Chapter 3: Earn 150,000 in missing seconds

"Song Yun!"
"What are you in a daze?"
"hurry up!"
Wu Wei opened the door of the truck compartment.
Song Ding shook his head, and went over quickly.
"Be careful!"
"These are all fine mahogany furniture, more than two million!"
Wu Wei whispered.
"what?"
"No, right?"
"So expensive?"
Song Yun was stunned. When he saw Wu Wei, the furniture was already in the car, but he didn't see it. He was shocked when he heard this.
"Look at that car. Can it work without more than two million furniture?"
Wu Wei curled his lips at Ferrari, which was parked on the side of the road.
Song Yun was speechless, this was really true. How can the rich be embarrassed to offer bargains? Is it shameful?
The Jumbo Pavilion is magnificent and antique. The place leaning against the wall is one by one wooden shelves, scattered with some antiques. 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 white light flashing in the corner of the wall. From a distance, they looked like an antique, and it seemed to be porcelain.
"What the is that?"
"If you hold it in your hand and stroke it, will it shine more brightly like the previous beads?"
"Will the monster with the sheep body and human face appear again?"
Song Yun wanted to go over and take a look, but finally held back.
"What's wrong with me?"
"What is it that ran into my body?"
"I saw things glow again and again, but why do some things glow, and why don't some things?"
Song Yun thought while moving things.
"what?!"
"Your bracelet is good!"
"Can you let me have a look!?"
Song Yun moved several things in and out. This time it was a small table. When he put down and just wanted to go out, Tang Miaomiao, who was standing by, waved his hand.
"What are you talking about?"
Song Yun didn't think much, he took it off his wrist and handed it to Tang Miaomiao.
"Not bad!!"
"Really very good!"
"The best lobular red sandalwood!"
"It is rare that the head is so big, the diameter of each grain exceeds 1.5 cm, and it is polished by hand, and each grain is very round. Only a master can make such a job."
Tang Miaomiao watched it over and over for a long time, then nodded.
Red sandalwood is a kind of very precious wood. There has always been the saying "ten sandalwood and nine empty", which means that it is not easy for the red sandalwood to grow very large, especially the red sandalwood that grows naturally in the wild. It looks very stout on the surface. In fact, it is often empty inside. It has been eaten by insects or rotted for various reasons. One of its characteristics is that there are golden dots in the wood, like stars, so it is called For Venus, the higher the quality, the more Venus in the red sandalwood, the more dense it is.
"Venus is densely covered, densely packed, and there are even gold wires connected among them. It is very beautiful and rare."
"You can sell for at least 200,000 yuan!"
Tang Miaomiao pondered for a while and said a price.
Two hundred thousand?
These wooden beads are worth two hundred thousand?
Are you kidding me?
Song Yun is stupid!
"Two hundred thousand?"
"You mean this bead can sell for two hundred thousand?"
"I bought this at a street stall, I don't know how much it is worth!"
Song Yun took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions. It was useless at all. His heart was beating and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
"Yes!"
"The popularity of bracelets has declined in recent years, but there are still a lot of people. Yours, old material, is big, and it is not a problem to sell 200,000."
Tang Miaomiao nodded.
"Is this thing really worth two hundred thousand?"
"Can you accept it?"
Song Yun stared at Tang Miaomiao and asked.
"Do you want to sell it to me?" Tang Miaomiao looked down and looked at it for a long time before continuing, "The 200,000 I mentioned is the market price. If it is the purchase price, it will definitely not be as high. If you want to sell it to me , I'll give out 150,000, I don't know if you want to?"
"willing!"
Song Yun did not hesitate at all.
"Row!"
"Then this thing is settled!"
"Give me your bank card number, and I will transfer it to you now!"
Tang Miaomiao nodded, took out his mobile phone, asked for the card number, and turned 150,000 in person.
One hundred and fifty thousand?
It turned out to be true?
I accidentally bought bracelets for dozens of yuan on the street stall and sold them for 150,000?
Song Yun looked at the received information on the phone, stretched out his hand to pinch his thigh, and almost burst out with tears. Only then did he believe it was true, not dreaming.
"Nano!"
"Song Yun, you are really out of luck!"
Wu Wei stood aside, seeing all this in his eyes, with a look of envy and envy.
One hundred and fifty thousand!
This is 150,000!
I drafted it by myself, and worked hard to earn five or six thousand in a month. Song Yun received 150,000 in one go. It is really maddening to compare people!
"Good luck!"
"I bought this thing at the market in my hometown. It costs tens of dollars and is wearing it for fun. Who would want something like this?"
Song Yun scratched his hair.
"lucky?"
"It's absolutely impossible to be lucky, you have to go against the genius!"
Tang Miaomiao shook his head, this luck was really against the sky, and it was possible to pick up leaks on the stall.
Song Yun couldn't help turning his head, the pendant on Tang Miaomiao's neck exuded a strong white light, like a small sun, very dazzling.
Song Yun was taken aback.
Could it be that the monster that ran into his body gave him a power?
This is why I can see white light?
Some things will shine, most of them will not. The reason is simple, only real antiques will shine!
Is it so?
The more Song Yun thought about it, the more likely it became.