pappabearbooks Chapter 1211: Lin Ran’s plan
Chapter 1211: Lin Ran’s plan
Therefore, when they saw him being pointed at a gun, other people still watched everything with gloating.
Being able to see him embarrassed was more satisfying than anything else.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Lao Hei made a move to pull the trigger. What was even more funny was that he did not fire, but shouted "Bang" with his mouth.
It frightened the others so much that the leader was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, with some clear liquid flowing out from under his body.
Lao Hei smiled coldly and put the gun back.
"At your level, you can't survive more than a week in the capital."
The domineering spirit of Lao Hei has completely suppressed these gangsters.
They were not willing to help a down-and-out boss again, so they all fled the teahouse.
Finally, the leader gave them a fearful look.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you get out of here."
"Wait a minute." Lin Ran said, "We will come back. If we find that you are still doing evil or doing bad things in the village, we will definitely deal with you." Lin Ran squatted down and straightened his collar with his hands.
The guide no longer knew what expression to use to face him. He just smiled dryly and said, "I will definitely not do bad things."
"That's good. I hope you keep your word and can be like us." Lin Ran finally gave him a smile.
Real terror is not to scare others with scary expressions.
Instead, do terrible things with a smile.
This abnormal feeling will leave a very deep impression on people.
After hearing this, the guide ran out of the teahouse in a hurry, leaving a roar of laughter behind him.
From now on, he will leave a stain in the village, and he can no longer be so arrogant.
There were no specialties in the village. After finding a guide, they immediately set off on their way home.
Sitting in the warehouse, counting and bringing back some loot.
"These fragments are no longer useful." Huang Hao regretted.
Liu Jingfeng also nodded and asked: "Brother Lin, why do you want us to bring these fragments back? They have no value anymore."
No one wants to collect broken ceramics.
Lin Ran did not tell them about the Qilin Society and the secret technique of treasure appraisal. A treasure hunting party was enough to annoy them.
He just smiled: "I know a restorer at the National Museum who can restore these fragments."
"Really? It's all broken into pieces like this!" Huang Hao couldn't help showing a surprised expression.
If it could be restored to this level, it would really be worthy of their admiration.
But the next moment, Lin Ran stopped talking.
Because he also felt extremely tired, he fell into a dream unknowingly during the bumpy mountain road.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, I said goodbye to the newly hired guide.
A Ming knew the rest of the way back to the capital.
But after all this going back and forth, when we returned to the capital, it was almost dawn.
The night is still hazy, and a morning star hangs in the east, blinking.
The breakfast shop was open, telling them that the danger had passed.
Returning to the capital, even though it was still just a suburb, I finally felt relieved.
Except for Wang Jinpeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, everyone else was lying around in the car.
A Ming looked back at the other people who were sleeping, smiled, parked the car in a safe place, and closed his eyes together.
They didn't enter the urban area of the capital until noon.
He sent Lin Ran back to the Shengshi Crafts store and gave him all the bags.
"Brother Lin, I'll leave these things to you." Liu Jingfeng said.
He originally wanted to hand over the gold and silverware to Lin Ran for disposal, but Lin Ran felt that it was not safe to leave them in the store.
"Brother Liu, please put the gold and silverware in your treasure house first. I think it should be very safe there."
"Ah."
"Old Hei, Hong Wu, I didn't make any money this time. I will give each of you a reward of [-] yuan in my own name." In order to show that they saved him, Liu Jingfeng was also willing to offer a high price.
Lao Hei quickly waved his hand: "Come on, we are brothers, what's the point of talking about this?"
Hong Wu originally wanted money, but when he saw his boss saying this, he rolled his eyes: "We just regret that the cultural relics have been destroyed. Money or not is not a problem."
"Do you really think so?" Wang Jinpeng looked at him suspiciously. He was the most greedy person in the tomb.
"Really! If you don't believe me, look at my sincere eyes." He and Wang Jinpeng looked at each other.
"Haha." Everyone smiled knowingly.
After the life and death battle in the tomb, they have now become friends who seem to have known each other for a long time.
Lin Ran returned to his office carrying three backpacks.
Yang Jianlong just walked out of the office and was stunned when he saw Lin Ran.
Immediately afterwards, he immediately came forward to ask for help.
"Godfather, where have you been these days? Why do you bring so many things?"
He thought it was a specialty product and wanted to open it to take a look.
Lin Ran actually made a joke with him and asked him to open it and take a look.
It turned out that there were some fragments inside, and he couldn't help but frown: "Godfather, are you going to the grave again? But why did you bring back a bunch of fragments this time?"
Of course he knew what Lin Ran's departure usually meant.
It's just that I usually bring some rare treasures back, but this time I only brought a few backpacks of rags, which was a bit confusing.
"These are not rags, haha." Lin Ran said, "They are ceramics from the Northern Wei Dynasty."
"Northern Wei Dynasty?" Yang Jianlong was confused, took out a fragment and looked at it carefully.
Although this fragment has been damaged, the pattern on it is still clearly visible.
It should be a picture of a red sun jumping out from the top of the mountain and releasing glow at the same time.
"Most of the fragments are here, it just needs to be repaired." Lin Ran leaned on the sofa.
He glanced at the time. It was exactly twelve o'clock noon.
"Jianlong, let's have a meal and take me to the National Museum later."
"Okay... wait, National Museum?" Yang Jianlong agreed, but then he realized something was wrong.
Isn't Lin Ran a disciple of Tang Lanxuan? Why is he related to the National Museum again?
Did he change jobs?
Yang Jianlong was a little puzzled.
During the meal, Lin Rancai explained the ins and outs to him.
Yang Jianlong looked at Lin Ran with envy: "Godfather, you are so amazing. You even know the restorer of the National Museum."
He found that the person Lin later met was already higher than his father-in-law.
Unknowingly, he could only look at Lin Ran's back and couldn't even do anything to help him.
A look of disappointment flashed across his face.
Lin Ran caught his thoughts, smiled and patted his shoulder: "Jianlong, thank you very much for helping me keep security in the village."
When A Ming went to the village to pick him up, he was stopped by Baimao, who kept interrogating him about his origins.
It was obviously arranged by Yang Jianlong. Hearing that someone was staring at Lin Ran's house, Yang Jianlong immediately spent his own money to build a project in the village and sent Baimao to keep an eye on it.
Lin Ran was relieved of his worries. Lin Ran was a grateful person.