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Mu Maocai followed Mo Xiaoyu's eyes and found that it was a bed placed in the corner. Although it was also a bed, it was incomparable to Mo Xiaoyu's.
Out of professional sensitivity, Mo Xiaoyu has a natural interest in old things, so he walked up to the bed and looked at this strangely shaped bed. Although it looked like a bed, the surface of the bed was not flat. It seems that there are many institutions.
"What kind of bed is this?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
This time Mu Mocai felt a little embarrassed, looked at Mo Xiaoyu, and smiled, "I don't know what kind of bed this is, but the people who came here said it was called a Luban bed, so I don't really understand it, I just think It¡¯s very strange, so I accepted it, it¡¯s a proxy, if you want to meet this person, I¡¯ll introduce you.¡±
"Luban bed? This is really a rarity, Boss Mu, can you fix it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Xuan, and there is no blueprint, I can only explore by myself, I don't know what the year of the monkey is like." Mu Mocai said.
"Well, I bought this broken bed. Take time to study it. It is best to fix it. And the person who is the thing, introduce me if you have time. I want to ask about this bed." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Well, when do you want to see him, I'll help you." Mu Maocai made another purchase. He was very happy and regarded Mo Xiaoyu as a big buyer.
Mo Xiaoyu was ecstatic, if this bed is really the long-disappeared Luban bed that Mu Mocai said, it can be said to be a bargain, this kind of bed is much more precious than the Babu bed he bought .
Although the Babu bed is expensive, it is just a place to sleep, and the Luban bed is a real spring bed in ancient times. It is said that the power of all the mechanisms comes from something like an hourglass, but the water droplets used by Luban are so delicate. It is conceivable, and in this way, men and women can complete various postures on the bed.
It can be said that this kind of bed can only be bought by the royal family or high-ranking officials. Although it has been recorded in history, no one has seen it.
Mo Xiaoyu stood up and squatted down, squatted down and stood up, carefully looked at the bed up and down, it seemed more and more real, but it is unknown whether it can be restored.
"Boss Mu, please study it carefully. If it can be recovered, I will add another 50,000 yuan to you as hard work." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Okay, Mr. Mo, thank you. I will check the information during this time and try to recover it as soon as possible."
"Yes, let's restore a bed like this, this one is just like this, don't repair it, it's not good to use a knife on the old thing." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Mo Xiaoyu came out of Mu Maocai's warehouse, walked around a street, and arrived at a small courtyard at the back. He remembered that this was the place where the lord lived. He knocked on the door a few times, and there were a few barking dogs inside. .
Then the door was opened, and it was the same young man who opened the door to Lang Jianbai and Mo Xiaoyu last time, "Who are you looking for?"
"Looking for Lord Sir, I am Mo Xiaoyu from Tangzhou."
"Wait a minute, I'll ask." Not allowed to enter, Mo Xiaoyu could only look around in the alley, and after a while, hurried footsteps came.
"Please come in, the Sir is waiting for you in the house." The young man opened the door and let Mo Xiaoyu in, then closed the door, and led Mo Xiaoyu into the house in a hurry.
Entering the door, Mo Xiaoyu saw that the Sir was wearing a fur coat, sitting around the stove and making tea. Although the water in the pot had already boiled, it was still roasting on the coals, making creaking noises. .
"My lord, are you in good health?" Mo Xiaoyu entered the door and greeted.
"Sit down and talk." Sir Sir looked pretty good, but his voice was not quite right when he heard it. His voice was very nasal and weak.
After Mo Xiaoyu sat down, the young man closed the door and went out. The room was lit in broad daylight, and Mo Xiaoyu noticed that the Lord's hand had never left the stove since he entered the room.
"My lord, are you in good health, why don't you go to the hospital?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"No, it's like this in winter. It's an old problem. I can't die now. What are you thinking?" Li Jinjue looked at Mo Xiaoyu and asked.
"I told my teacher everything I wanted to say, but he didn't tell you?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Lang Jianbai? No?" Li Jinjue said.
"Oh, maybe I want to come over and talk to you in person, I told my teacher, no problem, but I have a condition." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Conditions? Well, tell me, no one has negotiated conditions with me for many years, tell me." Mo Xiaoyu could hear the displeasure from the words of the lord.
But this is a big deal, and I have to explain it clearly, otherwise I will never go there.wading in muddy water.
"I can take over, but from now on, I must never take another cultural relic out." Mo Xiaoyu said.
When Li Jinjue heard what Mo Xiaoyu was talking about, he couldn't help laughing. He raised his head and looked at the roof. Anyway, I have been operating this line for more than 20 years, and now I want to clean it up, I am afraid it will be too late, and if you do it, it will cut off a lot of people's money."
"Then I still don't take this class anymore. I also want to make a fortune, but I want to keep my head on the neck. No matter how much money I spend, it's useless." Mo Xiaoyu immediately continued.
"How many people have made a fortune on this line, your teacher is like this, Sophie is like this, and Bertrand is also from this line, you think you don't want to do such a business in a word Now, they can agree?" Sir Sir said lightly.
Although the Sir said it easily, but Mo Xiaoyu was struck by lightning in his ears. Sophie is also a person on this line, and also involved in the smuggling of cultural relics? And that smiling old man Bertrand, his granddaughter Chloe is still studying Chinese and history in China, this is all
"Is Sophie also involved in this matter?" Mo Xiaoyu couldn't believe her ears and asked.
"That's right, that's it. Do you think that Sophie really relies on that so-called gallery to maintain such a mess of business? That gallery is just a tool for money laundering. Otherwise, how can the money from smuggling cultural relics be laundered?" Li Jinjue asked road.
Recalling Sophie¡¯s appearance, I can still see her in front of my eyes. Although I haven¡¯t seen her for a long time, I will call to say hello from time to time. If she hadn¡¯t gone to the United States at that time, she would have rushed to the Hong Kong auction, but now Sophie is in The image in Mo Xiaoyu's mind collapsed all of a sudden, and it really was all for profit.
Mo Xiaoyu smiled wryly, and said, "This news is really beyond my expectation."
"There are a lot of secrets here. Do you think that if you don't engage in this business, others will have no channels? It's a joke. To be honest, there are many lines like mine in China. Even Sophie and Bertrand are not in harmony with each other. I¡¯m working alone, so think about it.¡± Li Jinjue said. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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