"Friends outside, stop playing monkey games, come in."

...

Xiahou Aotian who was standing at the door of the shop was a little embarrassed.

Now that he was discovered, he didn't bother to worry about it any longer. According to the characters that flashed in his mind at this time, he rubbed his face hard to complete the disguise.

He stepped into the store, glanced at the rows of shelves, and the low-grade materials scattered on the floor, and immediately confirmed Lian Sanyue's identity.

He is really a craftsman, most likely a member of the Zhao family.

Although he had inquired about the background of the proprietress of Wanbao House from Brother Hongji before coming here, he only confirmed that she was a craftsman after seeing it with his own eyes.

��The workroom of every craftsman is as chaotic as the processing workshop of a small machinery factory, or a street hardware store.

Of course, Xiahou Aotian wasn't bothered by the mess, instead he felt like he was home.

Look away from the shelf and look to the left. There is a cash register on the left against the wall. Behind the cash register is a beautiful woman in a black leather jacket with a blue chest.

There are slender women's cigarettes mixed with her fingers, her eyebrows are lazy, and her temperament is charming, just like the female club boss in the movie.

"You are Lian Sanyue?" Xiahou Aotian walked to the cashier.

Lian Sanyue looked at him in astonishment, forgot to smoke for a while, and was dumbfounded: "Kakarot?"

She laughed loudly: "It's the first time I've seen someone squeeze their face into a two-dimensional protagonist, hahahaha"

Have you laughed enough? The protagonist Xiahou Aotian protested regardless of dimension, took a deep breath, and said:

"I heard that you have a good reputation and can do any business. If you have a deal, I don't know if you are interested."

Lian Sanyue put away her smile, resumed her lazy posture, took a sip of her cigarette butt, and exhaled white smoke from her flaming red lips, saying:

"tell me the story."

Xiahou Aotian immediately grabbed a set of armor, a bronze tripod, and a string of copper coins from the inventory.

Lian Sanyue's eyes narrowed all of a sudden, "Things from Qin Dynasty?"

The cultural relics of the Qin Dynasty are mainly bronzes and ceramics, which are very different from the antique calligraphy and paintings known to later generations.

She didn't look at the copper coins, but carefully stroked the bronze tripod and armor, and evaluated:

"The preservation is not bad. This kind of cultural relic is rare even in the master-level copy. It has to be a copy related to the dignitaries of the Qin Dynasty, but I will not accept it."

Lian Sanyue smiled and said:

"Cultural relics are meaningless to me, and the price is too high. The guests who come to my Wanbao House only pay attention to spiritual materials and props. Your target group should be those wealthy people who like to collect and invest in antiques."

Xiahou Aotian seemed to have expected it a long time ago, Kakarot's face was unruly and indifferent, "I hope to auction the cultural relics through you, and I will give you a 10% commission."

Lian Sanyue nodded: "Yes, come and get the money in ten days."

Xiahou Aotian breathed a sigh of relief, and said again: "I hope you will keep today's transaction a secret, and how much will you charge for the hush money?"

Lian Sanyue thought for a while, "Give me two hundred thousand."

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