The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1580 The Poor Man
"Tianbao Dragon Fire Glazed Top?" Zeng Zhen repeated.

"There is a layer of powerful petroleum on the top that ignites when it encounters gas. The ancients called it dragon fire. In fact, the main component of petroleum is short-chain hydrocarbons. If it is stored for a long time, it will naturally decompose to produce a large amount of propylene, which will burn when exposed to fire." Chen Xinxue explained again.

Zeng Zhen couldn't help but feel nervous. He originally thought that the Xixia treasure house had been mined by experts and was already very safe, but he didn't expect that there was such a thing above his head.

"Has the oil been removed now?" Zeng Zhen suppressed the tension in his heart and asked.

"How is it possible?" Chen Xinxue said with a smile: "After detection by the remote sensing ultrasonic instrument, the approximate coverage area reached deep into the center of the inner reservoir, and then there was no response signal."

"In other words, there is oil on at least three-quarters of the zenith, and the reserves are about 1 ton, a very thin layer."

"Then, what should we do?"

"Don't worry, we have reinforced it. The manufacturing process of Tianbao Dragon Fire Glazed Dome itself is an extremely precious cultural relic. We will not destroy it."

Hearing Chen Xinxue speak so relaxedly, Zeng Zhen's mood was not so easy to calm down.

She hesitated whether to continue walking inside.

Chen Xinxue could tell from the expression on Zeng Zhen's face what she was thinking, and said, "It won't be that easy if we go forward. Let's stop here today."

Zeng Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly thought of something again, and asked: "Mr. Chen, I heard that you were the first person to enter the inner treasury and find out the situation inside. At that time, these mechanisms should not have been completely broken. Right? How did you get in?"

Zeng Zhen's tone was full of admiration. From the perspective of a woman like her, Chen Xinxue's valiant and heroic appearance was particularly attractive.

"Oh, I found a way out, a friend's advice." Chen Xinxue replied.

Zeng Zhen asked curiously: "Can you reveal the identity of your friend?"

Chen Xinxue shook her head and said, "Sorry, this is personal privacy."

Seeing this, Li Zhengde couldn't help but said: "The ratings of this show have now reached 5.00%."

"5.00%? It doesn't seem high." Ye Feng had no idea about the ratings.

Li Ruoyun knew it, and couldn't help but laugh: "An antique program can achieve a ratings of 5.00%, which is almost comparable to some popular variety shows. It is already very high."

Li Ruoyun's words made Ye Feng's heart skip a beat. Such high ratings meant that the market was optimistic about Xixia treasure house antiques. It was a good opportunity to make quick money. It would be up to the Cao sisters to grasp it.

On the other side, Cao Wenxing was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling helplessly.

Cao Wenguang stood by the bed, looking at Cao Wenxing's weak look, knowing that he had not recovered from such a serious blow.

He wanted to say something, but he was afraid that Cao Wenxing would think of being beaten down when he framed Lingyue Antiques in Chunxiao Garden and exposed the scandal of selling antique handicrafts at Baolong Auction House, so he turned on the TV and casually changed Several stations.

It was broadcast on the TV: "The impact of the Xixia Treasure House is so great that antique shops everywhere were unexpected. Now they are frantically buying up all the antiques related to the Xixia Treasure House. The market prices have doubled again and again..."

Cao Wenguang's heart skipped a beat and he was about to change the channel when he was stopped by Cao Wenxing: "Just watch this! Help me up!"

Cao Wenxing struggled to get up, and Cao Wenguang quickly put a pillow under his back.

Cao Wenxing half straightened up and watched the news report on the Xixia Treasure House on TV.

The host interviewed several antique collectors one after another, and they all maintained an optimistic attitude towards the hype about the concept of Xixia treasure house.Because in the past ten years, there have been almost no incidents similar to the unearthed Xixia treasure house in the archaeological community, and the emergence of the Xixia treasure house has filled this gap.

These factors are intertwined, and it is a fact that the concept of Xixia Treasure House has become popular.

Cao Wenxing's face became worse and worse. Only now did he know what the words written on Ye Feng's exaggerated banner meant.

The slap in the face really hurt.

"Hahaha! Cough cough..." Cao Wenxing suddenly laughed a few times and coughed again mid-laughing.

Cao Wenguang quickly brought a glass of water and handed it to him carefully.

Seeing his look, Cao Wenxing felt angry welling up in his heart, but in the end he couldn't speak out.

Now that he has made Baolong Auction House like this, his second uncle will never let him go. Although his brother is incompetent, he is still on his side, so what's the use of scolding him?
Cao Wenguang watched Cao Wenxing drink the glass of water, and then felt relieved, and reminded him: "Brother, the second uncle came to see you once and said that he would wait until you wake up before coming back."

"Second uncle?" Cao Wenxing's chest felt tight. When he thought of the failed Golden Dragon Night Pearl at the auction, his heart felt as if it was grabbed by an invisible hand, squeezing and rubbing, and it ached.

One billion!
And that’s not counting other losses!

Coupled with the idiot Cao Wenguang's last-ditch effort, the news that Baolong Auction House was selling fake goods has spread to the entire Yanjing antique world.

It will be impossible to make a comeback in the future.

Cao Wenxing let out a painful groan and let out the tightness in his chest.

"What else do you have to do?" Cao Wenxing decided to put these things aside for now and wait until he is well again.

Now he just wants to cover his head and sleep without thinking about or doing anything.

Cao Wenguang hesitated for a moment, but finally took out a check from his pocket and handed it to Cao Wenxing: "This is the venue rental fee for Chunxiao Garden."

"What!?" Cao Wenxing shouted as soon as he took the check, "Didn't we already pay the full amount? Where did this 10 yuan come from?"

10 yuan, if it had been left in the past, Cao Wenxing would not have even looked at it.

But now, Baolong Auction House owes so much foreign debt, it is a time of crisis, and this 10 yuan is the straw that breaks the camel's back.

Cao Wenguang lowered his head in embarrassment and said: "The auction at Lingyue Antique Shop was too popular, so the event was postponed and did not end until ten o'clock in the evening. The extra 10 yuan is the extra venue rental fee."

Cao Wenxing's eyes widened and he almost fainted again.

It was really a wedding dress for others. Lingyue Antique Shop took all the benefits, and in the end had to foot the bill to pay their rent!
Ye Feng did not realize that the activities he planned would bring such great harm to Cao Wenxing, because he was busy in the medical center at this time.

At noon, Ye Feng watched the program "Exploring the Treasure House of Xixia" again.

Last night, the scene when Chen Xinxue introduced those agencies in front of Zeng Zhen made him see something fishy.

That straight passage leads directly to the center of the inner treasury. It is definitely not a passage dug by the excavation team themselves, but a corridor that originally existed in the Xixia treasury.

(End of this chapter)