God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 390 Du He is too shameless
Seeing Changsun Wuji's complacent look, Du He asked back: "I don't know, how much does Master Changsun think these servants are worth?"

Changsun Wuji pretended to be profound, and said: "It's only worth a few hundred guan. Find a few craftsmen and spend a few years to make it. At most, it's only a thousand guan."

People in this era have a concept of antiques, but they have no concept of cultural relics.

Putting this thing in later generations will be a priceless treasure.

But in this era, it is just a pile of statues, far less valuable than the excrement basin carved from Lantian jade used by the first emperor.

Therefore, Changsun Wuji's words won everyone's approval.

Du He asked again: "My lord, in your opinion, how much does it need to be worth at least to be called a treasure?"

"Well... here, at least [-] guan, and below [-] guan, it cannot be called a treasure..." Changsun Wuji deliberately said a relatively high number.

Thousand guan and fifty thousand guan, that's fifty times.

In Changsun Wuji's opinion, even if Du He really digs out [-] servants, it is impossible for them to be worth [-] guan, not to mention that at least [-]% of them are broken.

After finishing speaking, there were only two words in his mind, his bet of 20 guan and the payout of 60 guan, it was stable!
"Hahaha……"

Du He suddenly laughed.

Qin Qiong next to him stepped forward, held him down, and said: "Du He, forget it, don't you just pay more than 300 million yuan in compensation, just pay slowly, don't be too hard on yourself, if you jump off, you will lose money." Life can be ruined..."

It turned out that Qin Qiong thought Du He had gone crazy and was about to fall.

Du He couldn't laugh or cry.

He pushed Qin Qiong away and said, "Uncle Qin, you are wrong. In my life, Du He, I look down on people who commit suicide the most."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, came to Chen Shuda, and asked: "Master Chen, you also saw the statue just now, it is undoubtedly your ancestor, now, I sell your ancestor to you, do you want to buy it?"

Chen Shuda glared at Du He, and said angrily: "Buy, I want to take the statue of my ancestor back and enshrine it in the ancestral hall."

"Okay, let's make a price!" Du He said straight to the point.

Chen Shuda pointed at Du He: "Du He, don't bully me too much..."

"Fifty thousand! Do you want to buy it?"

Fifty thousand?
A statue sold for [-] guan?
In the eyes of others, Du He is crazy about money.

Chen Shuda also hesitated.

Although he is a minister of the Ministry of Rites, his family background is not comparable to that of Changsun Wuji, otherwise he wouldn't have bet only [-] guan.

But the statue that is worthless to others is his ancestor.

Seeing his hesitation, Du He asked directly: "Master Chen, do you think that your ancestors are not worth fifty thousand guan?"

"Du He...don't deceive people too much, this statue, I..."

Du He laughed: "Since that's the case, then I will give this servant to my family Wangcai."

"Who is Wangcai?" Chen Shuda asked.

"Wangcai, it's a dog raised by old Fu..."

Chen Shuda was about to explode with anger.

It's really bullying to give a statue of my ancestor to a dog.

He shouted: "Slow down, Du He, I'll buy it, [-] guan. It's a waste of money. Within half a month, I will send the money to you. Give me the statue first."

"That's simple. I can still trust Mr. Chen. Come on, let's prove it." This is what Du He loves to do most. He took out a piece of paper on which he had already written [-] generals. Chen Jin's military servant sold it to Chen Shuda, and before Chen Shuda could react, he took Chen Shuda's hand and pressed his fingerprint.

Chen Shuda was in a daze, feeling like he was being cheated, but he didn't know where the problem was.

Du He came to Changsun Wuji with the written evidence, and asked: "Master Changsun, you just said that if the value is less than [-] guan, it cannot be called a treasure. Now, a soldier is worth [-] guan, and Below, there are quite a few more, maybe there are ancestors of your eldest grandson's family, the value must be far more than [-] guan, right?"

Changsun Wuji's face turned pale in bursts.

He was speechless.

He pointed at Du He and said, "Du He... you, you, you, you are so shameless..."

puff.

After speaking, he fell to the ground in a faint.

Du He was in a hurry: "Hey, you...you fainted, and you can't get the money back, hahaha..."

Seeing this, everyone thought in their hearts, Du He is too shameless.

Not long after, the news spread.

The people who placed their bets all knew that Du He had dug up the treasure.

This was a matter worth discussing in detail, but at this time, no one was discussing it. Everyone stood at the foot of Mount Li, silent at first, and then some people burst into tears.

But so what, Du He has already harvested more than 100 million guan.

Excluding Li Er's 16 guan and Qin Qiong's 90 guan, Du He still has a full [-] guan.

When everyone outside scolded Du He for being shameless, Dream Group held a grand bonfire party that night. Everyone said that their young master had the ability. With one bet, 90 yuan was made out of thin air in ten days. This is no longer an ordinary person, the God of Wealth is alive...

The happiest thing is the high-level members of the Dream Group. Not long ago, the entire Dream Group took too much strides, resulting in insufficient income and stretched ends. Now that it’s all over, with so much money at once, they can start working boldly again.

……

Some people rejoice and some worry!
A few happy and a few sad!
Changsun Wuji is undoubtedly the most worrying person in Chang'an City... no, he should be the most worried person in the entire Tang Dynasty.

At first, he was self-righteous and gave Du He 20 mu of land at the foot of Lishan Mountain. He thought Du He was being taken advantage of, but who knew that Du He actually made a trick, dug out a soldier, and defrauded him of [-] acres of land. ...Every time I think of it, Changsun Wuji has the urge to commit suicide.

The old housekeeper waited in front of the bed, and said distressedly: "Master, it's not a problem to go on like this, that Du He boy, it's too abominable to use such means to deceive people!"

Changsun Wuji got up sickly, and said: "Why scold him, it's my eldest grandson Wuji, who is inferior in skills. I never thought that after a lifetime of business, he would fall into Du He's hands. What I feel distressed about is not money, but Fame, it’s better now, the whole city of Chang’an knows that my grandson Wuji is a big fool..."

"Hey!"

For a while, the old butler didn't know what to say.

Changsun Wuji thought in his heart, blessings come with misfortunes, blessings come with blessings, this kind of blow is good, and finally get rid of the old man's habit of being whipped.

It turned out that after fainting that day and being sent back, Changsun Wuji lost interest in everything, including whipping. .

(End of this chapter)