Zhang Musi knew the incident of Qiu Dekao very clearly, because it was a real incident and was very famous in history.

The real event took place in the turbulent era of 1942, when many tomb robbers appeared in Changsha to make a living. The Chu Tomb in the Bullet Library in Changsha was robbed during this period. One of the inconspicuous rags is the "Ghost Map" of Chu Silk now in the National Museum of the United States. It was once hailed as a national treasure of the United States and has not been returned even today.

The seriousness of this incident at the time was comparable to the second Eight-Nation Alliance incident at the British Museum. There were two important people in this incident, one was the collector who purchased the silk book, and the other was the tomb robber who robbed the tomb at that time.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, this incident attracted widespread attention. The collector was thrown into jail and regretted his decision. He donated all his collections to the Hunan Museum free of charge. Taking into account the characteristics of the times and his professional skills in collecting ancient cultural relics, he devoted his entire life to the museum's cultural relics and archaeological cause. His most famous achievement was finding and restoring the Four-Ram Square Tripod among the bronze fragments that looked like a waste pile.

Another tomb robber was also recruited and expressed his willingness to make amends for his crime. Later, he made great contributions in the archaeological activities of the Mawangdui Han Tomb. The famous Lady Xin Zhui was taken out intact by him, and he continued to contribute to the cause of archaeology throughout his life.

Even so, even when talking about the two people decades later, everyone lamented the national shame brought about by the national treasures being lost overseas, and they also showed varying degrees of understanding for the two people's meritorious service while serving their sentences.

Referring to the reality, it is actually very easy to judge that the behavior of Wu Laogou and the so-called Nine Gates is equivalent to conducting live experiments on death row prisoners.

However, due to the erosion of some mysterious force, this matter had been suppressed until Wuxie put things right and pushed the matter, which should have been decided decades ago, onto the right track.

"So what is this...negotiation...what is he here for?"

The gossip peddler sighed and said with a hint of regret, "He has several archaeological projects, some of which are really difficult. He can't find the old grave robbers, so he can only find people like us who can issue invoices."

Zhang Musi: ...

I never expected that the company's business would flourish with Wuxie. The invoice is really the god of the plot!

"In fact, we also wanted to give him a discount, but Mr. Zhang's last words were to increase the price of Wuxie by 100%, ah..."

Xiaolaba wiped away his tears sadly and said with a nostalgic look on his face, "We still have to abide by it!"

Zhang Musi: ...

He jumped up and dunked, hitting Xiaola's head hard.

"You are the fucking last words!"

"Ouch" Xiao Laba then turned around and looked at the person who had been talking to him for almost a chapter, and it turned out to be the deceased himself.

I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang.

It's bad! Xiao Laba jumped up, stepped on the heads of other Xiao Zhangs and ran into the house, shouting as he ran, "Director Zhang is back to life! Someone help!"

As Zhang Muchi stared in amazement, he disappeared into the crowd like a monkey spirit. Then, with him as the center and a radius of 30 meters around him, everyone turned their heads in an instant and stared at him with burning eyes.

Inside the house, a big black rat-like figure jumped out like lightning, hugged Zhang Musi's arm tightly, and cried with tears and snot.

The blind man was in the house and took out a palm-sized firecracker from somewhere.

"boom"

Very good, so far, with tears in eyes, huge crowds of people, and firecrackers, the achievement has been achieved. Although it is a bit perfunctory, but Mr. Zhang has barely managed to get what he deserves.

"You bastard! You still remember to come back!" The big black rat screamed like a ghost, "I have been waiting for you for so long!"

Zhang Musi took a deep breath. Why did someone want to set him up as soon as he walked out of the bronze gate?

I grabbed the person's hair and showed him his face. Sure enough...

"Hey, hey, little Wuxie, please don't say such ambiguous words, okay?" Zhang Musi pushed the big face away with a look of disgust. "Our relationship is purely a business relationship."

His train of thought couldn't help but go astray again. Could it be that the setting of Wuxie's mission was to warmly welcome anyone who came out of the bronze door in 2015?

Hiss, this setting is too perverted, he would rather be 100% able to catch the blade with bare hands.

"Bah! You bastard doubled my price before you went in. Do you know how much you made me suffer?"

Wuxie narrated his sad history with tears and snot, and even Zhang Muchi felt that he was indeed a bit miserable.

But Zhang Musi kicked the guy away without hesitation, entered the meeting room, and hugged the blind and dumb man who had stabbed him during this period, and also hugged Wang Canghai, who said, "Although you have a blank expression, I know you definitely miss me."

It was such a tragic death that he must have had a psychological trauma, especially when the blind man turned into a monster, hiss...

"Welcome back!"

"Wuwuwuwuwu..." Zhang Musi howled like a ghost, pointed at the mute who was talking, covered his mouth and said with emotion, "I haven't seen you for ten years, and the child can speak human language... Aww..."

Very good, this strength has a familiar taste.

The blind man just smiled and said nothing. Wuxie interrupted wittily, trying to arouse Zhang Muchi's sympathy with great sorrow. His wording and emotional expression were extremely professional. It was estimated that no other micro-business conference could achieve such expressiveness.

In fact, this matter is very simple. It took Wu Xie nearly 10 years to be promoted from a researcher at the museum to a senior researcher who can lead a team independently. The main reason is...

Well...to be honest it’s because of Zhang Muchi.

For any difficult project, if someone asks for 500 million and Wuxie quotes 1000 million, everyone would think that he took a kickback.

Besides, you are eating too much. You must be really hungry.

Later, after a long time, everyone found out the truth of the matter. This matter was so outrageous that they didn't even know how to write a report.

"It's good now. Now that you're back, I can finally sell at a normal price." Wu Xie grinned happily, climbed up the pole, and announced shamelessly, "In order to make up for the impact you have had on my career, I'll just give you a 7% discount... Ouch..."

The kick from the mute will eventually pierce Wuxie, and the injury now forms a perfect closed loop.

When Wuxie was kicked out of the tribe, he was still howling loudly, "99% discount! 99% discount is fine, I'll pay the full amount."

Zhang Musi rolled his eyes and said, "Pah, it's not cheap at all."

He dusted off his hands and turned around to see the blind man grinning at him. That grin was not a good one. Zhang Musi was wondering what was going on when his whole body froze. He looked at the bank card that was so familiar to him, which was between the blind man's fingers...

The memory of him entering the bronze door suddenly hit his mind...

Bank card...Ten years later...SMS password...

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

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