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Old Yang was begging for monthly tickets!

Xiao Peng told Wang Xuan to go and buy some supplies while he and Yang Meng carried the several large chests from the seabed to the Ala Lei ship. After finishing all this, they dragged Guo Chuan along on their way back.

Wang Xuan was curious about the sudden appearance of so many large boxes on the ship, but he didn't ask anything. Good employees were always talking less nonsense, and Wang Xuan's principle was to not ask questions that he didn't know about. Xiao Peng finally had time to open the box and see what was inside.

Inside was a black, brick-like square wrapped in paper. After so long, it had already dried to the point of being extremely hard, and there were even some patterns on it. Xiao Peng picked up a piece of the broken piece, sniffed it, frowned, and threw it into the sea.

"What is this?" Yang Meng asked.

Xiao Peng coldly snorted, "This is f * cking Forthright Ointment!"

Hearing this, Yang Meng suddenly came to a realization.

The so-called Forrest Ointment was a piece of crow meat. The Zheng Shi family lived in the same era as Eagle Country dumping crows into China. After becoming an official, the Zheng Shi family had even been involved in the sale of goods to the tiger as part of Lin Zexu's subordinate, and the time matched the time. The Forthright Life Ointment here should have been taken by the Zheng Shi family when they robbed Eagle Nation's merchant ships. At that time, nearly all of the merchant ships that came to China carried this stuff.

Eagle Nation had just completed the industrial revolution and needed a vast market as a place to export goods, but China just so happened to meet this requirement. Due to the fact that the tea, silk, and porcelain products produced in China were very popular in the European market, the Eagle Nation wanted China to open up its trade. However, the wool, wool, and other industrial products exported by Eagle Nation were not favoured in China.

At that time, Eagle Country used their gold standard currency policy, and the Qing government used silver as their currency. Because the trade with China required money to be converted into silver, Eagle Country needed to buy silver as a trading resource, gold and silver were bought and sold one at a time, while the profits of Eagle Country's people were damaged. Furthermore, Eagle Nation's goods to China would need to be taxed at a high tax rate of 20%, which made them extremely dissatisfied. In the end, he thought of a way to smuggle a lot of special goods to China, namely ravens, in pursuit of high profits.

Due to the influx of crows into China, the annual output of silver from China reached 6 million silver taels. And physically and spiritually ravaging the Chinese. This also attracted the attention of the people and the government of Great Qing Dynasty. The government of Great Qing Dynasty, from their own interests, issued eight injunctions, and Emperor Daoguang directly sent Lin Zexu to Guangdong to be a minister in command of the imperial court to ban smoking, which was also known as the "tiger selling cigarettes". The Eagle saw China's anti-smoking campaign as an invasion of private property and found it unbearable, leading to the outbreak of war.

The result of this war was the complete decline of the Great Qing government. At that time, Hong Kong Island was ceded to Eagle Country, and they had to pay back over 20 million silver taels, causing a large amount of silver to flow out of the country. Since then, China has gradually become a semi-colonial and semi-feudal country from an independent and autonomous country.

Until today, China had zero tolerance for drugs, and that was the reason.

A bet and a poison were both absolutely untouchable.

He opened four boxes consecutively. All of them were filled with this item! The more Yang Meng looked at it, the angrier he got. He wanted to throw it into the sea, but Xiao Peng stopped him, "The sea is not a trash can. Don't pour everything into it."

"Then how do we deal with these things?" Yang Meng asked. Besides, you just threw a piece into the sea. "

Xiao Peng's old face flushed, "Don't mind the details. Just burn these after you take them back. No, burning pollutes the air. Uh, I have an idea. I'll go back and contact Director Wang at the museum in the old palace and give all these to him. "

Yang Meng was stunned when he heard this. "What?" Do you want to keep them if you don't destroy them? Why should I keep it? "

Xiao Peng laughed, "There are so many museums in our country. Each family will be divided into two pieces. It's also not bad to give everyone a patriotic education. How many youngsters nowadays know of the history of that year? Let them see what is causing China to become degenerate! See if they still dare to take drugs? "

Yang Meng shrugged his shoulders and muttered in a low voice: "You should die, no matter what you do, you should die. Those that you want to suck won't stop just because you laid out this."

However, Xiao Peng said, "We didn't stop them even if they wanted to die, right? But the education that we should have should be continued, right? "

"Your boss, what do you say?" Yang Meng moved a few boxes to the side while Xiao Peng opened another box. The moment Xiao Peng opened it, he whistled, "Wow!"

When Yang Meng heard Xiao Peng's whistle, he hurriedly looked over and saw that the box was filled with scrolls, all of them were calligraphy and paintings. Yang Meng randomly took out a scroll and opened it to see that it was a painting. There were a few strokes that revealed a picture of a weeping willow flower. After looking at it for a long time, Xiao Peng pointed at the seal on the scroll and asked, "Xiao Peng, what's written inside?"

Xiao Peng took a look and said, "Oh, that says' Eight Great Mountain People '."

"Eight Mountain People? Which eight? " Wang Xuan came over and asked curiously.

Xiao Peng slapped his forehead, "Can't you usually read books? There were not eight people from the Eight Great Mountains! It was a person! This person's name is Bada Shanren! " With that, he took the painting from Yang Meng's hands and said, "Not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not bad, not

Yang Meng was also interested. "Are these eight mountaineers that awesome?"

"Awesome?" Xiao Peng smiled. "This man of the eight great mountains can already be considered a Grandmaster. But compared to his painting, his person is even more legendary."

"How did it become a legend?" It sounds like the name of a Daoist, could it be royal blood? " Yang Meng said in disdain.

Xiao Peng's face was filled with surprise, "You're right! The original name of this man of eight mountains was Zhu Luo. He was indeed the royal descendant. He was the ninth grandson of Zhu Quan's seventeenth son, Zhu Quan. After his death, he became a monk and changed his name to 'Snow Flower'. Together with Shi Tao, Zhu Qu, and Hong Ren, he was called the 'Four Monks'. When he was sixty years old, he started using the name of the Eight Mountain People to write his poems. "

Yang Meng was not interested in whether the Eight Mountain People were monks or Taoists. What he was concerned about was: "Is this guy's painting worth anything?"

Xiao Peng thought for a moment, "Actually, Octavo was a highly productive painter. When he was a monk, he lived in poverty, had a disheveled appearance, drank in the wine shop every day, painted when he was drunk, and painted more than ten pictures with each painting. He would paint whatever monk or monk wanted to paint it, and he would give it to whoever he wanted. It's like there are more than 40 paintings of the Eight Mountains people in the Stars and Stripes Country's National Asian Art Museum. "

When Yang Meng heard this, his mouth twitched. "Everyone says that rare things are valuable, then his painting is worthless?"

Xiao Peng shook his head, "Good things are always good. They will not affect the price because of the quantity. The price of a painting auction is 118.7 million RMB for the bamboo, stone, and mandarin ducks of the Eight Great Mountains. The price of the replica mountain stream was also over eighty million yuan. Forget it, let's just put it this way. Whether it's the characters or painting of the Eight Great Mountains Man, they are basically all going up by the millions. "

Now it's Yang Meng's turn to whistle: "Quickly, look who else has it. I know about this Shi Tao. As you said a moment ago, he is a monk as well, right? "

Xiao Peng smiled, "That's right, that's right. Furthermore, he can be considered a relative of the Eight Great Mountain People."

"He's also the son of a prince?" Yang Meng was stunned.

Xiao Peng said, "Hmm, I guess so. He is the descendant of Zhu Yuanzhang's nephew. His father was Zhu Hengjia, King of Jingjiang in the Ming dynasty. After Chong's death, his father resisted the Qing dynasty and was killed, while Shi Tao was raised by eunuchs at a young age and became a monk when he grew up. He became a unique monk and gave himself countless monastic names, such as Yuan Ji, Dao Ji, Monk Ku Gua, Old Man Ding, Ji Shan, and the blind man. In his later years, I decided not to become a monk and specialised in painting, so I can be considered a high-yield painter. "

Yang Meng became smarter this time: "But good things are always good things, so Shi Tao's paintings are also very valuable. Right? "

Xiao Peng smiled, "That's right, you're right. Shi Tao's paintings started off at twenty million."

Yang Meng suddenly opened the scroll and took out a book from the chest, "Why is there a book inside?" However, the moment he opened it, he said, "Damn, where is the 'Little Yellow' book?"

When Xiao Peng heard this, his interest was piqued. He saw that Yang Meng was holding a large painting book, so he took it over to take a look. When he saw the cover, he took a deep breath, his face filled with excitement. No wonder this manual was lost! So it's here! "

Yang Meng looked at Xiao Peng's expression and was puzzled, "Isn't it just the Spring Palace's Map? And this is very famous? "

Xiao Peng pointed at the signature on the silk and said, "You should know this name, right? Tang Yin! Tang Bohu! There have been so many painters and masters in China since ancient times. The ancient Chinese people didn't like fruit, so they didn't use fruit models. But Tang Yin was a pervert, and he often took the mistress he loved as his model. That was why he drew so vividly. Right now, there were quite a few people who had inherited Tang Bohu's Chun Gong Tu. However, the large size of this silk cloth had long since been lost! For us to be able to find it here, it truly isn't easy! "

"How do you know this isn't fake?" Yang Meng asked.

Xiao Peng pointed at the picture book and explained, "The women that Tang Yin drew had a special characteristic, they were 'three whites'. Their foreheads were slightly white, their noses were white, and their chins were white. Take a look at this painting to see if it's like that? "

Yang Meng took the picture book and flipped through the pages. Suddenly, a piece of paper fell out. Yang Meng picked it up and handed it to Xiao Peng. "What happened to this one?"

Xiao Peng looked and saw that it was also a painting of the Spring Palace. However, its drawing skills were a little lousy. It was obvious that it wasn't a master level painting. Then, he looked at the drawing again, "Baozi and Xiuxiu, scout of the Peach Blossom Cave."

Uh, Zheng Shi Shi's real name is Shi Yang, little name is Aunt Xiu, this is when Zheng Shi and Zhang Baozi were being painted down?

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