What if I haven't seen Siheyuan?

Chapter 234 Tang Bohu’s Authentic Works

Then, Yan Xiaoyao got up from the bed and changed into black clothes.

Seeing Qin Jingru looking at him worriedly, Yan Xiaoyao walked to the bedside.

He bent down and kissed her on the forehead, and said gently and comfortingly:

"Okay, stop worrying about it, you know my abilities.

Besides, I'm just going to the black market to take care of some personal matters. I won't have any conflicts with anyone, so just go to bed early."

After comforting Qin Jingru, Yan Xiaoyao went out and closed the door.

I stood at the foot of the wall that I climbed over last time again, and listened attentively for a while to the footsteps outside.

After making sure that the patrolling joint defense team members had gone far away, he immediately jumped lightly and flipped out.

I've been to the black market twice, so this trip is nothing new.

Moreover, Yan Xiaoyao also knew that with Qin Jingru's personality, she would definitely not be able to sleep after he left and would worry about him.

So he didn't waste any time along the way and ran to the black market as fast as he could.

His figure shuttled through the night like lightning. He planned to finish his work early and rush back as soon as possible to avoid worrying Qin Jingru.

With Yan Xiaoyao's full firepower, they arrived at the entrance of the black market in a short while.

When he saw the place and saw more people around, Yan Xiaoyao slowed down and walked over leisurely.

This will avoid what happened on the road just now, scaring passers-by and making them scream.

In fact, we can’t blame the passers-by for being timid.

Nowadays, how many people dare to hang out alone in the middle of the night are timid?

It was really because Yan Xiaoyao was firing on all cylinders just now and his speed was a little too fast.

It's already unsafe to go out at night these days, and the authorities are strictly checking the black market.

It was already scary enough for everyone to go to the black market in the dark in the biting cold wind.

As a result, I met a great man like Yan Xiaoyao along the way.

With a whoosh, it passed by.

It’s the middle of the night, let alone people.

Even the dog that was peeing in the corner with its legs raised was frightened by Yan Xiaoyao and ran away.

After coming back to his senses.

Suddenly, he started shouting frantically at Yan Xiaoyao's back with a manic look on his face.

At the entrance of the black market.

A few gatekeepers were standing there bored, chatting and gossiping.

Sudden.

From a distance they saw Yan Xiaoyao, dressed in black from head to toe, walking towards them.

The most important thing is that these days few people are willing to use fine fabrics to make a nightgown like he did.

Suddenly, one of the gatekeepers remembered Scar Liu's instructions and shouted to a thin figure next to him:

"Monkey, go tell Boss Liu right away. Tell him that the guy from last time is here again, and ask him to come over right away."

Upon hearing this, the monkey immediately ran inside.

Yan Xiaoyao walked to the door and paid the fee calmly.

Since I didn’t see Scar Liu, I thought he was taking a rest today.

Without giving it much thought, he headed straight for the stall of the Broken Hou.

When we arrived at the stall of Paolan Hou, we saw him making hand gestures with someone.

Knowing that Hou Paolan had business to visit, he did not go up to disturb him. He just stood aside, lit a cigarette, and looked at him curiously.

After the two men gestured for a while, the other handed Hou Paolan two big black ten cards.

Then, with a happy look on his face, he picked up a broken bowl from the stall and walked away happily.

When Yan Xiaoyao came just now, Marquis Polan had already seen him.

Now that the business was done, he immediately and neatly packed up the things on the stall.

Holding the package, he gave Yan Xiaoyao a look and walked outside without saying a word.

Yan Xiaoyao understood and followed silently behind. The figures of the two seemed somewhat mysterious under the dim light.

After arriving home.

Hou Lalan carefully placed the package in his hand on the table.

Then he lit up his pipe and said speechlessly, "It's been a few days, and you still remember to come to see me. You are really cunning. Aren't you afraid that I will run away with the money?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Hou Pao's words, but there was a different kind of light flashing in his eyes.

Hearing the teasing words from Marquis Paola, Yan Xiaoyao immediately shook his head and smiled.

He took out a cigarette and gave one to Hou Paola.

"Haha, didn't I say that last time?

I have always been a person who does not employ people if I doubt them, and trusts people if I employ them.

Since I'm asking you to do this favor, I must trust your character."

Hearing this, Marquis Paola smiled and waved his hand.

He said in a good mood: "Haha, you kid, don't say these nice words to make the old man happy.

You must take to heart what I told you last time!

Since you want to do this business, you need more than just a suitable place to store these things.

And the most important thing is to keep it secret enough so that not too many people know about it."

Hou Polan's expression was serious, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaoyao flicked the ash from his cigarette and said with a smug look on his face.

"Hehe...don't worry!

I have already found a place to store the antiques, it's definitely hidden enough.

I guess there is no one else in the world who knows that place except me.

I came to see you today just to talk about this.

From now on, you can let go and collect as you please.

When the time comes, you can store the items you collect at home, and I will come to clear your inventory for you from time to time."

Having said that, Yan Xiaoyao took out an envelope from his pocket and placed it on the table.

“Last time, because of the warehouse incident, I only left you 1000 yuan.

Now that the warehouse issue has been resolved, 1000 yuan is definitely not enough, so I specially sent you another 5000 yuan today.

As long as it's the real thing, we don't care what type it is.

Just give me as much as you want, and if you don’t have enough money, just tell me.”

Looking at the envelope on the table, Hou Paolan slapped his head suddenly.

He stood up quickly and said:

"I was so busy talking to you just now that I forgot to take out those treasures for you to enjoy.

Please sit down for a while, I will get it for you right away."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the house.

It happened very quickly, less than two minutes after entering.

Hou Paolan came out with a few things and placed them carefully on the table.

He pointed to the table with a smug look on his face and laughed:

“Haha…after you left last time.

The next day, I took the money and went around the homes of those old friends, and I tricked them into giving away their valuables.”

Having said that, he immediately picked up a painting on the table.

After spreading it out carefully, he picked up the pipe on the table and took a deep puff.

"Hey, this is a good baby.

Take a good look at the painting on the table and see if you can figure out where it came from."

Yan Xiaoyao also knew that since this painting could make even a veteran like Hou Polan show such an expression, it must be something extraordinary.

So, they gathered around the table and looked at it curiously.

However, Yan Xiaoyao really couldn't appreciate this thing.

After looking at it for a long time, I felt that the painting was okay, but I couldn't even recognize a few words in the cursive signature next to it.

I only vaguely guessed the two words "Tang Yin".

Suddenly, he was surprised.

"I go……

Could this thing be the work of Tang Bohu?"

Marquis Pauper looked at him with a hint of surprise.

"Yo ho!

I never knew you were such a good artist! You even guessed the origin of this painting.

This painting is indeed an authentic work by Tang Bohu, and its title is "Portrait of Wang Shu's Courtesans."