belongings to buy a ticket to Hefei. That was the provincial capital of the province of Anhui. There were definitely big auction houses and antique shops there. Xu Luo immediately bought a ticket to Hefei.
After a three-hour long journey, the sky was already dark. Xu Luo, a Nascent Soul cultivator, had a different physical quality from those dizzy passengers who had traveled long distances. He got off the station in high spirits. He hailed a taxi and instructed the driver to go to a relatively large antique shop.
The taxi was very fast, and the driver was also an experienced driver. In a short while, Xu Luo was taken to an antique shop called "Mute House" in the city center.
Xu Luo took out the last coin to pay the fare with a heavy heart. Now, he was really clean and broke.
Gently pushing open the glass door of the antique shop, Xu Luo called out softly,"Is anyone there?"
"He's here!" An old man with a deep voice and wearing a mandarin jacket slowly walked out. Seeing the young Xu Luo, he asked curiously,"Young man, what's the matter?”
"I don't have anything else to say. Old Master, I want to ask, do you accept antiques here?”Xu Luo smiled.
"Oh?" The old man's expression turned serious." I see! Then young man, take out your things! If it's good stuff, I'll give you a good price.”the old man said seriously.
Xu Luo nodded. When the old man wasn't paying attention, he took out a large handful of Big Head Yuan from the space warehouse.
"Old man, please open your eyes. These are all Italian sculptors from the 1930s. Give me a price for George's LGioRGi in silver!”Xu Luo smiled and found a chair to sit down.
The old man picked up the magnifying glass and observed them one by one. With his many years of experience, the old man was able to determine the authenticity in less than an hour.
He took off his presbyopic glasses and lit a cigarette. After blowing out a ring of smoke, he said,"Young man, you brought Luer. George's Latin-signed Yuan Datou is authentic. The market price is 100,000 yuan per piece. You brought a total of 14 pieces. I'll give you 1.3 million! Do you think it's okay?"
"Yes! Sure!" Xu Luo nodded. This price was very generous. It was even much better than the price offered by other shops. Xu Luo was very satisfied with this.
After the money and goods were settled, Xu Luo looked at the old man and asked with a smile,"Sir, how should I address you?”
"My surname is Han, you can call me Elder Han."”
"So it's Elder Han. Then can you help me take a look at these two paintings?”As he spoke, Xu Luo took out two calligraphy paintings from the spatial warehouse and handed them to Elder Han.
Elder Han took it curiously and opened one of the scrolls. He staggered and almost fainted. He said in surprise," This... This... This is actually Fan Kuan's Mountain and River," Elder Han said in disbelief. He looked at another scroll and opened another scroll with trembling hands.
"Plop!"
This time, Elder Han was so frightened that he fell down. With a face full of disbelief, he muttered,"This…this…this is impossible. It's actually the Grass Saint Zhang Xu's 'Belly Pain Tie'. This…wasn't this already destroyed by Sun Dianying during the Republic of China when he stole the Qianlong Mausoleum?”Elder Han said in a crazy manner.
He struggled to get up from the ground and immediately took out a full set of appraisal equipment to appraise the two paintings.
After a full three hours, they finally confirmed the year and authenticity of the painting. Then, they looked at Xu Luo with a serious and surprised expression. After a long while, they asked Xu Luo about the origin,"Young, young man, where did your two paintings come from? As far as I know, wasn't this damaged by Sun Dianying as early as the Republic of China?”
Xu Luo smiled calmly. In the time and space of the mummies, Sun Dianying had indeed been forced to set his sights on the Eastern Qing Tomb due to Marshal Jiang's lack of military pay. He was prepared to excavate the tomb and use the funerary objects he excavated to exchange for military funds to solve his urgent needs. However, just as the excavation was going smoothly, and they had even reached the tomb chamber, an accident suddenly happened. A large number of Qing Dynasty zombies suddenly surged out from the tomb chamber and attacked the army that had entered the tomb. These zombies were impervious to weapons and guns. In the end, Sun Dianying could not do anything to these zombies. After suffering heavy losses, in order to prevent the zombies from coming out and harming Beiping, he had to seal the entrance of the tomb with molten iron again to prevent a possible zombie crisis. As a result, Sun Dianying's strength was severely damaged. A large number of elite soldiers were unable to escape from the tomb in time and became food for the zombies. It was only after Xu Luo took over China that he needed to urgently train a new army and purchase weapons and equipment. He lacked a large amount of funds to buy them overseas. The funds for the tomb of the first emperor had all been spent, and Xu Luo had no choice but to worry about financial problems.
At this time, Sun Dianying, who had also become Xu Luo's subordinate with Old Jiang, brought up this matter again. This allowed Xu Luo to take over Sun Dianying's unfinished archaeological work. He commanded the terracotta soldiers to carry out destructive archaeology on the Qing Dynasty tombs around Beiping. Under the strong sweep of the terracotta soldiers, the zombies were no match at all. The terracotta soldiers devoured the essence of their flesh and turned them into powder. Those funerary objects also became the military expenditure for Xu Luo to reorganize his military. However, these paintings were not worth as much as gold and jewelry in troubled times, so they were collected by Xu Luo as trophies. Today, Xu Luo did not expect to sell it for such a good price.
Xu Luo explained according to the script he had prepared beforehand,"Elder Han, actually, my ancestor was once a subordinate of General Sun Dianying. These two paintings were secretly left behind by General Sun Dianying when he robbed Qianlong's tomb.”
"Oh? Is that so? If that's the case, then your ancestor was really far-sighted. Just these two paintings are enough for you to eat ten times the price.”Elder Han nodded. This reason was more reasonable.
After a while, he picked up Zhang Xu's [Belly Pain Sticker] and said with an intoxicated expression,
"As expected of a cursive saint. The entire calligraphy is only thirty words long. When writing, he dipped his brush into it and wrote a number until the ink was exhausted.”He sighed and continued," I didn't expect that I would be able to see it in my seventies, when the soil is almost buried to my neck. It's really worth it to die in the evening!”The old man held the two scrolls of calligraphy and painting in his arms and sighed.
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