The area of the underground palace that Jin Rui said is half larger than that on the ground, nearly 800 square meters.

The north side of the underground palace is full of many cultural relics and antiques of all kinds of more than four meters high, which runs through the history of the flower family for thousands of years.

Each antique artifact has a price tag attached to it, ranging from 500 yuan to hundreds of thousands.

When more than a dozen buyers saw these things, they were shocked, and their eyes lit up and they quickly swept the goods in various areas.

Jin Rui walked around next to each other and finished reading it, and at first estimate, he was also secretly speechless.

At least tens of thousands of antique relics from all dynasties.

Gold and stone ceramics, bronze utensils, calligraphy and painting, Ming and Qing dynasty furniture, Buddha statues, Buddha heads, ivory products, etc., there are many kinds and countless.

Damn, where did the old boy get all these things?

They are all high-quality cultural relics, and there are at least 200 first-class national treasures, and there are dozens of rare treasures and heavy treasures.

This must be released, and it is not strange to scare a bunch of experts to death or a bunch of academicians to cry.

The number of major cultural relics smuggling cases since the founding of the People's Republic of China is simply negligible compared to here.

However, Jin Rui didn't see the lion head of the Great Tomorrow Apocalypse that was cut and stolen.

"Brother Ma, are all your goods at a clear price?"

Taking advantage of the break when the big bosses were looking at the goods, Jin Rui asked Ma Long softly.

Bull Demon King Ma Long whispered to Jin Rui about his shipping procedures.

These antique relics are placed here for the bosses to choose, and each boss must select at least 100 cultural relics, and there is no upper limit.

Those buyers who have no money and only take fine products can only do this business, and they can't find a way to break down the door next time.

None of the real big bosses have picked up less than 200 pieces.

If you can't sell the rest of the goods, you can only press your hands.

And the shipping price is also unique.

Although each item is marked with a price, the more you buy, the higher the discount.

Except for high-quality cultural relics, ordinary cultural relics such as some late Qing Dynasty and Republic of China artifacts are valued by counting and according to the number of pieces.

The more Jin Rui listened, the more chilled he became, Nima was making a movie.

If the goods in this house are released, they will be robbed like crazy immediately, and there will be no counteroffer.

Here, however, the valuation is based on the total number of pieces.

Ma Long really sells these national treasures as scrap!

Ma Long, this big tiger shark, is hiding too deeply.

"Brother, brother, my goods are still in your eyes. ”

Jin Rui gave a thumbs up: "First-class goods, I want them all!"

Sizzle!!

Ma Long and Ye Ah Gong and a few thugs surged cold.

This dragon crossing the river is really fierce enough.

As soon as you open your mouth, you have to pack all the cultural relics and antiques in most of the underground palace warehouse!

Generous!

What a real big deal!

Ma Long coughed twice, and said with a smile: "Brother, my place is only open once a year, and the people who can come here are all the few colleagues in the road in the southeast, north and south, and several of them are my old friends..."

As he spoke, Ma Long secretly pointed out the identity of the person who came to Jin Rui.

"The one who wears the mask of 'Maitreya Buddha' is Mr. Jiang from Hong Kong Island, and I won't tell you brother, half of the goods in Hong Kong's underground are out of his hands. ”

"'Captain America' is the spokesperson of the Li family in the Lion Country, specializing in porcelain. They took something from me, took it back and put it in the sea, and when they were done, they fished it out again, and they could be sold at home with a good reputation. ”

"'Bald and strong', an old connoisseur of Treasure Island. Since his grandfather's generation, he has been doing antiques in China, and the founder of Duobaotang has also done this business after going to Taiwan. In the 80s and 90s, the whole country went crazy to rob tombs, and this old guy became a nouveau riche in the past ten years, and he was so rich that he was bleeding. ”

Jin Rui was slightly stunned, and asked in a low voice, "Wang Yuanbai?"

Ma Long bowed his head lightly: "Brother, you are really a veteran who has been in the industry for many years, and there are really few people who can know Wang Yuanbai's true identity." ”

Jin Rui couldn't help but scold.

Wang Yuan Bai Jinrui knew him too well.

The reputation of this dead old man in China is very good, the first batch of businessmen who came in to open factories, famous philanthropists, factories all over the Pearl River Delta, known as Confucian businessmen.

In addition to charity, this person also donated one or two rare treasures back to China from time to time, winning a high reputation from both the official and the people.

Secretly, he is a big smuggler, mainly focusing on gold and stone calligraphy and porcelain because this traitor's mother is Japanese.

Most of Wang Yuanbai's market is in Japan, and the national treasures flowing out of his hands are worth at least hundreds of billions.

In the Japanese black market, this person has great energy, and he has a very good relationship with the Yamaguchi-gumi and several devils.

Hearing Ma Long personally say that this fat man was Wang Yuanbai, Jin Rui couldn't help but look at it twice, and he had already moved to kill.

Find a chance to kill this half-breed bastard!

Other buyers were antique dealers on the island, well-known auction houses, and smugglers from Malaysia and Indonesia.

From the words revealed by Ma Long, Jin Rui secretly deduced some intelligence and data.

These tens of thousands of cultural relics and antiques in the basement are Ma Long's inventory for one year or even two or three years.

But Malone is only a tiger shark in this sea, not yet at the level of a great white shark.

This can be imagined how serious the loss of cultural relics from overseas is every year.

Jin Rui doesn't care about cultural relics, he is only interested in things of prehistoric civilization, but it is also a little uncomfortable to see so many fine products of previous dynasties being sold.

At this time, the Malay boss wearing the Hulk mask shouted in half-baked Cantonese: "Boss Bull Demon King, this batch of goods has been a few times this year." Look at it, this Buddha's head is cracked in a few pieces, and this Buddha statue, not to mention sawing into eight petals, even the head is sawed in half..."

"What kind of level is this? Ah, now all the domestic skewers are this technology?"

Another man wearing a gray wolf mask also shouted: "The Buddha's head can still be sold for two silver, but what the hell is this stone lion head? Ah, I have been doing this business for 20 years, and I have never seen a lion head sold." ”

Ha ha!

When other buyers heard this, they couldn't help but turn back.

I saw the gray wolf pointing to a lonely stone lion's head in a wooden box and shouting.

"It's really strange, I said Lao Niu, you also accept such goods, can you tell me what is the origin of this?"

Ma Long arched his hand: "I'm sorry everyone, this lion's head makes everyone laugh." ”

"The thing was ordered by the boss, not within the scope of the transaction, and we will have to take a boat on the high seas together. ”

"I see, I thought I was old and dizzy, and I didn't know how to treasure it. ”

"Hmph, the current boss's taste is getting more and more unique, even the stone lion's head is wanted, I don't know if it's steamed or boiled. ”

Several bosses ridiculed, but the second senior brother disguised himself and didn't say a word.

Among the many antique relics, I chose what I liked, and immediately after I finished, Ma Zai stepped forward and took the things out and put them aside.

When Jin Rui heard this, he also ran over to take a look at it strangely, revealing a smile.

It turns out that you came here, but you asked my brother to find it.

The stone lion's head was hidden behind several large stone Buddha statues, no wonder Jin Rui didn't see it just now.

Squatted down and reached out to put his hand on the stone lion's head and touched it a few times, but found nothing abnormal.

However, when his hand touched the stone lion's mouth, Jin Rui slammed it, and his fingers stiffened.

At that moment, Jin Rui's heartbeat suddenly accelerated to the highest point, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

It really is!

No wonder the mountain moving dog and the golden dog will act together, it turns out that it is really it!

Trembling for ten seconds, Jin Rui came back to his senses, slowly retracted his hand, snorted softly, and walked back to Ma Long's side.

In the basement, the bosses picked and picked, scolded and scolded in their mouths, and joked with each other, but the speed in their hands did not pause at all.

Jin Rui didn't start, but asked Abin to bring him a chair and soak in a pot of oolong, and enjoy it slowly.

The other bosses couldn't help but be a little curious when they saw Jin Rui's casual morality.

The black merchant on Aodao, who was wearing a gray wolf mask, couldn't help but ask: "Is this gentleman still in the mood to drink tea?"

Jin Rui said lightly: "Give the Bull Demon King a face, and also give you a chance, let you choose first, and I'll pack the rest!"

More than a dozen bosses were shocked, and when they looked back at Jin Rui, a few of them gave a thumbs up.

A few sneered in their noses and continued to choose.

The second senior brother only looked at Jin Rui twice, and kicked a few bronze furnaces with his feet.

Ma Zai didn't say a word, picked it up and put it on the site marked with the three characters of Zhu Bajie.

At this time, the second senior brother and the bald head Qiang ran together.

The two of them fell in love with a good thing at the same time, and they also reached for it at the same time.

Well!?

The bald head said coldly: "What do you mean by the second senior brother?

The second senior brother paused, didn't speak, but held his hand.

Hum!

The bald head snorted coldly: "What do you mean? Do you understand the rules? You are the last in the tenth line, I am the first, you have to let me take a fancy to you, has no one taught you?"

The second senior brother didn't look at the bald head, so he pulled this thing and handed it to Ma Zai.

"It's turned upside down. Bull Demon King!"