The antique lovers who were robbing heard his scolding, and they were also very afraid of the court that the eighteenth layer of hell had turned into, and they stopped one after another.

Wu Fei saw that they all stopped, and said again: "Have you all gone to the Heaven and Earth Bank to exchange Huaxia coins? Only Huaxia coins are accepted here, not dark coins, I advise you to hurry up and exchange them, I will wait here, I will sell it to whoever comes early, but the premise is that one person can only buy one piece!"

After he finished speaking, all the ghosts who were still robbing the antiques just now rushed out of the supermarket and ran to the Tiandi Bank opposite the supermarket.

Wu Fei once again helplessly sorted out his crooked ghost clothes, and he called the ghost messenger at the door of the supermarket and said.

"In the future, if we come to the supermarket to buy something from the ghost people, first ask them if they have exchanged Huaxia coins. ”

The oni said yes and returned to the door to continue guarding.

Wu Fei put these messed up antiques back in place.

Soon the first antique enthusiast who had finished exchanging Huaxia coins returned.

He excitedly rushed to the antique counter, picked up the jade carving with a price of 10 million Huaxia coins and said, "I want this!"

"Okay, go to the cash register and pay the bill!"

Wu Fei smiled and nodded slightly, thinking to himself: "This ghost people who love antiques are indeed rich, and they directly added fifty percent to the original price, and they don't even care!"

Zhao Zihao's first batch of antiques was only 23 pieces, which were not sold at all, and were soon swept away by these hungry antique lovers.

But there were also antique hobby ghosts who had finished exchanging Huaxia coins one after another, and they all stood in place and looked at Wu Fei.

Wu Fei cleared his throat and said: "Don't worry, the supermarket owner Manager Zhao has already vigorously purchased antiques in Yangjian, and new antiques will arrive soon, and your needs will definitely be met at that time!"

When the ghosts saw him say this, although they couldn't buy it now, at least they had hope, so that they wouldn't look at the antiques in other people's hands like before.

They were just about to leave, when Wu Fei's voice sounded again.

"Also, do you also buy some other things, such as tea, such as tobacco and alcohol, or snacks, etc., after the antiques, there is everything in the supermarket now!"

The ghosts also noticed that the rows of things on the shelves, anyway, they had already exchanged a lot of Huaxia coins, and they could also buy some other things.

Wu Fei looked at these ghost people, and his eyes were all aimed at other things, and then he called another ghost messenger and said.

"You hurry up and remit all the money you bought just now to Manager Zhao, and let him send another batch of antiques today anyway, it doesn't matter if the price is high or low. ”

The ghost almost nodded and went to run errands, and he also went out of the supermarket again, preparing to go to the Yama Hall to tell the king of Yama and Judge Cui the good news that the antiques were sold out.

Zhao Zihao was originally sleeping with Li Jia in his arms, but suddenly he felt a cold stinging pain in his ears and woke up from his dream.

When she woke up, she saw that the little ghost head who had grown up again was standing at the head of her bed, covering her eyes with one hand and twisting her ears with the other.

"It hurts, it hurts!

Zhao Zihao hurriedly shouted in a low voice.

After the little ghost heard Zhao Zihao's voice, she let go of her hand, but the hand she covered her eyes did not put down.

"The antiques in the Difu supermarket have been bought, and they have remitted the money to you, so that you have to send a batch of antiques today no matter what, and it doesn't matter if the price is high or low. ”

The little ghost quickly conveyed the matter of the Difu supermarket, and then ran back to the mobile phone.

After Zhao Zihao listened to the words of the little ghost, his original sleepiness disappeared completely, he originally thought that this batch of antiques would be sold out in the underworld for a while, but he never expected that they would be sold out so quickly, and he also remitted the money to himself.

He picked up his bedside mobile phone and saw that there was indeed another bank arrival message on it.

"Your bank card, 132,000,000 yuan! The current total balance is 207096340 yuan. ”

After Zhao Zihao saw the numbers on it clearly, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"What, the 66 million antiques that have been burned in the past have actually given me an extra 132 million yuan? Could it be that 50 percent of the antiques in the supermarket are directly sold out?"

His surprise finally woke up the sleeping Li Jia.

Li Jia turned over, pressed his body tightly against Zhao Zi's body, and muttered, "What's wrong, Zihao?"

Zhao Zihao hurriedly put the phone aside again, he gently patted Li Jia's back and said, "It's okay, it's okay, sleep!

Zhao Zihao listened to Li Jia's even breathing and knew that she had fallen asleep again, but he couldn't sleep.

He thought that since it didn't matter how much money was said in the supermarket, could he buy hundreds of thousands of dollars and burn them himself?

If you are selling a few batches of antiques like this, won't you have enough money to buy a villa?

The sky in the east gradually turned white, and Li Jia also woke up from her dream.

She dreamed last night that Zhao Zihao bought her a new good car, and then drove her around.

She just wanted to tell Zhao Zihao about her dream, but she saw Zhao Zihao half-hugging herself, leaning on the head of the bed, with dark circles under his eyes.

She asked in surprise, "Zihao, what's wrong with you, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Zhao Zihao didn't sleep well, he hadn't slept since he received the news of the little ghost.

"I'm fine, I had insomnia last night, let's get up, I have to go to Yaquzhai again today to buy antiques." ”

After getting up, Li Jia simply made breakfast for Zhao Zihao, and Zhao Zihao ate two casually and asked Li Jia to drive to Yaquzhai again.

It's just past seven o'clock now, and Zhao Zihao is not sure if Wang Jiu got up, but he came here and knocked on the door.

At this time, Wang Jiu and Lao Li were both practicing morning exercises in the backyard, and he didn't care when he heard someone knocking on the door.

But the door was knocked continuously, and after running for a week, he said to Lao Li beside him: "Xiao Li, you go open the door and see who it is!"

Lao Li nodded silently and walked to the gate of the front yard.

When he opened the door, he saw Zhao Zihao standing outside the door with an embarrassed face.

"You, why are you here so early!" Lao Li asked Zhao Zihao in surprise.

Yesterday, Wang Jiu agreed to help him continue to find 200-5 million antiques in the circle, but the time was the afternoon he was invited to make.

Zhao Zihao said embarrassedly: "Get up early, get up early, is Wang Lao up?"

Lao Li's paralyzed face twitched again, and then said, "Come in with me!"

Wang Jiu had finished his work and was eating breakfast, and he was also a little surprised to see Lao Li bring Zhao Zihao in.

"Brother Zhao, why are you here so early?"

Then he pointed to the breakfast on the table and asked, "Eat a piece?"

Zhao Zihao hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's really ashamed to disturb you Wang Lao so early!"

Wang Jiu also put down the dishes and chopsticks, and he asked Zhao Zihao with a smile: "There must be something to do so early?"

Zhao Zihao thought for a while, anyway, this time the Difu supermarket asked himself not to limit the price, he said: "Elder Wang, I want to buy all the antiques below one million in your warehouse!"

Wang Jiu was not as shocked as the last two times, but frowned, and he looked Zhao Zihao up and down carefully.

Zhao Zihao was a little uncomfortable by his gaze.

"What's the matter? Old Wang, can't you sell the low-grade antiques in your warehouse?"

Wang Jiu shook his head, and he said, "It's not that it can't be sold, I just want to know what you are doing when you buy so many antiques!"

"Huh!"

Zhao Zihao was speechless again, he could let Li Jia and Su Youyou know about burning antiques, but he couldn't let Wang Jiu know.

Wang Jiu's eyes narrowed when he saw him speechless, and he asked again: "Brother Zhao, do you want to transport all these antiques abroad?"

At the beginning just now, Wang Jiu really didn't care, he just thought that Zhao Zihao was a rich son, so he bought some and put them at home as decorations.

But I didn't expect to buy more and more, and these times I bought them in batches, and there were price requirements.

Judging from the perspective of his tinkering with antiques for so many years, Zhao Zihao is likely to ask someone else to buy it, and he also asked people to inquire about Zhao Zihao.

The original Zhao Zihao was a hard-working child in the village, and suddenly became rich one day.

It was also after Zhao Zihao left last night, under Lao Li's reminder, that he thought about whether Zhao Zihao was doing things for a big foreign consortium, but he was only suspicious.

Zhao Zihao knew that Wang Jiu had misunderstood himself, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Elder Wang, you misunderstood, smuggling cultural relics? I don't dare to borrow my two guts? Not to mention that these are the treasures of our China, of course we have to stay in our China, if I smuggle cultural relics, let alone the law, my faith will not allow me to do this!"

After he said these words, he added in his heart, "The underworld is also the underworld of Huaxia, and staying in the underworld is the same as staying in Huaxia!"

Wang Jiu saw that Zhao Zihao said sincerely, and he also thought of Zhao Zihao's power of faith, which was indeed magical, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then his tone softened a little and continued: "It's impossible to sell them all to you, after all, I can't do your business alone. ”

Zhao Zihao felt that what Wang Jiu said was right, he was in a hurry just now, so he said that he would buy all the antiques below 1 million yuan from Wang Jiu.

Wang Jiu's warehouse, he went down yesterday, and the most in it were antiques under one million, not to mention a few thousand, and if he collected them all, his 200 million Huaxia coins would not be enough!

"Then how much can you give me, Elder Wang?" Zhao Zihao asked cautiously.

Wang Jiu thought for a moment, stretched out a finger and said, "A thousand!"

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