It all starts with killing the vicious dog

Chapter 196 Pupil technique?

Some people like cash, for this reason, Zhao Shanhe prepared several million cash.

After checking all the hundred-yuan bills, the middle-aged man left with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhao, such a thing can sell for [-] yuan?" Chen Wenting couldn't believe it.

"This kind of ancient coins is rare in the world. The current market price is about [-]. In four or five years, it should be able to sell for about [-]. There are many people who like to collect ancient coins." Zhao Shanhe did not hide it.

"You only give [-] to others for something that can sell for [-]? Are you not afraid of being bought by your peers?" Wang Li couldn't believe it.

"The price of antiques fluctuates greatly, especially coins. For example, there are about [-] coins in existence. If several boxes of the same coins are unearthed tomorrow, their price will definitely plummet, and it may directly drop to several thousand." Zhao Shanhe explained with a smile.

Ten minutes later, Chen Wenting and Wang Li left.

Zhao Shanhe played a few games, turned off the computer and closed the door, and drove away from the antique city.

After going home to eat, play games and sleep, Zhang Boyuan came to the door again at nine o'clock the next morning.

Zhao Shanhe didn't mind the trouble, and when the other party was appreciating antiques, he could also share his experience.

Before I knew it, it was time for dinner.

Half an hour later, they drove to a restaurant.

It is illegal to drink and drive. Although Zhao Shanhe can refine alcohol, he doesn't want to drink and drive in front of outsiders.

"It doesn't look good here, and there are no signboards, but the food here is delicious and the hygiene is also very good. Most people don't know about this place," Zhang Boyuan said slowly.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the first time I've come here. I'll leave the ordering to you." Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.

Zhang Boyuan ordered a few dishes, and Zhao Shanhe opened the fragrance liquor he brought.

After taking a sip, Zhang Boyuan asked, "Is this also hundreds of years old wine?"

"I got it by chance." Zhao Shanhe prevaricated.

Have a few drinks and then drive back to the antique city.

When the door was open for business and no one came in, Zhao Shanhe played games without distraction.

For several days in succession, Zhao Shanhe asked Zhang Boyuan to appreciate his collection of antiques in the morning, and to do business in the antique city in the afternoon.

"Finally finished reading, Xiao Zhao, if others know that you have these things, it will definitely cause a big sensation." Zhang Boyuan put down the last antique, and still had some unfinished thoughts in his heart.

"My goal is to fill these empty shelves with antiques. I don't know if I can realize this dreamland in my lifetime." Zhao Shanhe is full of confidence, but he is inevitably full of emotions.

With an unlimited lifespan, he just needs to spend more time to complete this small goal.

If you use your divine sense, you can get it done in an instant.

There are countless antiques buried deep in the ground, and even a few more similar alloy warehouses can't be filled.

We went to have lunch together, and went back to the store separately.

There has been no business, Zhao Shanhe played games all afternoon.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, he came to the ghost market to shop.

After shopping for more than an hour, Zhao Shanhe bought seven things.

"With good luck, five pieces can be used for collection, and the remaining two pieces are put in the store."

Returning to Jingyuan Residence, sleeping until eight in the morning, Zhao Shanhe brought out a steaming meal
Stroll through the antique city, walk east, look west, and take things worth collecting from time to time.

Those who wanted to take advantage of the fire and rob before have all received their due lessons.

The process of sweeping the goods went smoothly. After visiting the antique city, Zhao Shanhe picked up more than fifty antiques.

"It's a pity that none of them meet the standards of my collection."

Open the gate of Zhenbao Building and put more than fifty antiques on the shelves upstairs and downstairs.

From the passerby's bracelet, he took out the fragrant food and the space gourd, and Zhao Shanhe ate his lunch in a good mood.

Not long after, a man and two women came in from outside.

"Brother Zhuang, I will trouble you about my grandfather's birthday," Han Yurou said.

"Don't worry." Zhuang Xian nodded.

"Brother Zhuang, help me pick one." Zhang Ying took the opportunity to say.

"No problem." Zhuang Xian replied.

"Choose whatever you want, come and pay the bill after you've chosen," Zhao Shanhe said.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Zhuang Xian picked up a calligraphy and painting, his eyes glowed with a strange light.

"You know the pupil technique?" Zhao Shanhe was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "How much can you sell?"

"Brother Zhuang, is the painting real?" Han Yurou asked.

"En." Zhuang Xian nodded.

"This side is full of genuine products, and that side is all imitations that are more than a hundred years old." Zhao Shanhe pointed to the two sides.

"Boss, is there still upstairs?" Zhuang Xian asked.

"There are still some upstairs." Zhao Shanhe said.

"Can you take us up to have a look?" Zhuang Xian asked again.

"Go and see for yourself," Zhao Shanhe said.

Zhenbao Building has two floors, the first and second floors, and surveillance cameras are installed inside and outside the house.

Sitting at the counter, he could see the situation inside and outside the Zhenbao Building from the monitor.

Zhao Shanhe, who is busy playing games, naturally doesn't want to waste time introducing it to clients.

All antiques are marked with prices, you can buy them if you want to buy them, and forget about them if you don’t want to.

"Boss, why are you like this?" Han Yurou said in a dissatisfied tone.

"It's a good thing, I don't have to worry about selling it." Zhao Shanhe said indifferently.

"Which item is the most expensive?" Han Yurou asked.

"That, 500 million." Zhao Shanhe pointed to a piece of porcelain.

"Brother Zhuang, take a look." Han Yurou said.

Zhuang Xian used the pupil technique, read it carefully, and then nodded.

"Brother Zhuang, is the price reasonable?" Han Yurou asked.

Zhuang Xian pulled the other party aside and said in a low voice, "There was a similar thing last year."

"400 million, how about it?" Han Yurou returned to the counter.

"It's only 500 million, and the shop refuses to bargain." Zhao Shanhe said.

"I'll take these two items, just swipe the card." Han Yurou took out a bank card.

Zhao Shanhe swiped his card to collect the money, and said: "The store keeps its authenticity, and you will pay ten for a fake one. After you go out, you will not be responsible for it."

"I believe in Brother Zhuang." Han Yurou revealed his true feelings.

"Well, he has good eyesight." Zhao Shanhe nodded.

Zhuang Xian was taken aback. He felt that his boss had discovered that he possessed pupil skills.

Half an hour later, Zhao Shanhe, who received the call, closed the door and drove away.

Xu Jiasaburo, a netizen whom he met while playing games, has arrived at the Kyoto airport, and the other party wants to treat him to dinner.

After driving to the airport, Zhao Shanhe dialed the phone.

"Ah Xiong, I saw your car." Xu Jiasanlang said with a smile.

"I saw you too." Zhao Shanhe hung up the phone.

"Xu Sanqiang." Xu Jiasanlang walked over, smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Zhao Shanhe." Zhao Shanhe shook hands with the other party, and said: "Get in the car."

"You are familiar with the capital, you can choose the place, and I will pay the money." Xu Sanqiang said.

Looking at the other person's attire, he was obviously a rich man, so Zhao Shanhe decided to go to Taoyuan Residence.

Seeing him coming, the handsome Chen Xueying greeted him with a wide smile.

Seeing Chen Xueying's beautiful appearance and graceful figure, Xu Sanqiang was stunned for a few seconds.

"Boss of Taoyuanju" Zhao Shanhe introduced to the two of them.

"Boss Zhao, what good wine?" Chen Xueying was curious.

"I was lucky enough to find a few jars of aged wine." Zhao Shanhe didn't elaborate.

"Can you give me a taste?" Chen Xueying asked.

"No problem." Zhao Shanhe agreed.

Opening the wine jar, poured out a small cup, Chen Xueying took a sip, and said: "Boss Zhao, how many jars did you take?"

"I don't have much, so let's forget it this time. Next time I receive good wine, I'll sell it to you. How about it?" Zhao Shanhe politely declined.

"It's a deal?" Chen Xueying said.

(End of this chapter)