Since Mozi had already entered, he had made a thorough assessment of the possible dangers beforehand. Last time, Zhou Wen mentioned another inner hall, so the appearance of the hidden door was somewhat unexpected, but it didn't leave him in surprise for too long.

  "Boss Zhou, this is where you put your treasure, right?" She put down the untouched teacup and sat steadily, with a calm expression.

  Zhou Wen secretly admired her calmness. To know that his old customers, seeing this dark room for the first time, were all eager to rush in and explore.

  "Mo Ge guessed correctly. How can good things be placed casually? Moreover, I value my own life the most, otherwise, no matter how much money is earned, it cannot be enjoyed." Zhou Wen walked into the secret door first, "Mo Ge, please enter."

  "It's indeed Mr. Si Fo, seeing right through." Whether it was a compliment or sarcasm depended on the listener's interpretation. Mozi noticed that the interior was bright and didn't seem to be hiding any ghosts, so he decided to take a bold step forward.

  She heard Zhou Wen quietly closing the door behind her and before she could worry about anything, she was already drawn in by the scene in front of her.

  This room is not large, with four walls and no windows or doors. However, there is a ventilation opening in the ceiling, so it doesn't feel stuffy. There are no lights inside, but the walls are embedded with about a dozen night pearls as big as a fist, which provide light. The hollowed-out carved purple vine shelf is dark and somber, made from the fragrant cedar wood of Mount Qiyun's Snow Peak, rarely seen in markets, priced at over 100 gold coins per catty. Yet it's being used here as a mere shelf for displaying items.

  On the shelves, most of them are jade and gold artifacts. Even if she didn't understand the business, she thought that the craftsmanship was exquisite, not comparable to counterfeit goods, and truly worthy of being called a treasure. To exaggerate, it's probably placed in the imperial palace, where even the emperor would play with it as a precious object, rather than just placing it anywhere as an offering.

  She later got tired of looking, so she simply played to her strengths and only looked at the wooden bases, beads, and frames attached to the jade utensils. Red wood was nothing special, all were rare woods grown in ancient mountains, old forests, and desolate lands. Every time she silently recited one, there was a little more surprise in her heart. Before, she had no chance to see so many kinds of rare wood, now that she touched them, they were still like counting family treasures.

  "Boss Zhou." Mozi looked confused for a moment, then suddenly understood.

  "Mo Ge, what do you think of the things here?" Zhou Wen rubbed his hands together and stood beside Mo Zi.

  His voice was like a tightly wound string, his hands were clenched with tension, and his expression showed more anxiety than anticipation. Mozi saw it in his eyes, and wondered in his heart, why was this?

  "Things are naturally good things." She seemed interested in a jade ball for a certain immortal's birthday, and took a step back.

  "That goes without saying. Mo Ge, this little thing isn't worth much, let me show you something good." Zhou Wen went behind a row of cells and came out after a while, carefully holding a wooden box in front of Mo Zi with both hands, trembling as he opened it to show her the things inside.

  A white silk satin, a piece woven with golden threads, on the delicate lotus leaf with clear veins, three round white jade beads, like dew drops on the lotus.

  "This lotus leaf is even rarer than the pearl." The fine golden threads, like silkworm cocoons, are densely woven together, layer by layer, yet still reveal delicate veins and texture. In modern terms, it has a strong sense of three-dimensionality and creativity. The exquisite gold casting technique is truly breathtaking.

  "Mo Ge, I just praised you for your sharp eyes, how come you're being clumsy now?" Zhou Wen took out a white silk handkerchief from his bosom and used it to pick up one of them with his fingers. He held it high under the light of the night pearl and said, "Take a closer look, what do you see?"

  Mozi raised her eyes and saw that the white jade bead was actually flowing with colorful light. Before long, it suddenly turned semi-transparent, and inside, a Guanyin holding a water purification bottle rode on a white cloud.

  Coming from the computer information age, the master of handicrafts was replaced by machines so cleanly that she didn't expect the ancient craftsmanship to reach an unimaginable height. The Guanyin in this white jade is not natural, but made after human processing.

  "These three Water Purification Pearls were made by my ancestor, the founder of Nan De Buddhist Temple, Master Min Zhen. The Guanyin statue is carved from the best blue nephrite jade, while the outer white jade is polished from a rock fragment from the deepest part of Mengshan Thousand Stone Cave. Its color changes with body temperature and can become transparent under bright light. Master Min Zhen spent his last ten years crafting these pearls, making a total of ten as family heirlooms for future generations. However, his son squandered the family fortune and sold all ten Water Purification Pearls to others. Later, the third-generation descendant, Min Jing, rebuilt the Buddhist Temple and tried to recover the family heirloom, offering 100,000 taels of silver for one pearl. By the seventh generation, the price had risen to 200,000 taels, but they only managed to retrieve four pearls. It's said that when the young master of the Min family died, his eyes remained open." Zhou Wen's tense expression returned as he continued with a boastful sales pitch.

  "But it's just Blue Field Jade and Rock Chips, although they're precious, they can't be that rare, right?" Mozi liked them but couldn't admit it, besides, the price of 200,000 taels was beyond her means.

  "How could it not be valuable? Not to mention the micro-carving technique of the Guanyin statue, which is unparalleled in the world, but even the craftsmanship of grinding rock slices into seamless hollow pearls has been lost." Zhou Wen couldn't help but roll his eyes. This ink brother, was he really unaware of its value or just trying to lower the price?

  "Oh." Mu Zi smiled slightly, "Boss Zhou, compared to the Water Purifying Pearl, I think this small screen fan is easier to find a buyer for. The price is..."

  Zhou Wen is now not only rolling his eyes, but also being infuriated by Mo Zi to the point of foaming at the mouth.

  Mozi looked at him with a lack of blood in his head, and stopped teasing him. "Boss Zhou, you're being straightforward today, so I'll be more straightforward too. This pearl is indeed good, but it's too expensive, I don't have the silver for it. This time, I really don't have that much silver."

  Zhou Wen suddenly smiled, looking relieved, "I thought you wouldn't be interested. Mo Ge, didn't I just say that the price is negotiable? I know you're busy, so I won't waste your time. One price, 5,000 taels per piece. If you want more silver, three pieces are available for purchase at 15,000 taels."

  Mei Zi Hu doubted it. Things had reached this point, and if she didn't doubt it, she would be an idiot. Two hundred thousand taels discounted several times could become five thousand taels, but she didn't have the energy to calculate it.

  "Boss Zhou, either what you just told me is all nonsense, or this pearl brings a calamity of blood and disaster. A market price of 200,000, you sell it to me for 5,000, if I were you, would I pay this silver?" Mozi opened the skylight and spoke bluntly, stretching out her hand to cover the lid of the wooden box, pretending to take a closer look at the Water Purifying Pearl.

  Wood, straight grain, roots like strings, cool and refreshing. When warm, fragrant. Over 100-year-old old purple sandalwood, take the tree core, water-cut method. This wooden box is worth thousands of dollars.

  "Alas, Mo Ge, heaven and earth as witness —" Zhou Wen straightened his back, ready to take an oath.

  Mozhi raised his hand, "No need, Mr. Zhou, I don't believe in oaths. Why not just say it straight out? You're letting me have such a big advantage, what do you want me to do for you?"

  "This... uh..." Zhou Wen didn't know what to say. He had originally planned to use this good thing to dazzle Mo Zi, agree first, and then add conditions.

  "Zhou Wen, tell her." A soft and gentle voice sounded at this moment.

  This secret room actually has a third person!

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  Saw PK1200, surprised.

  Because I have a flight today, there will be two updates tomorrow.

  Vote if you have a ticket, 1500 more and there will be an update. Anyway, add one more for every 300. I'm being greedy. Hehe.

  Thank you, everyone.