Chapter 517 1 Billion? !

"You should have heard that there was once a piece of bloodstone that sold for 400 million."

"I have seen that piece of bloodstone."

"It's bigger than the one in front of me, but whether it's the amount of blood or the texture of the stone, the one in front of me is better."

"What's more important is that the market in front of us has formed a complete pattern."

"It's not an exaggeration to describe it as priceless."

"It has to be estimated. I think 500 million to 600 million is definitely no problem."

"If you do a good job of publicity and go to a big auction, this stone can be sold for a very impressive price, one billion is not difficult."

Zuo Jiang frowned and pondered for a while before opening his mouth to express his opinion.

"No way?"

"A stone is so valuable?!"

"At least five or six hundred million, or even more than one billion?"

Chen Tingting shouted, she already knew that the stone in front of her was really valuable, and whether he reported the number by Zuo Jiang was far beyond her psychological expectations.

"1 billion is really no problem at all!"

"The amount of bloodstone mined now is very small. The only pieces that can be seen in the market are relatively small pieces, such as the size of an egg, or the size of a thumb. If it can be as big as a fist, it is already very incredible. Most of them are just splotches of blood, or they are amazing blood that can reach the shape of strips, the quality is usually not very good, and even this can be sold for tens of millions or even 20 to 30 million."

"The piece in front of us is so big and the texture is so good, 1 billion is really not a big problem!"

Zhao Weijun nodded, Zuo Jiang's judgment had no problem at all, and even tended to be conservative. In fact, in his opinion, the stone in front of him could exceed 2 billion.

"You guys who play antiques make too much money?!"

"No business can compare to this!"

Chen Tingting's eyes widened, her family was in business, and her father was the richest man in a place, but he only made 100 million or tens of millions in a year. When the bloodstone in front of him was bought, But it is only 100,000 yuan, and it can be sold for 1 billion yuan in a blink of an eye. This is not making money at all, and it is not so fast to grab money.

"Hehehe!"

"Aren't we the ones who make too much money?!"

Zhu Deyuan pointed at Song Yun.

"It's Song Yun who makes money!"

"This matter has to be made clear!"

"Those of us have been playing with antiques for a lifetime, and we have indeed picked up some leaks, but all of them together are not enough for this kid!"

Zhu Deyuan shook his head, this matter really has no place to justify it. This kind of thing happened to Song Yun one after another. After watching it a lot, he was already numb now.

"Um!"

"In the antique industry, it is indeed possible to get rich overnight, but it is more about eye-catching. The final result of such a thing is very likely to be bankrupt."

"What we have seen is only the good side, and more eye-catching news has not come out at all."

"This is the legend that only saw the thief eat meat but did not see the thief beaten!"

Xu Desheng sighed, in this circle for many years, he has seen much more family ruin than overnight prosperity. In a normal state, just like himself and Zhu Deyuan, picking up a few small leaks based on experience, Making a small fortune, buying low and selling high, I have kept some antiques in my hands all my life, and there are 10 or 20 million in the bank, which is already an incredible achievement. Song Yun is a monster that defies the sky. There are comers.

Song Yun didn't say a word, pretending that he didn't hear anything. In this case, silence is golden.

"Song Yun, what are you going to do with a stone?!"

"Do you want to sell it or collect it yourself?!"

Zuo Jiang looked at Song Yun, the stone in front of him was so beautiful that he couldn't help but be moved.