"Oh my God! This is crazy, this seems to be the material of Indian red sandalwood, and it is the best old material, such a specification of material has not been seen on the market in recent decades!" Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The owner of the antique shop stayed drooling at the time.

"It's not a problem to make seven or eight sets of furniture from such a large material, how much is that. Tens of millions or hundreds of millions?" his brain was down, and he had no idea what he was talking about.

The old peasant next to him looked at them like a fool.

"There are fools in this city, if it is really so valuable, why should he be a mountain gate, not afraid of thieves, why should he build a temple? Isn't it just to make money by building temples now? ”

The old farmer's remarks made the two businessmen completely speechless, is the monk on the mountain really a monk?

The old peasants didn't know, but they came by the legends. It has also witnessed what is really called the material as God, the entire Jiangcheng antique street, once the most down-and-out guy was just the old monk casually dialed a few words has been enlightened, actually changed the previous business model, the original open sale of things to reduce sales, but also do not know where to buy a few strings of Indian red sandalwood made of old materials made of bracelets, recently sold crazy.

Of course, these old materials are not the so-called old materials on a certain treasure, in fact, they are all problematic materials, either the goods are not real or the materials are not old.

With such an example in front, how could he not be serious, this is a real opportunity to make money. Who doesn't want to?

With anticipation, he just watched quietly.

The nearby farmers didn't know the value of the gate, and the other passers-by didn't know either, they just thought the wood looked very beautiful. It seems that the hardness is enough.

You must know that the material of mahogany is difficult to damage if you cut it with a machete.

The peasant uncles didn't care so much, they came here with all kinds of food and started selling it to the believers. There are also people who will buy a few bottles of black dying water.

But the true believers, they have already reached the mountain.

After sorting out the design drawings in the car, Si Fan, who looked at the splendid and extravagant temple, had a feeling that he was going crazy, this temple was equal to pure gold.

Look at how rich the Buddha of the other people's Buddhist family is and bestows such a forest.

Si Fan knew that there must be a reason for this, but he didn't know the inside story. One can only guess out of thin air.

After checking the design drawings again, it was determined that there were no problems, and he had left the car.

There is a crowd of people ahead, but as soon as you go up the mountain, the number of people suddenly decreases, and climbing the mountain is risky after all, and not everyone is so promising.

"It's time to go up the mountain to see the old monk, Huijing, this old guy is going to explode recently! Don't come up with a new Buddha at the end!" Si Fan said complainingly.

After all, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a fine. The old monk is dying.

The weather is hot, like the flames of the nine heavens falling on the earth, the road on the ground is roasted and there is a feeling of melting, and there is a sticky melting feeling when walking on the road.

Just as Si Fan was about to go up the mountain, a fellow in his fifties came over pedaling a permanent 28 bicycle that was no longer used for the old man, and behind the car was a huge white foam box.

Seeing Si Fan get out of the car and rush up, he said enthusiastically: "Little brother, don't you eat popsicles?

Looking at the open foam box full of ice cream, and even a piece of cut red soil watermelon, not to mention more saliva, especially the watermelon, which must be the sandiest and sweetest, the pretty red color makes the speed of saliva secretion increase suddenly.

"Brother, how to sell this watermelon, I want the middle one!~" Si Fan looked at the middle piece of drool.

This watermelon is cut very much chicken thief, not cut from the middle, but slightly off in the middle, which becomes the sweetest in the middle of the watermelon on one side, and the other half is more in the center.

The old farmer of the chicken thief smiled and said, "Boss, we are all the best watermelons, three yuan a piece on the left, and ten yuan a piece on the right." ”

As soon as the quotation was made, Si Fan almost spurted blood, and the watermelons at this time were only a dozen pieces, and now the price of the watermelons in front of him would be several times higher when cut into pieces.

But looking at this sales, it is estimated that it will not be a problem to sell dozens of watermelons today.

Looking at the tender appearance of the watermelon, he could hardly bear it.

Just when he wanted to pay for half a watermelon, a buddy next to him saw Si Fan's appearance and reminded him: "You are from the engineering team, right? There are wholesale watermelon trucks in the village, all of them have been chilled, and it is still too late to buy them now, and it is a little higher than the normal market price, everyone is out to work, and it is not easy to make some money!"

The buddy who came over was wearing a vest on the upper body and pants on the bottom. The body is full of tattoos that I don't know what.

is blocked by clothes, and it looks so domineering.

When the old farmer saw this buddy, he didn't say a word, and ran away.

Following the direction of his finger, Si Fan saw that there was a van about a hundred meters in front of him, which should be air-conditioned.

Si Fan took out a few hundred-yuan tickets from his pocket and said to the terminator behind him: "You go buy some watermelons and come back, you want the best!"

The Terminator didn't hesitate and sped straight for the car. Si Fan, who was standing in place, looked at the surrounding beings and felt a lot of emotion, as for the construction site, Xiao Xu was worried about it there now. But in fact, there is nothing to do with him, all of them are terminated according to the drawings and automatically constructed, without the slightest danger and violation.

It is important to know that the vast majority of dangers are caused by violations and mistakes, as well as fatigue in work, but the Terminator does not have this problem.

This is also Si Fan's construction until now, and there may not even be an accident where his foot was hit.

In just two or three minutes, Si Fan watched the terminator rushing back with a huge bag, it seemed that there was at least forty or fifty catties of watermelons, and the huge rope net held all the watermelons, and a group of people in the place where the watermelons were sold didn't buy watermelons, so they looked at the direction of the terminator's madness. I almost rushed over to Si Fan to ask for an explanation.

Si Fan looked at the terminator and said to the buddy beside him, "How about I invite you to eat watermelon?"

Who knows, that buddy looked at the physique of the Terminator T800 enviously: "This guy is too strong, this is a special forces retirement, right?"