Siheyuan: Starting with Damo Neighbors

"Although there are government subsidies, it is really difficult for the family to have a large number of people. So I have to do something for them!" Old Hu was talking, falling into the memories of the past.

The fat man took a sip as he picked it up.

"Old Hu! I don't want my share either! All the money from selling antiques this time will be remitted to the families of your comrades in arms! Don't worry about our food. I have made a lot of money in the past two years, so I need some Savings."

"My biggest wish in life is to serve as a soldier and fight on the battlefield."

"But my father died early, and I didn't have that chance. Old Hu, you must help me fulfill this wish!! It's also my respect for them!" Fatty looked at Old Hu and said.

So this guy can deal with Fatty.

Although there is a little problem, but it really helps!

In terms of right and wrong, the distinction is also very clear.

"Fatty! You're improving so fast!!" Lao Hu praised.

"Your uncle!" The fat man cursed with a smile.

"As far as we are capable, there will not be many opportunities for real money in the future, right?"

"That's right! This time we will earn money from the Americans!!" the old nonsense said.

He has already decided to serve as a guide for the archaeological team.

As a guide, you can get a [-]-meter knife, so easy to make money, why not earn it?

"Hey, Lao Hu, do you think we should also call Lao Wang?"

"What if we meet a big rice dumpling like in the general's tomb this time, and we will be much safer with Lao Wang around?" the fat man said suddenly.

"Hmm... When I give them the money tomorrow, I'll drop by and ask. Old Wang's family has a big business, so he may not go there." Old Hu thought for a while and said.

Before I went to Nada in the northeast, Lao Wang took Ding Sitian to travel together out of curiosity.

Now I am going to be a tour guide for others. Although I am given a rice knife, Lao Wang is not short of such a little money.

Of course, Lao Hu also knew that if Lao Wang was with him, they would definitely be safer.

But this time, Old Wang may not necessarily go...

"Kong-Bai"-[-]~[-]~[-] "Success! Then ask tomorrow! I think Lao Wang should go. Just going to the Northeast this time, I feel that Lao Wang is fighting against each other Quite interesting!" said the fat man.

"This time we are going to serve as guides for the archaeological team, not fighting against each other!"

"Don't talk about whether we can find the ancient tomb, even if we did find it, with the archaeological team here, can we get things?" Old Hu gave the fat man a blank look.

The business of inverting is not an aboveboard business in itself.

In front of the archaeological team, you really want to go in and get food and accommodation?

"Hey, just be careful, people may not be able to see if you take such a valuable thing." The fat man muttered softly.

He had made up his mind anyway.

If he really found the ancient tomb, then he must bring something back.

Old Hu gave Fatty a blank look.

He also knew Fatty's temper, so it was useless to say it.

Just don't get caught by then.

Early the next morning, Lao Hu and Fatty went to the bank to withdraw the money from Wang Xuewen and Ding Sitian.

It's still the same sentence, Lao Wang doesn't want it, they have to give it.

The two drove to the outside of the courtyard to give Wang Xuewen money, and returned the car to him by the way.

In the courtyard, Wang Xuewen practiced sword skills in the middle courtyard for a while, looking refreshed.

It took him half a month to go to the Northeast, but he couldn't hold back.

Back yesterday, he and Ding Sitian 4.3 didn't have much rest, they had been exercising from the afternoon to the middle of the night.

In the end, Ding Sitian was so tired that she kept begging for mercy, and she is still resting now.

The nanny at home had already prepared breakfast, and he was about to have breakfast when he heard someone ring the doorbell.

Glancing towards the gate, I saw Lao Hu and Fatty standing outside the gate.

He stopped the servant who was about to open the door, and walked towards the front yard by himself.

"Fatty, Lao Hu, why are you here so early? Have you eaten yet? Let's have something together?" Wang Xuewen opened the door and said.

"Old Wang, I discussed it with Lao Hu, and I have to give you a share of the money for selling antiques. Why don't I give you the money." The fat man patted his satchel and said.

"Okay, let's talk when we come in." Wang Xuewen let them in.

It's not good to stand at the gate for money or something.

The neighbors in this alley have no money.

423. Meeting the Archaeological Team (Please Subscribe!)

Wang Xuewen led Lao Hu and Fatty into the yard.

Lao Hu and Fatty had already had breakfast, so Wang Xuewen ignored them and ate his own.

Lao Hu thought about his ideas with Fatty, and told Wang Xuewen.

"Fatty, Lao Hu, I told you that I don't want this money. If you insist on giving it, then you can remit it to Yingzi together."

"My share can more or less pull a wire for the villagers, so that the villagers can use the electric lights." Wang Xuewen took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, looked at the two of them and said.

"Look! Look! Old Wang's awareness is no worse than ours!" Fatty immediately praised.

"The main reason is that I really don't need such a little money." Wang Xuewen laughed.

If he was a poor ghost, he really wouldn't be so generous, so he donated the money.

It's tens of thousands of dollars.

You must know that these days, there are not many households with ten thousand yuan.

Besides, he took more things from the general's tomb of the Liao Kingdom than Lao Hu and Fatty.

How is it possible to divide the money again?

"By the way, Lao Wang, there is one more thing we want to ask you for your opinion." Lao Hu continued to speak.

"What's the matter?" Wang Xuewen asked casually.

"Lao Jin introduced us to a job. Our family has an archaeological team going to Western Xinjiang, and we need someone to lead the way. Fatty and I are going to try it."

"The sponsor of the archaeological team is said to be a girl from the United States, who gave a lot of money, a full [-] meters per person."

"Of course, you probably don't like the little money, Old Wang. But Fatty and I both feel that you, Old Wang, seem to be very interested in ancient tombs."

"So I came here to ask you, do you want to try it together?" Lao Hu told Wang Xuewen about the archaeological team in general.

"The archaeological team went to Xijiang for archaeology..." Wang Xuewen stopped and thought about it in his mind.

If I guessed right, this should be the archaeological team funded by Shirley Yang, right?

This time, I should go to the desert to find the ancient city of Jingjue.

emmm... Maybe I will go to Kunlun Mountain halfway or something.

After all, Wang Xuewen is also very clear whether this ghost lamp world is the original universe or the film and television universe.

"I'm really interested, so I'll go and have a look with you." Wang Xuewen nodded.

Of course he was interested.

Inside the ancient city of Jingjue, the wealth of the whole country of the ancient city of Jingjue is buried.

Bring those treasures back, that can really make the country rich.

"That's great!! With you, Lao Wang, even if we meet some big rice dumplings this time, we don't have to be afraid!!" Fatty said happily.

"Your uncle! You're using me as your bodyguard!" Wang Xuewen scolded with a smile.

"Hey, Lao Wang, I won't take your wife with me this time, right? The environment in Xijiang is not good, there are many deserts next door, and I will suffer a lot then." Old Hu asked.

"I don't want to bring it. I might encounter some danger this time. Just let her rest at home."

"As the boss, we can't run out all day, don't we care about things?" Wang Xuewen said with a smile.

He also owns a real estate company and an antique shop.

When he is not in the capital, Ding Sitian, the proprietress, can also supervise and supervise the company's situation.

After breakfast, Wang Xuewen, Lao Hu and Fatty went out together.

First, I went to the bank to deposit the money I had just withdrawn.

Then, according to the address given by Da Jinya, they came to the site where the archaeological team was located.

The three parked the car at the entrance of a courtyard house with a large iron gate.

"Is this it?" Old Hu asked.

"It's written on the big gold tooth here, NO.17. Look, it's here." The fat man pointed to the number plate on the wall and said.

"Why doesn't this even have a brand name?" the fat man complained.

After all, it's a public archaeological team, right?

As a result, the resident only had a house number, not even a plaque.

If people who don't know this come here, how would they know that this is an archaeological team?

"Stop complaining, go in and have a look." Wang Xuewen pushed open the big iron gate first.

He was still quite curious about what Shirley Yang looked like at the end of the fight against the Golden Triangle.

"Fatty! Old Wang! This is the archaeological team. We went down to the tomb, so we must not let it slip!" Old Hu warned.

"Fatty, did you hear that?" Wang Xuewen looked at Fatty deliberately and said.

This is where the fat man sometimes can't control his mouth.

"Don't worry, don't worry! I'm sure I won't say anything!" Fatty promised quickly.