"I have to work hard in the future, and work hard to receive more good babies!"

"Okay, boss!"

Zhang Heng encouraged his employees, and looking at the enthusiastic appearance of the employees, Zhang Heng's face showed a smile.

He can put the matter of the recycle bin company down for the time being.

Now he can go to Dong Jiayuan to see if there is a suitable baby.

Zhang Heng had already been to Dongjiayuan once before, and this time he revisited his hometown and returned to Dongjiayuan.

He looked at the familiar storefronts and streets around him.

There is a feeling of revisiting the old place in my heart.

Zhang Heng came this time to choose a suitable chair, preferably a mahogany chair that belonged to antiques during the Qing Dynasty.

This kind of stuff is expensive.

Basically, there are no such chairs sold at ordinary roadside stalls.

However, Zhang Heng still did not give up looking for it at the roadside stall, maybe he could see such a suitable baby in the roadside stall.

But alas.

No!

Zhang Heng did not find a suitable chair at the roadside stall, and he was not discouraged.

As for whether he could find a suitable chair at the roadside stall, Zhang Heng didn't have much expectation in his heart.

Since there are no roadside stalls.

Zhang Heng can go to the store to take a look.

There is a store of "Gu Bao Zhai" on the side of the road, and this store has a lot of wooden furniture.

It seems that Zhang Heng hopes to find the chair he needs in this store.

Zhang Heng had such an expectation in his heart, and he walked into "Gu Bao Zhai".

The boss of "Gu Bao Zhai" is a little fat man, seeing someone entering the store, the little fat man's face was full of smiles, and he ran to Zhang Heng quickly and said to Zhang Heng.

"Sir, what treasure do you want to see?"

The boss of "Gu Bao Zhai" is surnamed Pang, and others call him Boss Pang, and he has been mixed in Dongjiayuan, one acre and three points of land, for more than ten years.

He is very familiar with every grass and tree here in Dongjiayuan.

He is a good person, but he has a fatal problem.

This problem is that Boss Pang likes to sell fakes.

Although he treats customers very warmly, most of the treasures in his shop are fake, and there is nothing genuine.

He can only deceive the foreigners, but he can't deceive the locals at all.

The local people have suffered a lot of losses and beneficials here, and now they have all learned this lesson and know that there is nothing good about the treasures in Boss Pang's store.

One could even say.

The treasures in his store are all fakes.

So don't look at him as if he is particularly enthusiastic about Zhang Heng, but in his heart, he already treats Zhang Heng as a fat sheep to be slaughtered.

Prepare a good Zai Zhang Heng stroke.

Zhang Heng naturally didn't know this, of course Zhang Heng wouldn't be afraid if he knew, his eyes looked at the store, and then he turned around and asked Boss Pang.

"Boss Pang, do you have any good treasures in this store?"

When Boss Pang heard Zhang Heng's words, he hurriedly ran over, he bowed and bent over as if he was very enthusiastic, and he asked Zhang Heng.

"What kind of baby do you need, sir?"

Zhang Heng thought for a moment and said.

"Like that kind of mahogany furniture from the Qing Dynasty, do you have it here?"

When Boss Pang heard this, he was slightly stunned.

Good guy, as soon as you open your mouth, you want the mahogany furniture of the Qing Dynasty, this thing is really a good baby!

It can be said that each piece is an antique, and any piece can be sold for hundreds of thousands or even a million!

If he really had that kind of mahogany furniture from the Qing Dynasty in this store, and there were such treasures, it would not be so bad that the whole store would still be in such a recession.

Of course, Boss Pang would not say this to Zhang Heng.

His face was only slightly stunned, and it returned to normal in a blink of an eye, he looked at Zhang Heng and said.

"Of course there is! I have all the mahogany furniture, yellow wood furniture, and other furniture here. I just don't know what kind of furniture you want, sir?"

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said.

"Is there a chair like that?"

When Boss Pang heard this, he slapped his thigh and said with an exaggerated expression on his face.

"What a coincidence! I have the baby you want in this store, a few days ago our store happened to receive a chair that meets your requirements, let me tell you, this chair is still the emperor sat on!"

"Sir, how is it? Shall we go over and have a look?"

When Zhang Heng heard this, he was also a little excited.

The chair that the emperor sat on, that was really angry

Pie, what would it be like to buy this chair back and move it to your own office and sit on it yourself?

It's just a pity that this is bought as an antique, and the price must be very expensive.

Unlike Zhang Heng, if he buys some abandoned treasures, the price will be much cheaper.

It can be said that there is basically no cost!

It only takes some points to fix it!

Just like the previous mahogany desk, Zhang Heng only bought it for a hundred yuan.

And that mahogany desk was worth millions.

In comparison, that hundred dollars is nothing at all.

It can even be said that there is no cost at all!

It's a pity that this kind of thing is unavoidable, Zhang Heng sighed.

Boss Pang, who was walking in front, heard Zhang Heng's sigh and turned his head to look at Zhang Heng.

"Sir, do we want to see the mahogany chair that the emperor sat on?"

"Go, of course!" Zhang Heng said without the slightest hesitation, and he was also looking forward to the chair that the emperor had sat on.

"Okay, please come here, please!"

Boss Pang took Zhang Heng to the backyard, where more than a dozen chairs were placed, all of which looked gorgeous.

"Sir, these chairs are made of solid wood, but they are not antiques, and each one is worth a few thousand yuan!"

"The mahogany chair left over from the Qing Dynasty, the emperor used to sit in it, the price is a little expensive, sir, do you want to consider it?"

When Boss Pang said this, he glanced at Zhang Heng, and he was a little worried that Zhang Heng would not be able to pay.

It was a real antique, although the chair in Boss Pang's hand was a fake, but Boss Pang was still ready to sell the fake for a high price of three million.

Boss Pang is not afraid that the people in front of him will not know the goods, what he is most afraid of is that Zhang Heng will not be able to pay the bill.

That's three million, not an ordinary small number!

Boss Pang looked at Zhang Heng, he saw that Zhang Heng's dress and temperament did not look like a poor person, but it was worth three million, and he still had to confirm with Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng heard Boss Pang's words, smiled slightly, and said.

"If it's true, I can afford a reasonable price!"

When Boss Pang heard this, he was immediately happy, and he said to Zhang Heng.

"Nacheng, sir, please come here!"