"Boss Peng, is it possible that your Peng family still has some background?"

After hearing Peng Bin's words, the fat man suddenly opened his mind and started to think hard in his mind. However, when he was in history class, he basically lay on the table and chatted with Zhou Gong. How could he remember that there were any famous people from the Peng family in history?

"By the way, Peng Yingyu, he was the first to be a monk. Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng were both his apprentices..."

The fat man suddenly screamed strangely and said loudly: "Boss Peng, is your Peng family a descendant of Monk Peng? The book says that Peng Yingyu was the leader of the uprising back then and must have robbed a lot of gold, silver and treasures. Have you all brought them to Myanmar?"

"Monkey Peng, you... are you still a descendant of Wei Nun..." Peng Bin's mouth twitched for a moment, and he said angrily: "Which book did you see it? It's not reliable at all..."

"Hey, I am not a descendant of Wei Nun. I am an authentic descendant of Cao Cao. And you are a descendant of Monk Peng. I have a basis for this..."

How could the fat man have a good talk? He immediately said, "Have you seen Liang Yusheng's Pingzong Xiaying? Zhang Danfeng is the descendant of Monk Peng. Zhang Danfeng, his son Zhang Shicheng, said that he left a treasure house after his death. By the way, Jin Yong's book has also been written. You don't know these?"

The fat man looked at Boss Peng with contempt while talking, which made Peng Bin's old face suddenly turn red. He has never fallen in love with school since he was a child. How could he know who Liang Yusheng and Jin Yong are? He has never read the books they wrote.

"Fang Yi, is there really such a person?"

Peng Bin touched his bare forehead and said, "Let me go and ask my dad if the Peng family is the descendant of Monk Peng? But that's not right. Monk Peng is a monk, how can he still have descendants?"

"Hey, Boss Peng, isn't it a monk who cuts his bald head? That's just a nickname..."

The fat man became more and more excited when he saw Peng Bin's half-believing look. He pointed to Peng Bin's bald head and said, "Aren't you also a bald head? It seems that your Peng family has traditions and they all like to cut their bald heads. Maybe Monk Peng is really your ancestor..."

"Ah? Then I'll turn around and ask my dad..."

Peng Bin is also quite smart on weekdays, but he has never been interested in things with words, such as family trees, and naturally he doesn't know who his ancestors are, so he still can't resist the fat man's nonsense and became a little confused by what he said.

"Puff... I'm so laughing, hahaha..."

Fang Yi, who had just taken a sip of tea, finally couldn't help it. He spit out the tea in his mouth with a squirting sound, patted his thigh with his hand, and laughed. But he hadn't seen him for more than a month, and the fat man's mouth became more and more powerful, and even Peng Bin was fooled.

"Fang Yi, why are you laughing at?" Peng Bin, who was about to find me to track the origin after a while, looked at Fang Yi in confusion.

"Brother, he is fooling you..."

Fang Yi pointed to Peng Bin and said while smiling: "Do you think the fat man told you about historical records? What he told you are all characters in martial arts novels. There is indeed Peng Yingyu in history, but he is from Jiangxi and died in Ruizhou. The whole family and young were killed by the Yuan army. Where are there descendants?

Fang Yi has read all the martial arts novels that Fatty Man mentioned, but he has also read the Ming Dynasty and is very familiar with Peng Yingyu's life. He has never been to Sichuan Province in his life, so naturally he will not leave behind future generations there.

"Okay, little fat man, are you enjoying me?" Hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin immediately glared at the fat man with a fierce look on his face.

"Hey, Boss Peng, both of them are surnamed Peng, maybe they are just one..."

Fang Yi told her that Peng Yingyu's origin was revealed. The fat man was not embarrassed and said with a smile: "Now, it's not popular to recognize a good ancestor for his family. After all, Monk Peng almost became an emperor. It would be a loss to recognize him as an ancestor..."

"Where I'm fine, why do I have an ancestor for myself?"

Peng Bin looked at the fat man with a lot of laughter and cry. He had no choice but to use this slutty boy. He said immediately: "Let's go back to the Peng family treasure house, don't go. Please help me verify clearly first. Whose descendants of our Peng family are..."

"No, Boss Peng, you are descendants of General Peng, right?" Hearing Peng Bin's words, the fat man suddenly felt bitter and started talking nonsense again.

"Fatty, don't talk nonsense..."

Fang Yi frowned and glared at the fat man. It was nothing to joke about the ancients in history, but Peng Bin's father was also a person from the war era. To use modern people to talk about things, he would be a little disrespectful to the Peng family.

"This little brat is so amazing..." Peng Bin was not angry, and shook his head with a smile, and said, "Let's go after eating. Let's open your eyes today and see our Peng family's collections over the years..."

"I've finished eating, I've finished eating long ago..." The fat man wiped his mouth and stood up, fearing that Peng Bin wouldn't take him with him.

"Brother, what's there in this treasure house?" Fang Yi also stood up and walked out with Peng Bin, he couldn't help but ask. He dared to call it a treasure house, and there must be a lot of things inside.

"These are some old items collected by our Peng family over the years. Are your brothers doing antique business?"

Peng Bin laughed and said, "I don't know whether the thing is worth it or not, but history is definitely there, and it will be at least more than a few decades. Whether you can pick good things depends on your own eyesight..."

In fact, Peng Bin was also joking with Fang Yi and the others when he said the word "Treasure House".

The so-called treasure house is just that the Peng family collected some old things with more commemorative value, such as the old furniture brought from China before, and some spoils obtained by the boss Peng in the past years, which were specially placed in a warehouse. Most of the true wealth of the Peng family is in foreign banks, so where would it be placed at home?

"Oh, my dear brother, do you really know our brothers. Isn't this just for us to come to Taobao?" The fat man said confidently: "Boss Peng, brother, I have learned my eyesight in Chaotian Palace. If you really pick out any treasure, don't be reluctant to leave..."

"Are you looking for a fight? When did your elder brother Peng never count?"

Peng Bin smiled and kicked the fat man, but he really liked the fat man's personality. You know, in recent years, Peng Bin's prestige in the Peng family has been increasing, and now he has become the head of the family. Few children of the Peng family dare to joke with him like this.

"You are not satisfied with the bottle of vinegar, and you are half a bottle of vinegar, and you want to find something good?"

Fang Yi looked at the fat man speechlessly. Although he was whispering all day long, if he was aware of antique identification, he was not even half of the level of Sanpao. When the fat man bragged and chatted with the stall owners all day long, Sanpao was learning. Now, he has basically rarely taken medicine when he looks at some cultural and entertainment objects.

"Brother Yi, don't look at people in the crack of the door, you'll look at people. Fatty, I'm different now than before..." Fatty, joking with Fang Yi with a smile.

"Brother, are we going to the old house?" Fang Yi lived in a two-story building not far from the old house. After looking at the direction, Fang Yi found that Peng Bin was taking them to the Peng family room.

"Yes, the items in the family must be placed in the old house..."

Peng Bin nodded. It was not very far from where they were to the old house. It took only a few minutes to walk. As he spoke, several people had already arrived at the main entrance of the old house. Several strong men who were originally leaning against the door chatting saw Peng Bin and quickly stood up straight.

ps: The second update, I'll ask for a few recommendation votes! (To be continued.)
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