Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 289 So who, bring this hero's eagle!

Faced with Liu Qing and the little monk, Yang Hao's head was full of black lines, and he said quietly: "Uh, didn't you see brother's red underwear? You can just think of me as a superman. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

At this time, Uncle Jiu got up tremblingly, looked around, took a long time to take a deep breath, and walked in front of Yang Hao step by step.

He swallowed hard, and said embarrassingly: "Young hero, no, hero, no, giant hero, on behalf of hundreds of people in Qingzhuzhai, old and young, I would like to express my most sincere thanks to you, thank you for your support." People eliminate harm..."

Yang Hao rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and gently patted Uncle Jiu's shoulder, and was about to say something to reassure the old man.

As a result, with a thud, Uncle Jiu's legs gave way, and he knelt down, saying incoherently: "Yes, yes, there is no repayment for saving your life. On behalf of everyone, I will give you one kowtow, no, ten. I'll give you ten knocks, one with a ring!"

puff!
Liu Qing and the little monk burst out laughing, while Yang Hao's hair was full of black lines. He pulled the old man up and coughed dryly: "Ahem, Uncle Jiu, it's okay, stop acting, I don't want to eat people." , you are afraid of a bird."

Uncle Jiu wiped off his sweat and smiled apologetically, "Ju Xia, you are joking, even if you want to eat people, my old bones are not to your liking."

Yang Hao was speechless, and didn't bother to explain, and said directly: "Uncle Jiu, this road is impossible, is there any other way to go down the mountain?"

Uncle Jiu was obviously absent-minded, and kept peeking at the bottom of the cliff, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything except the collapsed rocks and soil.

Yang Hao glanced back and said, "Don't look, Uncle Jiu, those Burmese people are not groundhogs or pangolins. If they don't go to the west, that's a miracle."

Only then did Uncle Jiu heave a sigh of relief, and said, "Then... that's good, these damned Burmese people have harmed many people, and being buried here today is considered karma!"

Another old driver in the village was a little worried, and couldn't help asking: "They died here, won't they cause us any trouble?"

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly: "Hmph, if they don't die, it will be more troublesome, and they all came here illegally, and now they died in a landslide, which is a natural disaster, so what trouble can there be?"

Yang Hao didn't care about these, and asked again: "Uncle Jiu, is there any other way to go down the mountain?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head: "Not for the time being, but it is said that the other road will be repaired in the next two days. How about we go back to the village first and then go down the mountain at that time, Juxia, what do you think?"

"Ahem, Uncle Jiu, you should call me Yang Hao, it sounds too awkward to be a giant."

Yang Hao touched his nose, looked at Liu Qing and the little monk, and finally nodded and said: "Then go back to the village first, but if the road is still not cleared after two days, then we can only climb mountains and ridges on foot. Down the mountain."

Uncle Jiu was very self-conscious, and smiled apologetically, "Ju...cough, don't worry, Mr. Yang, I will definitely send the best guide in the village to lead you the way!"

Yang Hao's head was full of black lines, and he wanted to shout out: "Then whoever, bring this hero's big eagle, and besides... this is my right hand, you can take it, braised in brown sauce or steamed, it's up to you."

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That night, Uncle Jiu held a sumptuous dinner for Yang Hao and Yang Daxia.

After drinking for three rounds, Uncle Jiu tentatively asked, "Hero Yang, are you planning to do jade business in southern Yunnan this time?"

Yang Hao raised his forehead and said, "Uncle Jiu, don't be a hero, let's talk normally, okay?"

Uncle Jiu nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, so... Young Master Yang?"

puff!
Yang Hao almost didn't spray him with monkey wine: "Call me Yang Hao! Besides, I do plan to open a shop in Green Lake Town, but my secretary is in charge of this matter. Uncle Jiu, why do you ask this? I have something to do. Son?"

Uncle Jiu rubbed his hands, hesitated for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, and said, "Old man, I do have something to ask. In fact, the treasure that the Burmese people are looking for is indeed in my hands. In addition... my son has a family of three, It's already dead at their hands."

He kept crying and said: "Now you are my savior, and you have avenged my son's family of three, and you have saved Qingzhuzhai from this great harm. Logically speaking, I should have given this treasure to you, but ..."

Yang Hao waved his hand and interrupted Uncle Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, you misunderstood, I really didn't come here for any baby, and those Burmese people have a little bit of trouble with me, so you don't have to take this matter to heart, then Keep it to yourself, baby."

Uncle Jiu was taken aback for a moment, but he became more determined. He shook his head and said, "No, I'm quite old, and I might go to see Lord Yan someday. It's useless to put this treasure in my hands."

"It's better to take it out, firstly, to repay your great kindness to me, and secondly... I hope that after you sell this treasure, you can use some of the money to help our Qingzhu Village get rid of poverty and become rich, which can be regarded as atonement for my son OK, okay?"

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he looked at Yang Hao eagerly, and almost knelt down to beg him.

Yang Hao scratched his head: "Uh, Uncle Jiu, you've been talking about it for a long time, what exactly is that baby?"

Seeing that he didn't directly refuse, there was something to be said for it, Uncle Jiu was overjoyed, and said repeatedly: "Wait a moment, I'll go back as soon as I go!"

After speaking, the old man jumped up and ran towards the back of the mountain, disappearing in a flash.

When he came back again, he held a small box in his arms, carefully placed it in front of Yang Hao, and said with a heavy breath.

"This... This is that treasure. My son mentioned it to me before he was alive, saying that this thing is priceless, but I don't understand it either. You should see for yourself."

As he spoke, he opened the box, and inside was a piece of dusty broken stone.

The reason why it is called a 'broken' stone is because two windows were cut in this oval-shaped stone, one of which is green, reflecting a faint green light under the light.

"Oh, it turned out to be a rough piece of imperial green jadeite. No wonder the Burmese are killing people for this thing."

Yang Hao had personally cut out the imperial green jade last time, so he could tell the extraordinary of this stone at a glance.

He took the stone out of the box, looked carefully at it against the light, and quickly confirmed that he was right.

This is indeed an imperial green jadeite, and the existing window condition alone is enough to make this stone worth more than ten million yuan.

As for how much it is worth, it depends on how many imperial green jadeites are in this stone. If it is the "guillotine" like last time, then of course it will be a big deal.

Yang Hao opened his clairvoyant eyes, scanned the stone in his hand, and nodded: "Uncle Jiu, this is indeed a treasure. If I didn't miss it, the value of this thing should be more than 3000 million."

Gudong!

Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes and fell to the ground!
　Thank you ゥ流氐尐青春つ for your reward, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)