Xing Laoliu entered the teahouse with a monk's skirt. The three customers from the north, two younger, said to the old man: "Uncle, let's go in too, have some tea and wait for a while."

"Yes," the old man nodded, his eyes fell on Xing Laoliu's disappearing back, and his head was still thinking about the monk's skirt that the other party was holding.

The three of them entered the teahouse. The old man never said anything. The expression on his face was obviously recalling something, but he didn't seem to think about it. One of the young men saw that the other party was in a wrong state and asked, "Uncle II, what are you thinking? Why do you seem to be worried?"

The old man tilted his head and eyes and turned back and forth a few times, asking, "Did you see what Xing Laoliu is holding in his hand?"

"Did you hold it when you get off the bus? I saw it, it seemed like a piece of cloth."

"What do you think?" the old man asked with a frown.

The two young men thought about it and said uncertainly: "It looks a bit like a robe worn by a monk. It looks quite average in texture, but it looks a bit old. It is probably in some era. Could it be that he is just talking to people about this business, right?"

The old man pondered for a while and said, "Do you think this thing looks like the robes on the Tibetan lama?"

A young man on the opposite side recalled carefully, nodded and said, "If you say that, you seem to be really leaning against it."

The old man suddenly said nothing, then took out his cell phone and found a number and dialed it out. After the phone was connected, he said, "You can find it at home. There is a catalog of the royal family's Xu Cangzi in this old booklet..."

On the other end, Xing Laoliu went to the private room upstairs and sat in the photos of Wang Zan and Feng Zhining. He put the monk's skirt on the table without any nonsense and said, "Two, let's see if this is it?"

Wang Zan, Feng Zhining's expression of excitement flashed in a flash. Wang Zan took the lead and took it over and opened it. Then Feng Zhining took out the other corner of the monk's skirt from his body to compare. The two were immediately tightly clamped together, with no difference in the middle.

Feng Zhining breathed a sigh of relief, unable to hide his joyful expression. Wang Zan held it in his hand and weighed it a few times. From the surface, the texture of the monk's skirt should almost be the appearance of the Dhara Sutra being sandwiched outside. There was no difference. The most important thing is that Wang Zan could obviously feel a peaceful aura from above.

After all, this monk's skirt comes from a respected lama in Tibetan areas. In addition, the Dhara Sutra inside has the power to expel evil spirits and resolve evil spirits. Therefore, after Wang Zan felt this strangeness, he was even more sure that they had found the Dhara Sutra.

The two nodded at the same time. Seeing this, Xing Laoliu smiled and said, "I have always been a man who says what he says. I will definitely be able to do what I promised. You are satisfied with it."

Feng Zhining breathed, nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, Boss Xing, this is what I want."

Xing Laoliu said, "I've handed over the things to you, and we're just not paying the final payment. But before I finish the work, I'm curious about something. I just want to ask you two of you what this is, which can make you come to Yulin so hard to find? And I guess the price you are willing to pay is not small, right?"

Feng Zhining glanced at Wang Zan and said to him: "To be honest, this is a thing passed down from my family, but it was lost many years ago. It is not worth much, but you also know the things passed down from the ancestral world, and they are very meaningful, right?"

Xing Laoliu smiled and did not ask again. He knew that the other party had not told the truth, but this was normal. Another thing was that the transaction between them was to hand over the money and deliver the goods in the same way. As for the origin of the goods and what secrets were, it was not up to him to control.

Before Xing Laoliu could speak, Feng Zhining took out the check that had been written and handed over, knocked his finger on the table, and said, "Boss Xing is efficient and follows the rules. We can do it. This is a bank promissory note. You can withdraw money by taking it. Do you see if there are any problems?"

Xing Laoliu looked down and was stunned in surprise. The price given by the other party was completely beyond his expectations, and he had no intention of bargaining. The amount on the check was two million, which was equivalent to the cost of being a broker for a year, but he did not expect that these two people were so generous.

Xing Laoliu put away the check and said in admiration: "The two are so open and fast. This makes me not know what to say. There is no problem with this money."

Feng Zhining stood up, Wang Zan put away the monk's skirt and said, "This is all our mutual. You have helped us, so we can't be stingy and stingy. OK, Boss Xing met this time and cooperated very happily. Let's make friends. Maybe there is something to bother you in the future, or if you have anything to help, just call me..."

To be honest, Wang Zan and Feng Zhining did not expect that it would be difficult for the first two years after they came to Yulin, but then they went to Xing Laoliu so well, so of course they were full of joy.

Both sides were polite, Wang Zan and Feng Zhining were leaving, and Xing Laoliu still had a business to negotiate, so their meeting ended soon and they left separately.

After coming out of the teahouse, Feng Zhining couldn't help but swallow his spit and said, "Brother, I'm really going all the way this time. Don't say anything, it's just a pleasure. You don't know. This experience can give me a lot of points to the old man at home."

Wang Zan smiled and said, "What's wrong, is this related to your Feng family competing for the prince?"

"It's almost the same if it's not the prince. After all, the family has a large industry and there are many people who want to be the boss. Anyway, whoever has more bonus points will have the chance, so I'm a big win this time." Feng Zhining sighed and said, "We've done our business, what are we going to do? Should we stop here for a night or leave immediately?"

Wang Zan looked at the watch and said, "It's still early, let's check the air tickets. If there is a flight that can be reached, we will go back to Shanghai now. There is nothing to stay here..."

In the teahouse, after Xing Laoliu came out of the private room, he went to meet the three northern guests. The older one in the other was Gu Zhenfeng. I heard that it was from the Qing royal family. In more than ten years, he had asked Xing Laoliu to take action on several things from the palace, and his cooperation was very pleasant every time.
Chapter completed!