Because he had to be away for a day and a night, Wei Cheng had to do some things to hide his identity from others.
For example, the next morning, he was carrying a bag early in the morning, which was full of good things that he had exchanged for the glass.
I came to the lift platform leisurely, and under the watchful eyes of the patrolling villagers, a man walked into the dense forest carrying a small hoe.
When he came to a place where there was no one, he suddenly turned around and disappeared into this space.
However, what Wei Cheng didn't know was.
Not long after his side disappeared, on the mountain road less than ten miles away, a group of men and horses had already come over, and the leader was clearly Hu Biao.
At this time, Hu Biao's face was very gloomy. In order to get close to Dong Zhuo, or to see Dong Zhuo, he did not hesitate to run to the Wei family every day and gave countless gifts.
It's a pity that Dong Zhuo just didn't see him, which made him miss food and drink for several days. He always felt that there was something fishy in it. Normally, no matter how incompetent he was as a general, he should be punished for asking so diligently to see a state pastor.
It's only right to summon him.
After such a delay, it was not until last night that he remembered that he had not seen his cousin Hutong and Laosi for several days.
After careful inquiry, I found out that the fourth child went to ask for someone but did not come back that day, and the second child took someone to look for him, but he was nowhere to be found.
And the reason why he kept hiding it was because Lao San secretly told people to hide it in order to delay his time to save people.
Hu Biao didn't get angry immediately after learning the truth. He knew the nature of Lao San. He liked to gamble, and he also liked to fight for power. Hutong was his cousin, and even though he was timid, he made him his second-in-command.
As the boss, the third child has always been dissatisfied.
The Hutong disappeared together with the fourth child, and the one who benefited the most was the third child, so the third child wished they would die in the hands of the rebels.
However, Hu Biao knew that even if something happened to his cousins Hutong and Laosi, it would not be the work of rebels. There must be another reason.
Because Dong Zhuo, the pastor of Bingzhou, personally led his army southward, the Yellow Turban rebels on the border of Hedong had already fled after hearing the news.
Thinking of this, he immediately realized something was wrong. He immediately ordered fifty elite soldiers and generals, took the culprit Hao Laoliu, and went straight to Haojia Village.
Poor Hao Laoliu was forcibly brought to Hu Biao last night. Without saying a word, Hu Biao broke off ten of his fingers as a warning to others. This was not only a warning to Lao San, but also a breath of bad breath in his chest.
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Before dawn, a group of people marched into Luliang Mountain and headed straight for Pingding Mountain.
Fifty people rode through the jungle, making a lot of noise. From a high altitude, birds were flying in fright, like wild beasts emerging from the mountains.
The villagers patrolling the lift immediately noticed something was wrong. Although they were not sure whether it was an enemy, they still sounded the warning bell immediately.
Thump thump thump…
Not long after, Hao Dadao was the first to run over, followed closely by the group of people who were drunk last night.
"What's going on?" Hao Dadao asked in a hurry.
The villager pointed to the location of the abnormality and said, "Uncle, look over there."
Everyone looked in the direction he pointed. At first they frowned slightly, but then their expressions changed drastically.
Looking towards the place where the frightened bird flew, through some sparse woods, one can vaguely see familiar uniforms and war horses.
"It's from Hujiabao!" Da Niu, who didn't know why, shouted.
The first-class man also frowned deeply, and several young people looked at Hao Dadao at the same time.
Hao Dadao told Hao Zhao: "Go quickly, go and invite the young master, and say that the people from Hujiabao are here again."
Just as Hao Zhao was about to agree, the villagers patrolling the lift platform cried and said: "Uncle, Master, Master, he has gone down the mountain to collect medicine, and he has only left not long ago."
Zhengtou also hurriedly asked: "Which direction are you going, young master?" Don't run into anyone from Hujiabao. Of course, he didn't say the second half of the sentence, but it was obviously the worst result.
The villager pointed to the densely wooded mountains a little further to the west, "Young Master is heading towards Niutou Ridge."
Everyone looked at them one after another, and then heaved a sigh of relief. The people from Hujiabao were coming from the northeast, and the young master should be out of reach if he walked to the deep mountains and forests to the west.
But problems also came one after another. Without Wei Qing, they suddenly lost their backbone. Facing the menacing Hujiapu invasion, should they face the enemy or hold on? The younger generation looked at Hao Dadao one after another, hoping that he could lead everyone Meet the challenges ahead.
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Let’s talk about Wei Cheng.
As soon as he appeared in the living room on the second floor, he heard someone knocking on the door downstairs.
"Who is it?" Wei Cheng shouted at the top of his lungs.
There was a knock on the door downstairs for a moment, and then there was a strange reply: "Hey, I'm here alone today. If you didn't know better, I'd think you'd died in your sleep."
Wei Cheng was stunned, "Fang Xin?"
He hurriedly took off his Hanfu and put on a set of short-sleeved shirts and beach pants that he usually wears when sleeping at home. While changing clothes, he shouted: "Wait a minute, I'll go down and open the door."
Who knows, Fang Xin said angrily: "I'm too lazy to wait for you, my mother asked me to send you some donuts to eat, and at six o'clock in the evening, don't forget, hum..."
Wei Cheng changed her clothes and ran downstairs to open the door. Fang Xin had already disappeared. There was a stainless steel dish next to the flower bed at the door. There were several steaming donuts in it, and the air was filled with the aroma of fried donuts. , which makes people excited.
This is one of the more famous snacks in Wei Cheng's county. Fried rings and a bowl of mutton soup were once Wei Cheng's favorite combination.
Unfortunately, there was no haggis soup, so Wei Cheng boiled a pot of water and soaked some Mao Jian, and that was it for breakfast.
While eating, he opened his phone and happened to see a few unread messages.
Some of them were sent by his ex-girlfriend, but Wei Cheng was too lazy to respond.
Click on the second item, the unread messages of [Mr. Su of Ziyang Wood Industry].
Mr. Su Wei Cheng has some impression of him. He is a fat middle-aged man, a little bald, and his speech is a bit greasy. Because of that problem, he once bought three courses of Longhu Dan from Wei Cheng. He is considered a big customer. , because Wei Cheng made a lot of money from him.
After seeing the other party's message, the expression on Wei Cheng's face became a little uneasy.
"Golden nanmu?" He looked at the box placed in the corner of the living room. He didn't know much about wood, but it seemed interesting.
So, he deliberately moved the box to the balcony, took another video under the sunlight, and sent it to Mr. Su.
What Wei Cheng didn't expect was that the other party responded quickly and directly invited Wei Cheng to have a video call.
Wei Cheng hesitated for less than three seconds before connecting to the video.
On the screen of the mobile phone, a plump face appeared. Fatty Su's big smiling face looked directly at the camera and said: "Okay, where did Mr. Wei collect the box? Do you have any plans to take action?"
Wei Cheng first greeted him for a moment, and then asked, "I can sell it to you. I wonder what price Mr. Su can give me?"
Fatty Su was also unambiguous and said bluntly: "Yours is a high-quality water drop pattern in the golden nanmu. I collected it and had to repaint and maintain it. I don't know which wasteful thing it was, but it was directly made into a box. In short, I
I won’t let Mr. Wei suffer any loss, so I’ll give you this number.”
Wei Cheng looked at the number on his fingers and almost blurted out: "Three..."
Fatty Su was obviously impatient. He nodded and said, "That's right, 30,000 yuan, don't think it's too little. I think this thing is only about a hundred years old and has no maintenance. I plan to tear it down and beat a few pieces later."
Jewelry Box."
Wei Cheng didn't seem to choke to death when he said "ten" in his mouth. Damn it, didn't he say that golden nanmu is very valuable? I want to say three hundred thousand...
Wei Cheng really doesn't understand. The golden nanmu that is over a hundred years old is only a hundred thousand ton, and the one that is more than three hundred thousand years old is only over two hundred thousand ton.
Compared to other woods, this price is already ridiculously expensive.
Fatty Su seemed to have noticed Wei Cheng's hesitant expression, and immediately added: "Mr. Wei, I know you are not short of money, but your box looks like a commercial product. Not to mention it is not painted, and the workmanship is not exquisite. I
I gave you thirty thousand because I wanted to bet on its age."
"Can't you tell the year of it?" Wei Cheng pointed the camera at the box.
Under the sunlight, the originally dark surface of the box gradually shimmered with golden light. As Fatty Su said, the golden light of the water drop pattern was like drizzles falling down, drawing a pattern of pattering autumn rain on the surface of the box.
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Fatty Su replied angrily: "I really can't tell. I just think the age is definitely not low. You've cut the wood into slices, and I can see a ball. In a word, do you want to sell it?"
Wei Cheng looked at the box, then thought about Fatty Su, and finally raised the corner of his mouth and said: "In this case, I think it's better to forget it. It would be good if I kept some precious herbs. It is said that wood that is hundreds of years old is
If you are spiritual, I will go back and try to grow some Ganoderma lucidum plants in it."
When he said this, Fatty Su obviously became short of breath and said hurriedly: "Hey, don't, Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei..."
Wei Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and didn't bother to offend him, so he turned off the video directly.
What Fatty Su said just now reminded him that the older the golden nan is, the more valuable it is. What kind of family is the Wei family? How can they use new wood?
Besides, during the Three Kingdoms period, there were a lot of wood that were thousands of years old in the deep mountains and old forests. If Wei wanted to use it, he would have used large nanmu that was hundreds of years old. People might not necessarily value the small trees that were only a hundred years old.
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Not to mention, Wei Cheng's bet was really right. In the next half hour, Fatty Su bombarded Wei Cheng's mobile phone, and the price soared from 30,000 to 120,000.
Wei Cheng didn't bother to pay attention to him, but put on a set of casual clothes, picked up two wooden boxes and went out.
He does not have a car at home, so he can only take an electric bus at the entrance of the village, which costs seven yuan to get to the city. It is convenient and environmentally friendly.
In the wooden box are two sets of jewelry, one set of headdress, consisting of a step shaker, two gold hairpins, and two crown combs. The whole body is made of gold, five pieces in total. The embellishments are made of broken jade, and the workmanship is naturally
Nothing to say.
The other set is a five-piece set for children. The workmanship is a little rough, but the materials are sufficient. There is a solid collar, two bracelets, and two gold bells worn on the ankles. Judging from the size, it should be for three or four people.
It was made by a child aged 10 to 18, and the decoration is decorated with auspicious clouds.
There is a reason why Wei Cheng took these two pieces of gold jewelry with him to ask for directions.
One of his clients is a fellow from Yuncheng who has opened an Internet celebrity incubation base in the city. Her family has considerable assets. The most important thing is that she is a traditional clothing enthusiast and is somewhat of a big Internet celebrity in Douyin.
It shouldn't be a big deal to sell that set of tiaras to her, but he planned to give the other set directly to her.
Why so generous?
Wei Cheng naturally had a plan.
This plan did not come out of the blue, but the idea of starting a business that came to Wei Cheng as soon as he saw the batch of jewelry.
After arriving at the urban bus terminal, Wei Cheng took Didi and went straight to the high-tech industrial park.
He called the other party before coming to avoid missing out.
When Wei Cheng walked into the building, he felt like he had entered a daughter's country.
Even the elevator was fragrant. Wei Cheng was obviously the only one in there. In the Three Kingdoms, he would have thought there was a female ghost in the elevator.
Arriving on the tenth floor, I found Qingyu Network Culture Media Co., Ltd. occupying half of the floor.
When the young lady at the front desk saw Wei Cheng, her eyes shone slightly. She had fair skin, a tall figure, and long black hair. It was not like she had never seen a boy with long hair, but she was as good-looking as Wei Cheng.
It's really rare.
"Hello, welcome to Qingyu Media. Are you looking for someone or negotiating business?"
Wei Cheng walked closer and took out the call record that he had prepared long ago, "Hello, I have an appointment with Mr. Hua."
The lady at the front desk naturally recognized the boss's mobile phone number. She nodded, hurriedly dialed the secretary's landline, then raised her head and asked, "Sir, what is your surname?"
Wei Cheng told the truth. Soon, a ninety-nine-year-old girl came out from the right side of the hall. She was wearing a tight-waisted dress and a pair of twelve-centimeter-high breasts. When she saw Wei Cheng, she had a cold look on her face.
Putting on a professional smile, he said, "Hello, Mr. Wei, please come this way."
When the lady at the front desk saw the boss's secretary coming to greet him in person, she ran out excitedly, took the bag from Wei Cheng's hand very lightly, and said, "Mr. Wei, I'll carry it, I'll carry it."
Wei Cheng couldn't resist her, so he had to let her do it for him.
Walking through the busy office area, Wei Cheng really felt like she was in a land of girls. Can you believe that the entire company is filled with girls?
Hua Qingyu is a very literary name.
It's a pity that I am a very female man. When I saw Wei Cheng walking into the office, Hua Qingyu threw the documents aside and asked carelessly: "Hey, how come Mr. Wei is free to come here? What? I figured this out.
Now, if you don’t live with Ye Zi, do you plan to follow me?”
By the way, Hua Qingyu and Wei Cheng’s ex-girlfriend are good besties.
Wei Cheng laughed, he didn't believe that Hua Qingyu didn't know about his breakup with his girlfriend.
Sure enough, seeing Wei Cheng's sneer expression, Hua Qingyu also stopped teasing and said instead: "Let's break it up. What can we do if we don't agree with our ideas? You sit down for a while while Xiao Mu soaks Mr. Wei.
Tea, the top box."
The cold secretary nodded, glanced at Wei Cheng, and secretly thought about the relationship between Wei Cheng and the boss. You must know that the box of tea is not cheap. Walking to the shelf nearby, she reached up with her hands, and the whole dress followed.
The zipper...reveals something that shouldn't be exposed...pure black...safety pants.
"Pfft!" Hua Qingyu glanced contemptuously at Wei Cheng, who looked disappointed, and continued busy reviewing documents.
Wei Cheng looked lonely and sat alone on the sofa nearby, thinking about how to bite a piece of meat from Hua Qingyu's mouth.