Tomb raiding: Carrying a coffin during a funeral procession, rewarded with the Dragon Elephant Prajn

"Wang Meng!"

As soon as Wu Xie entered Wu Shan Ju, he shouted at the top of his lungs.

A short while later, a young man in his early twenties came out of the backyard.

"Boss, you're finally back! I was about to call the police if you hadn't come back."

"What are you saying..."

Wu Xie diligently brought a chair for Li Changsheng and introduced him to Wang Meng.

"This is my older brother, Li Changsheng. Go to the backyard and tidy up the bedroom... um, go to the supermarket and buy some daily necessities first."

After Wu Xie finished speaking, he turned around and saw Li Changsheng walking to the antique shelf in the shop to admire the porcelain. He quickly went over to accompany him.

"These are mostly porcelain pieces from the Republic of China period. They're not particularly expensive, but they're absolutely authentic."

However, after he finished speaking, he found that his colleague Wang Meng was still standing there without moving, and he immediately became angry.

"Didn't I ask you to go buy some daily necessities?"

"Boss, it's easy for you to talk, but what about the money...? The shop hasn't been open for two months."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie was speechless and had no choice but to take out the few hundred-yuan bills he had left from his wallet and hand them to Wang Meng.

"Go quickly, and remember to buy good quality bedding, blankets, and toiletries. Don't buy cheap stuff."

"Okay."

Wang Meng took the money and happily went out.

Li Changsheng looked around and nodded slightly.

"This place is not bad."

"Hehe, if you like it, big brother, why don't you stay? I'll give you half of Wu Shan Ju's shares."

Wu Xie thought that with a powerful figure like Li Changsheng around, he wouldn't have to worry about the goods at Wu Shan Ju in the future. He was certain that he would have one for the Palace Museum and one for himself. If the Palace Museum didn't have one, he would have one.

Based on this alone, he was confident that Wushanju would become famous within a year, go public within three years, and become the largest antique company in the south.

only……

Li Changsheng glanced at Wu Xie sideways and shook his head directly.

"You're dreaming! You think you can make me your slave just because you own 50% of the shares?"

Seeing that his thoughts had been exposed, Wu Xie was not embarrassed.

"Anyway, you don't have anywhere to stay for the time being, brother..."

During this time together, Wu Xie also learned that although Li Changsheng was incredibly powerful, he had no family and was all alone.

He'd definitely regret it if he didn't try such a great opportunity.

"Besides, if you don't like my Wushan Residence, you can join the Nine Gates."

Then, Wu Xie boasted about the Nine Gates Association and the influence of his Wu family in the southern tomb raider community.

"Brother, you need to send off all sorts of evil spirits anyway. The Nine Gates specialize in scavenging sand in various places, and you'll encounter these things from time to time. It's a perfect match for you and the Nine Gates to join forces."

That's right, Wu Xie also has a Plan B: if Li Changsheng doesn't think much of Wu Shan Ju, he will introduce Li Changsheng to his second uncle Wu Erbai and the Nine Gates Association.

To everyone's surprise, Li Changsheng rejected his proposal again.

"No need, I've already found a place to stay."

"Huh? Where?"

Li Changsheng pointed to the shop next to Wu Shanju and said with a faint smile, "I've thought about it, and you're right. You can't have a stable and lasting customer base without a fixed address. So I'm planning to open a funeral service."

"A funeral parlor?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie subconsciously repeated it.

He pondered for a moment and thought the idea was not bad. Anyway, Li Changsheng was in Hangzhou, and there would be plenty of opportunities to get to know him and build a good relationship in the future.

Wu Xie just didn't expect that Li Changsheng would entrust him with all the trivial matters.

Wu Xie had barely returned and hadn't even had a chance to sit down when he started running around helping out, asking about shop prices and getting business licenses.

It's worth mentioning that the house next to Wushanju is also a mixed-use commercial and residential property, and it's a century-old pharmacy.

It's not that the shop isn't for sale, but the price is a bit high; a shop of over 600 square meters is priced at over three million.

Li Changsheng was too lazy to haggle, so he simply took out the Kunlun Jade Embryo he had brought back from Zhelong Mountain and handed it over to Wu Xie to deal with.

When a Kunlun jade piece encounters a discerning buyer, it can fetch tens of millions of yuan.

In the end, Wu Xie still approached his second uncle, Wu Erbai, and sold the Kunlun Jade Embryo for 80 million.

Inside the Wu family's old house, Wu Erbai played with the Kunlun jade embryo in his hand, asking Wu Xie with a strange expression.

"Just who is this guy of yours?"

"have no idea."

"What is his purpose in coming to Hangzhou?"

"Uh, I don't know."

"You say he's amazing? Now you know just how amazing he is, right?"

Wu Xie thought about it carefully and realized that he had never actually seen Li Changsheng go all out.

Whether it's a blood zombie, a zombie king, or a female ghost, they're all dealt with with ease.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie could only shake his head.

"have no idea."

"You brat, you don't know anything when asked, yet you call others 'big brother.' Be careful you don't get sold out and still be counting the money."

"Hehe, Second Uncle, it's not that bad. I'm just an ordinary person, I wouldn't be worth much. Besides, even if my elder brother really wanted to sell me, the Wu family couldn't save me. I might as well just surrender."

Wu Xie may look innocent, but he knows what's going on.

Schemes and tricks are only effective when the strength is roughly equal; if the strength is far greater, no schemes or tricks will work.

At this point, Wu Xie seemed to remember something and quickly took out a few more gold ingots from his backpack.

"Oh, right, Second Uncle, I have a few gold ingots here, why don't you take them too?"

Wu Erbai took the gold ingot and looked at it. He noticed the two characters "King of Dian" engraved on it in seal script, and his eyes lit up.

"Did you go to Yunnan to pan for sand?"

"Since I couldn't contact my third uncle and had nothing better to do, I went to Yunnan with my eldest brother."

"I've told you not to always hang out with your third uncle, but this kid still can't see things clearly."

As Wu Erbai spoke, he casually stuffed a few gold coins into his pocket.

"Second Uncle, I have gold coins..."

"What gold cake? Where did you get a gold cake?"

Seeing his second uncle blatantly lying, Wu Xie was completely dumbfounded.

But just then, the payment notification finally arrived on his phone.

Wu Xie's smile returned when he saw that 80.5 million had been deposited into his bank account.

"Alright, Second Uncle, I'll be going now."

"You brat, save your money."

……

As soon as Wu Xie left the old house, Wu Erbai's subordinate Erjing hurriedly entered the study.

"Boss."

"Have you found out about the background of the man Wu Xie brought back?"

"I asked around the Nine Gates, and everyone said they had never heard of this person."

"Never heard of it?"

Wu Erbai was slightly taken aback.

The Nine Gates' influence extends throughout the south, and their businesses also have ties to the north.

In particular, Pangu, which was under his command, involved all sorts of people from all walks of life, making it arguably the most well-informed organization.

But the fact that no one in the entire Nine Gates knew Li Changsheng's background is quite interesting.

Wu Erbai tapped his fingers lightly on the table for a long while before saying calmly, "He wants to open some kind of funeral service, specializing in handling troubles in cemeteries. Send him a flower basket when it opens in a couple of days. Also, find out what's going on with him."

"Understood, boss."