Chapter 47 A huge cultural relic smuggling case solved

Author: Runchao Cigarettes

Chapter 47 A huge cultural relic smuggling case solved

"Master, little fifth brother, come on, let's have a glass of wine first to calm down."

Back at the master's house, Yang Yukun unscrewed the wine jar on the table and poured a full bowl of wine. He also filled the glasses for the master and Han Chunming.

Han Chunming took a long breath, "Huh... I'm finally back. This trip has been really exciting."

"Stimulate?"

Baolanhou smiled and shook his head.

It's exciting when you're not caught, but it's not exciting once you're caught.

They were lucky this time.

If you are not lucky enough.

The three of them could only meet in the squad room.

"Master, please don't call me next time there is such an event. My little heart can't stand it."

Originally, I just wanted to find some good items in the ghost market and see the treasures of the Western Empress Dowager’s Ding Dong Tomb at the auction.

After all, I never expected that this would happen to me today.

His little heart is still beating faster than usual.

"Don't tell me that your little heart can't stand it, nor can my old heart. I've been running around in the world for decades. This is the first time I've encountered this kind of thing."

A market like a ghost market.

Including underground auctions.

This is not the first time that Shashahou has participated.

He has participated several times before.

This was the first time for him to encounter such an exciting scene after so many years of traveling around.

"Master Hou, Xiaokun, I will go back and report to my master that I am safe."

"Okay, take me to say hello to your master. I'll go and have a drink with him in two days."

"Okay."

After staying for a while and calming down his violently beating heart, Han Chunming left and went to his master's place.

"Master, are you hungry?"

"hungry."

"Master, let's cook noodles and eat them?"

"Boy, how many eggs do you need to cook noodles?"

"Three for each person, not much. I'll bring some to you later."

Ran all night.

It was already past nine o'clock in the morning when the three of them ran back to the front door of the building.

Tired and hungry.

After cooking a large bowl of noodles to cushion his stomach, Yang Yukun fell asleep on the kang in his master's house and slept until about five o'clock in the afternoon.

When he woke up, he found that his master was still sleeping.

I slaughtered a chicken from the portable growing space, stewed it, steamed the rice, and took a book about Ming and Qing porcelain from the master's bookshelf to pass the time.

"Disciple."

"Master, you're awake. Dinner will be ready soon. First, wash your face and wake up before getting ready for dinner."

"Stewed old hen?"

"Yes, let me replenish your health."

"Where did the old hen come from?"

"Of course I bought it in the market. Is it possible that it can still fall from the sky? How about it, master? Does it smell good?"

"fragrant."

"The casserole has been simmering for almost two hours. Can it stop being fragrant?"

Yang Yukun opened the lid of the casserole, and a rich aroma wafted out.

"Come on, master, let's have a bowl of soup to warm our stomach first."

"Comfortable."

"Master, how about I give you something to drink?"

"I won't drink any more today and serve me a bowl of rice."

"Okay."

Yang Yukun served the master a large bowl of rice, and while the master and apprentice were eating, they talked about the ghost market auction this morning.

Before attending the ghost market auction, Popohou found a place to hide the items he found in the market, planning to get them back after the auction was over.

I didn't expect such a thing to happen at the auction.

Now that the wind was so tight, he planned to wait too long for the wind to pass before getting his things back.

The place where he hides things is very secret. No one will know except him, so I don't have to worry about losing things.

"By the way, Xiaokun, where are the items you bought in the market? Did you throw them away when you ran away?"

"No, I found a place to hide it when I came back. I'll pick it up in two days."

The items I picked up at the market yesterday were thrown into the portable planting space when something went wrong at the auction early this morning.

Facing the master's questions, Yang Yukun could only say that he hid halfway while running away.

Yesterday, at the market near Huguo Temple, he also found a colorful bowl that seemed to be made of five-color flowers and gold. He should wait two days and bring it over to the master for a look.

"Master Hou, Xiao Kun, are you eating?"

"Xiao Wu is here. Have you eaten? If not, sit down and eat together."

"Master Hou, I have eaten."

"Then let's have a bowl of soup and some food."

"Brother Xiao Wu, sit here and I'll get you the dishes and chopsticks."

Yang Yukun pulled out a chair for Han Chunming to sit on, and went to get him a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"Master Hou, what happened early this morning has been reported."

Han Chunming handed the newspaper to Bashahou. He came here so late because he saw the ghost market in the newspaper.

"Is it reported so soon?"

This matter is not trivial. Bashahou originally planned to go back and secretly inquire about the outcome of this matter, but he did not expect that it would be reported so soon.

"What a shame, well handled!"

"Master, what's wrong? Why are you so excited?"

"Do you know who these guys are behind the ghost market auction? They are cultural relic smugglers. These grandsons actually smuggled our country's things overseas. They really deserve to die."

When I saw the newspaper about the identity of the people behind the scenes, I couldn't help but feel angry.

Behind this group of people is a large-scale cultural relic smuggling gang that integrates tomb robbing, counterfeiting, selling, and smuggling.

In the hands of this group of criminal gangs, there is indeed a treasure belonging to the Western Empress Dowager's Ding Dong Tomb, a pair of golden flower flat bracelets.

According to the records of the Qing Dynasty Internal Affairs Office's "The Empress Xiaoqin was encased, the clothes were given, and the clothes left behind were appreciated", this pair of golden flower flat bracelets was placed in the underground palace in the fifth year of Guangxu's reign by the Queen Mother of the West.

However, these guys never thought of putting this pair of gold flower flat bracelets up for auction.

They have secretly reached a deal with an Asian.

Including all the lots in the auction this morning, they are high-tech products carefully crafted by these grandsons.

As for the genuine items stolen from the tombs, these people plan to smuggle them overseas at high prices.

Yesterday's auction was a trap set up by these guys, hoping to make a fortune from them with high-tech products.

Fortunately, the relevant competent authorities have long been eyeing this group of guys, and in the early morning of this morning, they jointly closed down the network in many places and wiped out this huge criminal gang of cultural relics smuggling.

Seeing the fate of these guys, Bao Pohou cheered excitedly.

Although he is not a good person, there is one thing he always remembers.

The things passed down by our ancestors can only stay in the land of China. The overseas ghosts are a group of bandits. Anyone who smuggles the things left by our ancestors overseas should die.

"When the sky is clear, disciple, warm up the wine."

"Okay."

Yang Yukun brought Jieyuhua wine to warm up. The three people who were almost arrested in the early morning were drinking and applauding the arrest of this cultural relic smuggling criminal gang.

Because they are all Xia people with a bottom line and conscience.

Although we were not able to see the treasures from the Ding Dong Tomb of the Western Queen Mother, the criminal gang was arrested and the smuggled cultural relics were successfully intercepted, which is even more gratifying.
Chapter completed!