Chapter 3 Find 150,000 in Seconds

"Song Yun!"

"What are you dazed for?"

"hurry up!"

Wu Wei opened the door of the truck compartment.

Song Ding shook his head, work was important, so he hurried over.

"Be careful!"

"This is all the best mahogany furniture, more than two million!"

Wu Wei whispered.

"what?"

"Isn't it?"

"So expensive?"

Song Yun was stunned for a moment. When he saw Wu Wei, the furniture was already in the car and he didn't see it. Now he was shocked when he heard this.

"Look at that car, can you do it without putting more than two million pieces of furniture?"

Wu Wei pouted at Ferrari parked on the side of the road.

Song Yun was speechless, this is really true, how can rich people have the nerve to sell cheap goods, is it shameful?

Treasure Pavilion is magnificent and antique. There are wooden shelves one after another against the wall. Some antiques are scattered here and there. Most of the places are still empty. It seems that it has just been renovated and has not yet opened.

"what?"

"Why is there white light again?"

Song Yun and Wu Wei moved a tea table, and just put them down and straightened up, there was a flash of white light in the corner of the wall. From a distance, it should be an antique, it seems to be porcelain.

"What the hell is that?"

"If you hold it in your hand and swipe it, will it shine even more like the previous beads?"

"Will the monster with the face of a sheep appear again?"

Song Yun wanted to walk over and have a look, but he finally held back.

"What's wrong with me?"

"What the hell is running into my body?"

"Saw something glowing again and again, but why do some things glow and why don't some things?"

Song Yun thought while carrying things.

"what?!"

"Your bracelet is good!"

"Can you let me take a look!?"

Song Yun moved in and out of several things, this time it was a small table, put it down and just wanted to go out, and Tang Miaomiao who was standing beside him waved.

"This is what you said?"

Song Yun didn't think much, took it off his wrist and handed it to Tang Miaomiao.

"good!!"

“Really very good!”

"The best small-leaf rosewood!"

"It's rare that it's so big. The diameter of each grain is more than 1.5 cm. It is purely hand-polished, and each grain is very round. Only a master can produce such a work."

Tang Miaomiao looked over and over for a while, then kept nodding.

Small-leaf red sandalwood is a very precious wood. There has always been a saying of "ten sandalwood and nine empty", which means that it is not easy to grow small-leaf red sandalwood, especially the small-leaf red sandalwood that grows naturally in the wild. It looks very thick on the surface. , in fact, it is often empty inside, which has long been eaten by insects or rotted for various reasons. One of its characteristics is that there are golden dots in the wood, just like stars, so it is called For Venus, the higher the quality of the lobular rosewood, the more and denser the Venus.

"Venus is densely covered, densely packed, and even more is connected with gold wires, which is very beautiful and rare."

"You can sell at least 200,000 for this string of things!"

Tang Miaomiao pondered for a while and said a price.

Two hundred thousand?

These wooden beads are actually worth 200,000?

What are you kidding?

Song Yun is stupid!

"Twenty thousand?"

"You mean this bead can be sold for 200,000?"

"I bought this thing on the street stall, I don't know how much it is worth!"

Song Yun took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions, but it was of no use at all, his heart was beating wildly, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"That's right!"

"The popularity of bracelets has declined in recent years, but there are still a lot of people licking them. Your string is old and big. It's not a problem to sell 200,000 yuan."

Tang Miaomiao nodded.

"Is this thing really worth two hundred thousand?"

"Do you accept it?"

Song Yun stared at Tang Miaomiao and asked.

"Do you want to sell it to me?" Tang Miaomiao looked down at it for a while before continuing, "The 200,000 I said was the market price, if it was the purchase price, it would definitely not be as high, if you want to sell it to me , I'll pay 150,000 yuan, I don't know if you want it or not?"

"willing!"

Song Yun didn't hesitate at all.

"Row!"

"Then it's settled!"

"Give me your bank card number and I'll transfer money to you now!"

Tang Miaomiao nodded, took out his mobile phone, asked for the card number, and transferred 150,000 in front of him.

One hundred and fifty thousand?

Is it true?

Inadvertently bought a bracelet for dozens of yuan at a street stall and sold for 150,000?

Song Yun looked at the account information on the phone, stretched out his hand and pinched it hard on his thigh, so much pain that tears almost burst out. Only then did he believe it was real, not a dream.

"Nei's!"

"Song Yun, you really got shit luck!"

Wu Wei stood aside, seeing all this, with a look of envy, jealousy and hatred.

One hundred and fifty thousand!

That's 150,000!

He drafted his own draft and worked hard, and he only made five or six thousand a month, and Song Yun received 150,000 at once. People would really be mad at people compared to others!

"Good luck!"

"I bought this thing at the market in my hometown. It cost tens of dollars and I wore it to play. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen?"

Song Yun scratched his hair.

"lucky?"

"It's absolutely impossible to be lucky, you have to go against the sky!"

Tang Miaomiao shook his head, this luck is really against the sky, and he can pick up leaks on the stalls.

Song Yun couldn't help turning his head, the pendant on Tang Miaomiao's neck exuded a strong white light, like a small sun, extremely dazzling.

Song Yun was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that the monster that ran into his body gave him powers?

Is this why I can see white light?

Some things glow, most don't, for the simple reason that only real antiques glow!

Is that so?

The more Song Yun thought about it, the more likely it was.