Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 667
The whole of Kopenhagen fell into an extremely weird atmosphere, and it is unknown who spread the situation of the black market.

Pedestrians were in a hurry on the road, and few people dared to wander outside.

In the small hotel, Li Xianghe stared blankly at his boss, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

In addition to shock or shock.

At first, he thought that the boss just took some things from the black market, but when the news that the black market was haunted and all three shops were looted later, Li Xianghe was the first to think that his boss was playing tricks.

"Boss, can you teach me this?"

In Li Xianghe's impression, the boss is omnipotent, going to heaven and earth, he is definitely a god among gods.

"What's there to teach? You don't have that talent."

Fan Denglong said directly, hitting Li Xianghe hard.

"Don't talk about these useless things, you are familiar with this place, right? Go find a restaurant, and let's eat Tibetan Mastiff meat tonight."

"Boss, Tibetan mastiff hotpot?"

Li Xianghe immediately regained his spirits. In the past few years, Tibetan mastiffs have been fired at sky-high prices. A Tibetan mastiff can easily cost tens of thousands of yuan, and the price of a pure breed is skyrocketing.

"Yes, I've wanted to try it for a long time."

Fan Denglong nodded, "Also, go get a trolley first."

"no problem,"

Li Xianghe nodded hastily. He is also very interested in Tibetan mastiff meat.

Without saying a word, he went to get a car, Fan Denglong shook his head a little funny, and then began to sort out his gains from the black market this time.

Things piled up into a hill, Fan Denglong took a lot of photos one by one, and then sent all of them to Huanglong.

Although the black market in Kopenhagen seems to be quite large, it is a shady existence after all.Even if the contents inside were taken away by someone, they couldn't get it back in an upright way, just like a dumb man eating Coptis chinensis.

"This time, I'm going to make big news."

Fan Denglong chuckled. He planned to donate all these items to the Capital Museum in his own name, or open a museum by himself to exhibit the treasures that were exiled abroad a hundred years ago.

"Boss, let's go."

It took more than half an hour just to take the photos. After Fan Denglong sent all the photos to Huang Long, Li Xianghe came back happily.

"Oh, let's go."

Fan Denglong put all the things back into the ring, and then went out.

But the surprise that his text message brought to Huang Long was not small, it could be said to be frightened if it was exaggerated.

At this time, he was helping Fan Denglong find some experts in historical research. If the photos were shown to the experts, they would know that they were the treasures of the former imperial palace that had been exiled abroad.

That is a dark history that Dongtu is least willing to face. It is even more distressing that countless treasures are exiled abroad. How many people with lofty ideals have been using their own efforts to bring these national treasures back to Dongtu.

"Brother, where is the thing in the picture?"

When Huang Long understood the significance of these photos, his breathing became a little heavy.

The lighting was a bit dim, and it was barely possible to tell that it was in a hotel. The hundreds of photos all had the same background, which means they were all in one piece.

In the hands of Van Den Loon?

"What do you say?"

Fan Denglong only replied these few words, and Huang Long almost fainted from excitement.

"Bring these things back,"

There are several more attached!No, the joy in my heart at this time cannot be described in words.

"You can bring it back. Do you want to hold a press conference for me or something?"

Responding to the message, Fan Denlong smiled.

"No problem, you can satisfy whatever you want, as long as you bring these treasures back smoothly."

Fan Denglong could fully imagine the expression on Huanglong's face at this time, shook his head and smiled smugly, and stopped replying to the message, because Li Xianghe drove the car to the restaurant.

"Sichuan-Shu flavor building?"

To Fan Denglong, there is actually a Dongtu restaurant in this small town.

"I'll go in first to see if Lao Jin has reserved a box for us,"

Li Xianghe consciously found an excuse to go in first, how could he eat a Tibetan mastiff with empty hands?The boss must have other hidden secrets.

"Go,"

Fan Denglong said with a smile, got out of the car, opened a corner of the trunk, put the Tibetan mastiff in, and then opened it all and dragged it out.

This process is so fast that even someone next to it will only think that it was brought in the trunk all the way.

Although the Tibetan mastiff is big, it is not difficult for Fan Denglong to drag it.

However, the moment I walked into the restaurant, I was amazed. If such a big Tibetan Mastiff was alive, it would definitely be expensive.

"Boss, is this really used to stew hot pot?"

There is only one young man in the store besides the two Dongtu guys. According to Li Xianghe, this is the owner of Fengweilou, Jin Manhao.

"It's a must,"

Fan Denglong laughed, turned his head to look at the restaurant, but found that there seemed to be no other guests, and said involuntarily, "Boss, business is not very good recently?"

Because it is an old acquaintance in a foreign country, sometimes the communication will definitely be a lot lighter.

"It's not like this usually, but tonight is a bit evil."

Jin Manhao smiled bitterly, thinking that you didn't make trouble?
When he saw the Tibetan mastiff that was once so breezy, Jin Manhao immediately thought of many things. After all, Smith’s pet dog was also a Tibetan mastiff, and some people were so arrogant that they left a sentence underground, threatening to eat it. Tibetan mastiff meat.

"Oh, what, Lao Jin, you cook by yourself today, and you must let my boss eat to his heart's content."

Li Xianghe quickly told Jin Manhao to act.

"By the way, let's make two glasses of white wine later, and drink two glasses together."

Jin Manhao glanced at Li Xianghe strangely, but didn't say much, and asked the buddy to carry the Tibetan mastiff down to work.

Jin Manhao didn't know Li Xianghe's identity, but Jin Manhao knew that Li Xianghe would come to Kopenhagen every year, and the two usually had similar tastes.

"Boss, let's go upstairs to the private room."

Li Xianghe smiled at Fan Denglong as if flattering him, and continued: "Don't look at Lao Jin's young age, but his cooking skills are not built. Many elders in the family were the imperial cooks of the previous dynasty. The plaque is no less than five yuan."

"Of course, these are all things I heard him brag about after drinking, and I don't know whether it's true or not."

Li Xianghe added something later, and smiled.

"Whether it's true or not, it will be clear later,"

The phone ding-dong, and Huang Long sent another message, "Aren't you in Ji Liying now? It's a bit inappropriate. The Flying Fish into Transformation Doucai seems to be in the Museum of the Capital City of Superpowers."

(End of this chapter)