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Chapter 14 The Overlord's Scripture!

Backyard, a utility room.

"Tang Butler, who was that just now?" Chen Muyu asked curiously.

Tang De pushed open the door and led Chen Muyu in, "Young Master's friend, Master Zhu, must have lost all his belongings and came to ask the Young Master for help!"

Chen Muyu nodded, and was immediately attracted by the things in the utility room.

The door opened, dust splashed all over his face.

The sundry room doesn't have much space, only dozens of square meters, but it's full of piles.

Pots and pans, rotten tables and benches, gun heads and sticks are everywhere.

"Look for yourself. You don't want anything here. You'd better deal with it all together, lest I find someone else."

Tang De said, maybe he was afraid that the dust in the room would make his clothes dirty, so he just stood at the door and let Chen Muyu go in alone.

Chen Muyu was full of expectations, and went into the house to inspect it. After looking around for a while, he was a little disappointed. Most of the things piled up in the house were furniture. They were all ordinary furniture, and they were not worth much. They might not be sold as antiques if they were taken back.

After all, they are all waste products. I am afraid they have already been picked out by the servants in the mansion for good things. How can I get my turn?
In the corner, several waste paper baskets attracted Chen Muyu's attention.

The basket is full of rice paper, as well as some expensive brushes and inkstones.

Some rice paper is used, and some are basically brand new.

Brand new ones are not attractive to Chen Muyu, but those used ones make Chen Muyu full of expectations.

You know, these are probably Tang Bohu's calligraphy and calligraphy. Those people outside are going crazy in order to get a calligraphy and painting of Tang Bohu.

I didn't care if it was dust or not, so I rummaged through it.

It is said that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. There is not a single complete calligraphy and painting, either one or two words written on a piece of paper, or some graffiti.

These things were taken out and said to be Tang Bohu's calligraphy, but no one would admit it.

That's all it takes?
Chen Muyu was not reconciled, at this moment, something at the bottom of the basket attracted its attention.

A yellowed, very old-looking booklet.

Possession picked it up.

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Item: Overlord Scripture.

Introduction: The fragments of ancient martial arts secrets handed down by the Tang family, including the incomplete internal skills, the heart method of the overlord, the overlord's heart formula, and the overlord's spear technique...

Owner: Tang Yin
Integrity: 51%

Acquisition: 10000 wealth value.

Recycling: Not owned by the host, the system cannot recycle.

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Gongfa?

Is this the Tang family's inheritance technique?
Chen Muyu was startled. How could the Tang family's family-inherited exercises be thrown here as waste?
The value of scrap products can be worth 1, one can imagine the value of this book, this is a big mistake.

Who hasn't lived a dream of being a hero, Chen Muyu's breathing was a little short.

"Are you okay?"

Tang De's urging sound came from outside.

Chen Muyu hurriedly stuffed the books into the bottom of the basket, turned around and walked out.

Tang De said impatiently, "Hurry up, can you do it, the young master will call me again, I have to hurry over."

"Do you want to sell everything inside?" Chen Muyu asked.

"Sell it, sell it, sell it all, just look at it and give me something, just make sense!" Tang De said.

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, Chen Muyu was not at all anxious.

"I've seen it all. Although there are a lot of things, they should all be leftovers. It won't be of much use if I take them away. Well, I'll give you ten taels of silver to Tang Butler, and I'll wrap up everything inside... ..."

Different worlds have different currency systems, and the system has given Chen Muyu exchange conditions for different currencies.

In this era, the purchasing power of one tael of silver is equivalent to about 500 yuan, and ten taels of silver is 5000 yuan, which is equivalent to 5000 wealth value.

The scrap price can be sold at this figure, which is already considered good.

Twelve?

Tang De was stunned for a moment. His monthly salary in the Tang family was 20 taels, and ten taels of silver was already half of his monthly income.

"There are so many things, just ten taels? Boss Chen, do you want to add more?" When it comes to money, Tang De is not so anxious.

Chen Muyu frowned slightly, "How much does Steward Tang think is appropriate?"

After hesitating for a moment, Tang De stretched out two fingers, "20 taels?"

"Butler Tang, you have also seen that these are all rotten tables and benches. If it weren't for your face, I wouldn't even want them..."

"Okay, okay, ten taels is ten taels, give me the money!"

There was another servant calling him outside the courtyard, Tang De quickly waved his hand and stopped bargaining with Chen Muyu.

The system has automatically deducted 5000 wealth points and converted them into 10 taels of silver.

After clearing the money and goods, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Chen Muyu's mouth.

"The young master called me, you can handle it yourself, there is nothing left..."

After leaving a word, Tang De turned around and ran away in a hurry!

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As soon as Tang De left, Chen Muyu became much easier to operate.

After 5 minutes, the sundries in the sundry room had been basically emptied by Chen Muyu.

After all the systems were recycled, it only brought him 6000 wealth points.

After spending 5000 and earning 6000 back, it is not a loss.

Apart from the "Overlord's Manual", there was only one long gun that seemed to be useful.

It was a gold-plated silver gun with dragon patterns. After wiping off the dust on the tip of the gun, the silver light was shining and the chill was overwhelming.

The appearance is quite good, if someone is willing to collect it, it should still be worth a few dollars.

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"Mission complete, return to this world in 10 minutes!"

A piece of information appeared in Chen Muyu's mind.

10 more minutes?

Chen Muyu didn't want to waste it, since he came here, wouldn't it be a pity not to see Tang Bohu?
Not to mention anything else, just sign your name, take a photo, and you can show yourself off when you go back.

After leaving the utility room, Chen Muyu adjusted his direction and walked towards the small courtyard that he had just passed by.

This mansion is really not small. Historically, Tang Bohu lived in poverty in his later years. Chen Muyu wondered if this was a fictional historical world.

Corridor, corner.

A black shadow bumped into Chen Muyu's body with a bang, almost knocking Chen Muyu unconscious.

"Ouch!"

When the man collided with Chen Muyu, his center of gravity was unstable, he staggered, and fell directly to the ground, and the things he held in his hands fell to the ground.

Chen Muyu walked over and took a look. This person was completely black, as if he had just picked it up from ink. He was not wearing any clothes, and looked very embarrassed.

"Huh? Is that you?"

Isn't this the fruit man who played games with Tang Bohu in the yard earlier?
Is this the one I played again?
Fruit Ben?

The ancient people were too open, right?
"not me?"

The man obviously felt ashamed and didn't want to be recognized, so he got up and hurriedly cleaned up the scattered things on the ground.

A pitch-black matchstick was swaying in the wind, and Chen Muyu blushed a little when he saw it.

Quickly stepped forward to help the man pick up things.

What the man was holding were scrolls of painting scrolls scattered on the ground, and several scrolls had already fallen apart.

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