Chapter 163: Does anyone have any objections?

When Feng Yao said silent, he really meant silent.

Because he had seen the corpses of tomb robbers dug out from the quicksand tomb, which was almost the same as being buried alive.

"Okay, that counts as one."

Zhang Yang nodded and recorded this method in his mind.

"Any more?"

"One isn't enough. I'm afraid the client will object."

"Yes, have you heard of the Tianbao Dragon Fire Glazed Roof? It can be achieved by covering the top of the tomb with glass, with water and sodium in the middle."

"Won't that burn?"

"Yes, it's the grave robbers who start burning it as soon as they dig it up."

Zhang Yang imagined the scene described by Feng Yao, where the tomb robber used a Luoyang shovel to dig in, and the tomb underneath exploded directly.

It was like stepping on a landmine.

It was too hellish. Zhang Yang felt that Mr. Li would never accept that after his death, he would be blown to pieces or burned to ashes by a tomb robber's shovel.

"That won't work. If we use robots in the future, won't the tombs burn down and the tomb robbers won't be harmed at all?"

"Is it possible?" Feng Yao asked in surprise, "Have robots developed to this level now?"

"Why didn't I know that at the time!"

"Master, what are you thinking about?" Zhang Yang frowned and looked at Feng Yao: "Calm down, you are still undergoing transformation."

"I know, I know. I'm just asking. Look how nervous you are."

Feng Yao curled his lips and continued to explain to Zhang Yang the method he knew.

If we ignore the self-destruct device, then apart from the quicksand tomb that buries tomb robbers alive, the remaining methods are purely mechanical.

The simplest is nail board anti-theft:
Once the door is opened, the mechanism will be triggered and sharp nails will fall from the sky, piercing the person like a sieve.

But this method was directly rejected by Zhang Yang.

Because tomb robbers always dig holes in the top of the tomb, who would go through the front door?
"There's really no way to get in directly from the top..."

Feng Yao raised his head and asked in a complicated tone:
"Disciple, tell me the truth, you really don't want to follow in my footsteps?"

"This really doesn't exist."

Zhang Yang smiled and dropped a bombshell on Feng Yao:
"I, your apprentice, am now worth more than 10 million. Do you think I need to rob tombs?"

"How many?"

"More than 20 million." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

"RMB?"

"Nonsense, why else would I tell you this?"

Zhang Yang said to Feng Yao earnestly:

"Master, there are so many ways to make money legally. I estimate that by the time you come out, my net worth will not be less than 100 million."

"You should take a good rest in the next two years and retire directly after you come out."

"what?"

Feng Yao was so surprised that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He held the phone and began to think over and over again about a question in his mind:
Is there really such a way to get rich without breaking the law?
"Hey, Master, don't be in a daze. It will be time for visiting the prison soon." Zhang Yang reminded.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, was my attitude not very good just now?"

Feng Yao pursed his lips excitedly, and the smile on his face could no longer be concealed.

"Come on, Master, please help me think of a solution."

"Yes, yes, yes, don't worry. With your current wealth, even if you ask me about my experience as a bootlicker, I will tell you everything."

……

When he came out of prison, Zhang Yang felt that his mind was full of knowledge about tomb robbing.

This was the first time that the master taught Zhang Yang something useful after entering prison.

They are the kind of mechanisms that will still trap you even if you dig a hole in the top.

Judging from the tone of Feng Yao's voice, it seemed that behind each method there was a bloody lesson that the tomb robbers had paid.

However, among the more than a dozen methods, Zhang Yang has no specific idea which one to use.

He planned to discuss it with the Li brothers and sisters.

That night, in the restaurant opened by Li Zi, Zhang Yang brought Zou Tianshi and met with the eldest, second and sixth sons of the Li family. This was the first time Zhang Yang met the second son of the Li family.

Compared with Li Hong and Li Zi, the second child, Li Cheng, obviously inherited his father's genes. He has a small face and wears glasses, looking a bit like Mr. Bean.

The difference is that his hairstyle is slicked back, and he looks like the type that is not easy to mess with.

Naturally, Zhang Yang had no good feelings towards the second son of the Li family who was causing trouble for him.

From the moment I entered the door to the moment I sat down, I hardly looked at him.

But Li Cheng just wanted to find fault with Zhang Yang. Before the dishes were served, he stood up with a cup of tea and said that he wanted to toast Zhang Yang and the old Taoist priest.

The smile on his face was malicious, and it was obvious that he wanted to use courtesy before force.

Zhang Yang actually has no experience in dealing with this kind of situation.

But fortunately, there was a carefree Zou Tianshi. The old Taoist priest simply waved his hand and said:
"My kidneys are not in good condition. I can't drink tea or much water."

Zhang Yang: "Me too."

Li Cheng's face suddenly turned dark. He glanced at the old Taoist priest, who indeed looked like he had insufficient kidney energy.

He glanced at Zhang Yang again:

"Master Zhang, you are so young, and your health is failing?"

Before Zhang Yang could answer, Zou Tianshi interrupted and said:
"Yes, I was the one who diagnosed Zhang Yang's illness!"

"I guess Zhang Yang has rewarded himself too many times. Now, while he is still young, it is not too late for him to take good care of himself."

"Do you need any medicine?" Li Zi asked with concern, "My eldest brother has a lot of kidney-tonifying medicine. If you need it, Zhang Yang..."

"Ahem!" Li Hong coughed quickly, interrupting his younger sister: "Girls shouldn't worry about men's affairs."

"I believe Zhang Yang will get better soon."

"Um, thank you."

Zhang Yang thought, he might as well drink the tea. It wouldn't be more embarrassing to be bullied by Li Cheng than it is now, right?
However, what happened next proved that he had underestimated Li Cheng.

"Since you two can't drink tea, then let's not offer tea, just drink it directly."

"Drinking alcohol damages the liver, but not the kidneys."

Li Cheng clapped his hands.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses and a black robe walked out from behind the screen in the room.

The man looked very gentle and was holding a bottle of medicinal wine in his hand.

"Let me introduce you. This is Master Bi whom I invited from Hong Kong. He is a Feng Shui master and also the owner of the Hong Kong antique shop, Treasure Pavilion."

Li Cheng took a half step back and came to Master Bi's side:
"Let him do the toasting. After all, he's new here, so we need to give you two elders some respect."

Zhang Yang and Zou Tianshi looked at each other.

They both had the same idea:
It's bad, it's coming for both of us.

But fighting two people at once is a bit disrespectful, isn't it?
Looking at the wine handed over by Master Bi, the old Taoist waved his hand again:

"Master Bi, you are younger than me, so I will be generous and call you Little Bi."

"Xiao Bi, we have to drive at night, so we can't drink."

"Do you two want to drive?" Li Cheng asked impatiently.

"Yes, we take turns driving to avoid fatigue driving," Zhang Yang explained.

"Brilliant."

Li Cheng was really convinced by this. He didn't even want to mention the designated driver and went straight to the point:
"Forget it, since we are all here, I will just let it out."

"The people you found to build the ancient tomb are not good enough, Boss and Sixth Brother. Let my people do it!"

"Master Zhang and Master Zou, you should have no objection, right?"

"Of course I have objections." Master Zou Tianshi said seriously.

"OK, what about you, Master Zhang?"

"If you come, will you return the money you promised me?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Give it to me. I don't need that little money."

"Then I have no objection." Zhang Yang replied.

"Wait a minute, give me the money? Why didn't you say so earlier!" Zou Tianshi raised his hand quickly: "Then I have no objection!"

(End of this chapter)