Chapter 11 Hehe, It's Big!

"This crutch is made of golden silk nanmu, depending on the year, that is, it was made in the sixties and seventies of the last century, but the price is 110,000, I think it is a little expensive. ”

"Jin Cancan is very good-looking, I bought it!" Mr. Li said.

"Mr. Li, you are in good health, and it is unlucky to buy a crutch. Wei Xia spoke on the side.

"Yes, don't. After Mr. Li finished speaking, he felt wrong, looked back at Wei Xia, and frowned, "Who are you?"

"I was passing by. After Wei Xia finished speaking, he took Huang Nanxi and walked inside.

"Neurotic!" Mr. Li scolded and continued to walk around with a group of people.

As soon as he left, Wei Xia came back again, "Waiter, I want this crutch." ”

"Boss, didn't you say that you are in good health, and it is unlucky to buy this crutch?" Huang Nanxi on the side was a little speechless, "Moreover, the treasure connoisseur also said just now that this crutch is 110,000 yuan expensive." ”

Wei Xia waved his hand without speaking, and after transferring the money and getting the bill, he picked up the crutches and his eyes lit up.

The rate of return of this crutch is actually 100,000%, the price is 110,000, and the thousand-fold rate of return is 110 million!

However, no matter how valuable the golden silk nanmu is, it is not to this one.

"Could it be ......" Wei Xia looked at the head of the cane and had a guess.

At this time, Mr. Li came back with someone around, and saw Wei Xia holding a cane like a baby, realizing that he had been fooled, and frowned and asked the old man: "Have you just looked carefully? This crutch is sure that it is not even worth 110,000?"

This kid thought he had picked up a treasure, but in fact he had to pay at least 40,000 or 50,000 yuan. The old man scoffed.

Having said that, but being fooled, Mr. Li was still a little unhappy, and mocked: "Boy, are you not in good health, do you need this crutch?"

"Mr. Li, this crutch will be sold to you for 10 million, or not?" Wei Xia said.

"Neurotic. Mr. Li frowned.

Wei Xia smiled, took the cane backwards, and then smashed it on the ground hard!

Bang bang bang!

"Boss!" Huang Nanxi exclaimed, this is 110,000 yuan, no matter how rich you are, you can't lose like this!

"Stupid. Mr. Li shook his head and was about to leave, but he heard a click, the head of the cane was torn apart, and then there was a sound of steel knocking.

When I looked closely, a sword hilt was exposed.

There's a sword hidden in the crutch!

"Sure enough, there's something inside!" Wei Xia slowly drew his sword.

"Wu Wangfu sent a sword??!!! isn't there only nine swords?"

An exclamation sounded, and an old woman trotted over, staring at the sword with burning eyes, and said, "Little friend, can you let me take a look?"

Wei Xia nodded and handed it to her.

"It's really Wu Wangfu's sword! But this one is bigger than the nine that have been unearthed in the world, what's going on. The old woman frowned and pondered, and after a while, she suddenly realized, "Nine is the supreme, but the dragon gives birth to nine sons, and Wu Wangfu actually has a total of ten swords, which are the mother sword, and this is the mother sword!"

"How much is this sword worth?" asked Wei Xia.

"The market price of a sub-sword is about 30 million, this belongs to the mother sword, and there is not much rust around it, and the integrity of the preservation is the best, at least it is worth 100 million, but I estimate that 150 million people are willing to ask for it!" replied the old woman.

Mr. Li and the old man were stunned.

"Old woman, then I will sell you 110 million, do you want it?" Wei Xia asked.

"I can't afford it. Reluctantly, the old woman handed the sword back.

"Mr. Li, do you want it?" Wei Xia asked.

Mr. Li's face turned pale, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.

The young lady of the car model covered her chest again, "Boss, do you really have clairvoyance?"

"Of course, young lady, you can't cover it, hehe, it's so big!"

The movement outside had already attracted the old man with glasses in the antique recycling room.

When he saw Wei Xia take out a Wu Wangfu sword worth 110 million from the crutches priced at 110,000,000 yuan, a cold sweat suddenly fell.

The old man was a treasure connoisseur hired by this shop, and he also appraised this crutch, but he didn't find anything else in the crutch, but it was picked up by a kid.

It is equivalent to more than 100 million profits slipping out of the hands!

If you let the boss know, you won't pick his skin.

"Has he paid?" the old man with glasses hurriedly asked the waiter, still holding on to the last bit of luck, if he didn't give it, he could play tricks and not sell it.

After getting an affirmative answer, the old-eyed old man's heart was like ashes.