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Chapter 1757: A Zen monk

When Zhao Xu heard this, he immediately looked happy and asked Zhan Ying: "Zhan Ying, where is your uncle, and what is his name?"

"I only know that he lives in Yancheng, and his Dharma name is Yichen Monk. As for the layman name, I don't know it." Zhan Ying explained.

"Yancheng? Is it the rock city of the prefecture-level city below the provincial capital?" Zhao Xu asked.

"Yes!" Zhan Ying nodded.

When Zhao Xu heard this, he immediately took out his cell phone and called Interpol Su Rou.

"Officer Su, I have something to come to you!" Zhao Xu said straight to the point.

Su Rou thought that Zhao Xu was looking for her to eradicate the terrorist organization in the East Factory, and asked: "Have you found the address of the altar?"

"Not yet! I asked you to help me check someone. This person used to be from the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, and now lives in Yancheng. His Dharma name is Yichen Monk."

"Check people?" Su Rou said coldly: "Brother Zhao, I am an Interpol! I am not a police officer from the police station. If you investigate people, you can just find Bai Man."

"Your cousin Zhou Baiman?" Zhao Xu asked.

"Yes! I don't have her phone number."

"I'll send it to you!"

After Su Rou hung up the phone, she sent her cousin Zhou Baiman's phone number to Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu dialed directly according to the phone number sent by Su Rou.

"Hey! I am Zhou Baiman, who are you?" Zhou Baiman asked.

"Police Zhou, I am Zhao Xu."

"Oh, it's you!" Zhou Baiman didn't expect that Zhao Xu would call him and tease him to Zhao Xu: "Mr. Zhao, do you call me, do you want to ask me?"

Li Qingqing sat beside Zhao Xu and happened to hear this sentence. She reached out to Zhao Xu's thigh, pinched him gently, and glared at him.

Zhao Xu is so innocent in his heart!

I didn't expect Zhou Baiman to make such a joke with him.

Zhao Xu immediately got to the topic and said, "Official Zhou, I have some serious things to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Baiman asked.

"I want you to help me find someone who lives in Yancheng. He was a monk from the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion and his Dharma name is Yi Zen monk."

"Iwaki? Yes. I'll call them. Later, I'll notify you if there is a message."

"Thank you, Officer Zhou."

"Then I helped you, do you have to treat me to a meal?" Zhou Baiman asked suddenly.

When Zhao Xu saw his wife Li Qingqing staring at him, he coughed twice awkwardly and said, "Eating is not a trivial matter. When you help me, I will treat you to dinner."

"That's what you said." Zhou Baiman hung up the phone happily.

After Zhao Xu hung up the phone, Li Qingqing was about to hold Zhao Xu accountable, but Zhao Xu smiled and said, "Qingqing, when I invite Officer Zhou to dinner, I will take you with me."

"This is almost the same!" Li Qingqing smiled with satisfaction.

Zhan Ying and Luo Ning saw Zhao Xu and Li Qingqing and the couple were tripping, and they both chose to remain silent. However, the feeling that the young couple was quite interesting.

Seeing that the scene was a little awkward, Zhao Xu said, "Let's have a meal!"

So, while having a meal, we chatted with Zhan Ying and Luo Ning.

After dinner, Zhao Xu specially sent Zhan Ying and Luo Ning to the car to wait for him. He took his wife Li Qingqing to visit the "flea market" for a while.

Yang Xing received a report from his subordinates, saying that Zhao Xu took Li Qingqing to the "flea market" again and sent some photos on the scene.

The photos are very clear, only Zhao Xu and Li Qingqing.

Yang Xing asked his subordinates: "Are you sure Zhao Xu didn't bring other people?"

"I brought two of them, and they were the Shaolin lay disciples and Wudang lay disciples who were detained in Yunta. Their cultivation ranks within 100 on the ground list."

"Didn't you see Chen Xiaodao and Nong Quan?" Yang Xing asked.

"No!" the subordinate replied.

Yang Xing frowned when he heard this.

He felt something strange and abnormal.

Although Zhao Xu has good kung fu, if Yang Xing joins with several experts from the East Factory, he will definitely win Zhao Xu.

The provincial capital is the base camp of the "East Factory", and Zhao Xu actually dared to go shopping with his pregnant wife in a noble manner.

What made Yang Xing even more puzzled was that with Zhao Xu's wealth, he should go to high-end shopping malls. How could he go to the "flea market", a place full of cheap items and fake goods?

If the man in black robes had not repeatedly warned Yang Xing, he would not let him touch Zhao Xu. With Yang Xing's vindictive character, he would have taken people to kill Zhao Xu long ago.

In desperation, Yang Xing ordered his subordinates: "Look at Zhao Xu and Li Qingqing and see what tricks they are playing?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang!"

"Zhao Xu is very good at kung fu, so don't get too close." Yang Xing warned.

"I understand!" the subordinate responded.

Flea Market!

Zhao Xu took Li Qingqing in the market for nearly an afternoon, but he didn't find anything at all. Zhao Xu actually picked up a vacancy and bought a snuff bottle.

This snuff bottle is called a pocket art work, and the stall owner only regards it as a fake. However, Zhao Xu has seen many rare antiques since he was a child and has a little appreciation for antiques. Although it is not as good as an expert level, his eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people.

The stall owner, seeing that Zhao Xu and Li Qingqing were of extraordinary temperament, fell in love with this snuff bottle and slaughtered them. He asked for a price of 1,000 yuan, but in the end, Zhao Xu bargained for 600 yuan.

Little do people know that the market value of this snuff bottle is at least 20,000 yuan. In other words, you have to make a net profit of at least 20,000 yuan.

Although Zhao Xu is not short of the 20,000 yuan, his addiction to picking up bargains will greatly satisfy and achieve his heart.

Li Qingqing didn't quite understand the market value of this snuff bottle, but when she saw Zhao Xu insisting on buying it, she knew that this snuff bottle was not an ordinary thing.

The stall owner who sold goods purchased this snuff bottle from the countryside. At that time, he only spent 80 yuan. He made more than 500 yuan at once, which made the stall owner happy.

After buying the snuff bottle, Zhao Xu took Li Qingqing to the parking place.

Li Qingqing whispered to Zhao Xu: "What are you doing for buying this little thing for six hundred yuan?"

Zhao Xu smiled and explained to Li Qingqing: "Qingqing, you don't know this! This snuff bottle is a real thing from the Qing Dynasty. Now the market value is at least 20,000 yuan. I bought it in six hundred yuan, and I made more than 20,000 yuan in one afternoon. Is your husband powerful?"

Li Qingqing gave Zhao Xu a blank look and said, "Then are you still bargaining with the stall owner?"

Zhao Xu smiled and said, "Qingqing, haven't you found that bargaining is a pleasure? From now on, even if we don't start a company, I can still support you three in the flea market every day."

"Come on! Do you think you can find a vacancy every day? Many of the foreign trade clothing sold in that market are fake. Most of the small appliances sold are repaired. You! Don't get a little cheaper and get carried away."

Zhao Xu showed an awkward look on his face and scratched the back of his head.

At this time, Zhou Baiman called.

When Zhao Xu saw that it was Zhou Baiman's call, he immediately answered it.
Chapter completed!
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