Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 160 Tang Tricolor Galloping Horse, Make an Offer

"I guess he got something good from Brother Cheng." Wu Liuzhi said with a smile.

My curiosity aroused.

I want to see how they move things.

So he took over the conversation and said, "Can you show me what good stuff it is?"

"Well... okay."

Wu Liuzhi hesitated for a few seconds, but finally nodded in agreement.

He took us to the loaders' room.

Seeing us following, Cheng San frowned slightly and glared at Wu Liuzhi with a little dissatisfaction.

Wu Liuzhi shrugged helplessly and spread his hands, then walked over and whispered, "Little Black's buddy wants to broaden his horizons."

"If you don't want to, go and tell me yourself."

"Of course I do."

Cheng San didn't dare to say no.

Even though he was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to accept it because of Wei Zhenhai's reputation.

The loaders' quarters are over a hundred square meters.

Various tools and goods that needed to be put on wooden racks were scattered on the ground.

Generally, fragile or valuable goods are required to be shipped on wooden frames.

Building wooden frames is also part of the job of loaders.

The goods they often target are those that require wooden frames.

"The classroom is a bit messy. Brother Chen, watch your step and don't trip over anything." Wu Liuzhi reminded softly.

Cheng San pointed to the inner room and said, "The thing is inside."

"I had my eye on this box of goods when it arrived, hoping to get something that would sell well, but when I opened it, I saw..."

Cheng San suddenly stopped, looked at me and said, "We stevedores are all hardworking people. The little money we earn is not enough to support our families."

"So we can only make some odds and ends to support our family. Brother, please don't look down on us, and don't tell anyone about this."

In those days, consigned goods were often lost or damaged.

When cargo owners discover that there is a problem with their goods, most of them consider themselves unlucky.

Even if you find the station, you're often passed around and asked to do something.

So Cheng San and his men acted with confidence.

But I’m afraid this kind of thing will be exposed.

Once it gets out, someone will have to be sent to investigate.

Cheng San and his friends come from a low-income background and have no support. If they were investigated, the result would be obvious.

"I just want to broaden my horizons, I won't get involved."

"That's good. Brother Chen, if you need anything on the railway in the future, just come to me."

When I entered the inner room, I saw several young men surrounding a box.

They pried open the iron box, revealing its contents.

I leaned over to take a look.

It was white inside and stuffed with cotton.

"Cotton? What's there to see?" Wu Liuzhi asked in surprise.

"Hahaha, Lao Liu, your eyesight is not good today. The thing is under the cotton."

Cheng San pursed his lips.

The men immediately lifted the cotton layer, revealing a tall Tang Sancai horse.

The Tang Sancai horse was very majestic, about half the height of a person.

More importantly, it is not the standing posture of an ordinary Tang Sancai horse, but the posture of a horse galloping with all four hooves.

This style of flying horse is extremely rare in Tang Sancai.

"Look, is this thing valuable?" Cheng San asked.

Wu Liuzhi squatted down to take a look, then reached out and touched the tri-colored horse.

"Mud stuff."

"This... I don't know where to turn. How about I ask Lao Li, he should know something."

At that time, ordinary people had no idea about antiques.

Therefore, Wu Liuzhi and Cheng San were unsure about the value of the Tang Sancai galloping horse.

But I know!

I stroked my chin, wondering how to get this Tang Sancai galloping horse.

Cheng San took out the shipping document from his pocket and glanced at it: "It's shipped to Beijing."

"Let's seal the box and build a wooden frame."

I saw them trying to seal the box back up as it was.

I couldn't help but ask, "Wait, can you let me see?"

"Hey, little brother, are you interested in this thing?" Cheng San asked with blinking eyes.

"This is the goods sent to the capital. I'm afraid of the trouble if it gets lost."

"But...if the money is high enough, it's not impossible."

Cheng San's words sound like he's asking for an exorbitant price.

I didn't respond, but squatted down to take a closer look at the Tang Sancai galloping horse.

Complete product, no scratches from top to bottom.

Even the glaze is not broken at all.

I sniffed it closely and it had an earthy, musty smell.

The things were unearthed not long ago.

It seems that a colleague has dug up a large tomb from the Tang Dynasty.

It should be the person who received the goods and sent them back to the capital by rail.

In that era, railway consignment was the main channel for antiquities dealers to move their goods.

First, it is safe and you won’t encounter various inspections on the road.

Second, as long as you maintain good relationships, relevant personnel on the road will give you the green light.

Third, it is relatively convenient because transportation was very inconvenient at that time.

But it is obvious that the shipper of this Tang Sancai horse did not manage the relationship well, or at least forgot to manage the loaders.

Later, I basically shipped all my goods by rail.

With money paving the way, from shippers to loaders, to baggage handlers, as long as all the relevant personnel on the road are taken care of, there has never been a mistake in the shipment.

"Brother Chen, what do you think?"

"If you really like it, just name a price. If the price is close, I'll help you get your stuff out, pack it up, and send it out of the station."

Wu Liuzhi chimed in, "If you like it, just get it. It's not easy to come across this thing."

I narrowed my eyes.

This price is not easy to ask.

If this Tang Sancai galloping horse is sent to Boss Dong, it can probably be sold for at least several thousand, or even tens of thousands.

Even if this price is reduced to zero, it will still shock Cheng San and Wu Liuzhi.

It’s hard to predict what they will think at that time.

"I just like it. I don't know how much it's worth."

"How about you name a price, brother? I'll take it if it's close enough."

I kicked the ball back.

Cheng San scratched his head and looked at Wu Liuzhi.

Use your eyes to ask what price to quote.

Wu Liuzhi raised five fingers quietly, then retracted two and shook three fingers upright a few times.

Then I heard Cheng San say, "Fifty... No, thirty!"

"For Brother Xiao Hei's sake, I won't tell you, Brother Chen, that it's fifty dollars. Let's just say thirty dollars!"

This price made me ecstatic.

It’s like picking it up for free!

But I still kept a straight face and didn't dare show any joy.

I’m afraid they’ll find out and change their tune.

I pretended to be hesitant and said, "Thirty, that's my monthly salary."

"Ah! Money can't buy what you love!"

"If you miss something you like, it's gone. It's only one month's salary. It's not like you won't get paid in the future."

"Maybe if I buy it back, I'll get promoted and rich, and my salary will get even higher."

Wu Liuzhi chimed in, and I gritted my teeth and nodded in pain.

"Okay, thirty then."

"Brother Chen is straightforward. I'll have someone pack it up and send it out right away."

Cheng San called a few of his men, carried out the Tang Sancai horse and the cotton, and put them into a newly found box.

As I watched them seal the boxes, I asked, "If someone's consignment is gone, will they come and look for it?"

"Looking? Haha, it's no use looking."

"From the consignment gate to our loading and unloading team, then to the up-bound chartered vehicle, to the loading and unloading team at the destination station, and then to the pickup gate, count how many hands it has passed through."

"Brother Chen, if you're interested in this kind of stuff, I'll keep an eye out for it. If I come across any, I'll keep them for you."

When I heard his words, a bold idea suddenly popped up in my mind.