It’s a Bit Early To Cross

In front of Yan's house.

Wan Xiaotian and others were chatting quietly, the atmosphere was quite relaxed.

"Master Tian." Wearing velvet clothes, the old man Yan who had regained his previous decent appearance smiled and smoked out a circle, and a white jade finger in his hand was particularly eye-catching: "This year has passed, we When are you going back to Dacheng?"

"It's only the second year of junior high school, why are you in a hurry?" Wan Xiaotian looked at him with a smile, the big watch in his hand was shining brightly under the light.

"Can't you be in a hurry." Old Man Yan bared his teeth and said with a painful expression on his face: "Our business, even in the low season, can cost more than a thousand a day. We've been back for three days, let's not talk about it." I have to earn more than 3,000 yuan less, and my heart aches when I think about it!"

When he was in Dacheng, Wan Xiaotian didn't treat him badly at all. He brought back more than 200 yuan, which was already a considerable amount of income for the declining Yan family, so how could he not care about it?

"Yeah, Brother Tian, ​​if it's okay, let's go back early, that's three thousand yuan, who doesn't feel bad about it." A younger brother also urged at this time, they all have dividends, and they get more than Yan There are more old men.

"It's a pity, there's only so much stock left now, it's too early to go back, and the stock is sold out, and we can just stare at the big city for the rest of the day?" Wan Xiaotian said with a relaxed face: "Everyone can rest in peace, When there is news from Master Chu, it's not too late for us to leave."

This guy is not in a hurry to go back to the big city, because there are still a few necessary entertainments that he hasn't gone to. These people are all prominent figures in the circle of stubborn masters in Sijiu City, so it's not good if they don't go.

"Pua La, Pa La!"

At this moment, a slight sound of metal friction came from the alley.

Yan Muze's expression changed, and he quickly shone the flashlight at the entrance of the alley, with a complicated expression: "Master Chu is here."

The old man is very familiar with this voice, he used to hear it almost every few days.

Under the orange light of the flashlight, Chu Heng's figure quickly appeared in their eyes, and they saw Ya Hang Chi Hang Chi riding a half-new scooter slowly driving towards this side.

"Master Chu!"

Wan Xiaotian quickly led people up.

"Are you all ready?" Chu Heng stopped the car and handed the car directly to a younger brother.

"It's already ready." Yan Muze said hastily.

"Hey, Lord Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I still look good." Chu Heng smiled and cupped his hands at the father and son, "Happy New Year greetings to you all."

"Hey, you can't, you can't, we have to give you New Year's greetings." Yan Muze and his son hurriedly returned the greeting, and then respectfully invited Chu Heng into the yard.

Shaoqing.

A group of people walked into the west wing of Yan's courtyard.

"Slap!"

Old Man Yan reached out to turn on the lamp, and in an instant, the light bulb above his head lit up with an orange light, filling the entire hut.

In the room, there is a table of eight immortals, on which there is a pot of tea, which was prepared by Yan Muze before.

Near the wall on the west side, there are more than a dozen boxes, large and small, neatly stacked, almost filling one wall.

"Master Chu, sit down!" Yan Muze humbly invited Chu Heng to sit down at the table of the Eight Immortals, poured him a cup of hot tea, and took out a box of Daqianmen specially bought by Wan Xiaotian, opened it and handed it over.

Chu Heng crossed his legs, took the cigarette casually, and after the old man lit it for him, he ordered: "Okay, don't delay, quickly put the things on the car for me, I am in a hurry to leave."

"Don't you take a look?" Yan Muze asked in surprise.

"If you don't watch it, do you still dare to frame me? I will watch it slowly when I pull it back." Chu Heng waved his hand and said, "Go, hurry up."

"well!"

After Wan Xiaotian responded, he called his younger brother to move things. The Yan family father and son didn't dare to be idle, and hurried forward to help.

Chu Heng looked like a normal person, drinking tea and smoking leisurely.

More than ten minutes passed like this.

Soon all the boxes in the house were moved out and loaded on the cart he rode.

"Master Chu!"

Wan Xiaotian came in panting at this time, and said, "Everything is packed, it's a bit heavy, how about I go back with you?"

"No need, let's do what we should do." How could Chu Heng agree, he didn't intend to take his things home, if he really let this kid go back with him, where would he put these things?

Hearing this, Wan Xiaotian guessed by mistake that Chu Heng was going to send the things to a secret place that would be inconvenient for outsiders to know, so he didn't insist anymore, and went out with his younger brothers and the Yan family father and son, Immediately after watching him strenuously pedal the car away, they also dispersed with each other.

After Chu Heng came out of the alley where Yan's house was located on a heavy cart, he walked cautiously for a while, until he came to a dark corner, and then quickly took the cart and walked into the portable warehouse.

After entering, he couldn't wait to start checking the contents of those boxes.

He first selected one of the boxes on the top floor of the cart and opened it. Inside were rolls of calligraphy and paintings stacked upright and strong, most of which were from Ming and Qing Dynasties, some from Wen Zhengming, some from Lang Shining, and some Wang Ximeng's are all rare treasures, if they are released to future generations, others will be happy if they get one.

But after looking through it briefly, Chu Heng closed the box with a lack of interest, put it in the area dedicated to storing calligraphy and paintings in the warehouse, and continued to check the next one.

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From the time travel to the present, he has seen too many good things, and his vision has long been elevated. These calligraphy and paintings can no longer cause him too much emotional fluctuation.

As time passed, one box after another was opened, and then Chu Heng would store them in different categories.

And from the beginning to the end, there was not a single object in the box that caught his eyes.

It was like this for a while.

Soon Chu Heng took down a heavy small box from the car, in which were the gold bars collected by Wan Xiaotian, a total of more than 11 catties.

It sounds like a lot, but it’s actually not that much, not as big as a brick~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wow! "

Chu Heng plucked at the golden bars in the box, finally showing a smile on his face, and then carried the box happily to a big iron cabinet that was one person tall.

He opened the door of the cabinet casually, and there were piles of gold bars of different sizes stacked in each grid, which almost filled up more than half of the cabinet. Counting it down, the number was not four hundred, but five hundred catties!

This is what he has collected through various channels and means since his time travel. Judging from the current economic environment, he can be called a rich man!

And this is only what he collected in just one year, and as his disciples rise in the future, the number of gold bars will also increase!

"This is the hard currency!" Chu Heng looked obsessively at the gold bars in the cabinet, put the ones in the box in his hand one by one, and then gently closed the door.

Many of his ambitions and visions for the future are all pinned on these gold!

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