Zeng Gong was stunned for a moment.

Behind him, the white old man, whose blonde hair was already snow-white, caught up breathlessly.

"Old man, do you have anything to do?" Respect for the old and love for the young, traditional virtues, although he is now in a foreign land, Zeng Gong still does not dare to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Old Mark held the tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, gasping for breath, the hot feeling in his throat was indescribable, and his old face was red from crawling all over the ravine.

Zeng Gong frowned, stretched out his hand and patted a few acupoints on the old man's back.

"Whew, thanks, I'm feeling better. Old Mark felt much more relaxed and quickly thanked him.

"Sir, will you give me the crystal stereotype?" said old Mark, a little embarrassed.

"Is crystal stereotypical? No. Zeng Gong shook his head firmly.

"I remember the crystal stereotype of 200,000 dollars, how about I give you 500,000?" said Old Mark with a deep breath.

"Not for sale. Zeng Gong frowned slightly, looking a little impatient.

"500,000?" The stall owner suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, so he couldn't fall down.

Oh my God, what did I just do, 500,000 yuan, I, I actually sold it for 2,000 dollars, and I was sad.

"If you think it's less, the price is negotiable. Old Mark rubbed his hands and looked at Zeng Gong earnestly.

As a senior scholar of Mayan civilization research, the crystal stereotype in Zeng Gong's hand is so precious that it can almost be compared with the mysterious crystal skull, and he was deeply shocked at a glance, the star map, this is the star map drawn by the Mayans in the early days, if it wasn't for the credit card that I didn't bring with me at that time, 200,000 US dollars would be a trivial matter.

"It's not about money, I'm also interested in the star map of the Mayan civilization. Zeng Gong shook his head, the crystal star map is a priceless treasure, and it is difficult to measure it with money at all.

No matter how ignorant and unlearned the stall owner is, he knows what he has sold, it is a priceless treasure, he looked at Zeng Gong angrily, the damned Chinese guy, he actually dared to lie to him, but unfortunately he didn't have the pistol with him.

"You know?" Old Mark looked at Zeng Gong with some surprise.

In his impression, there seemed to be no such young people in the circle of studying the Mayan civilization, especially Asian.

"Of course I know that in the future it will be one of my collections, a crystal star map from the Mayan civilization, what an interesting thing, but unfortunately not a crystal skull. Zeng Gong expressed his 'regret'.

Collectibles? Old Mark is even more messy.

Such a precious piece of civilization is just a collector's item, oh my God, old Mark felt a dull pain in his heart, and there seemed to be signs of a heart attack.

"God, sir, don't you know the value of its collection?" said old Mark, bitterly.

"Whatever its research value, it's just my trophy. Zeng Gong shook his head, he didn't care about Old Mark's mentality at this time.

"Sir, sir, this is your two thousand dollars, and I won't sell the crystal stereotype. The stall owner interrupted the conversation with a stack of dollars.

"Don't sell, who gave you face, I have the invoice you issued here, and now you actually say that you don't sell, who do you think you are?" Zeng Gong sneered.

He's seen too much bullshit, and there's no shortage of this one in front of him.

"I, I'm one of the heirs of the Crow tribe, and if you take the crystal stereotype away, you'll face the wrath of thousands of Indians. The stall owner held back for a long time, and finally said resentfully.

"My name is Zeng Gong, and the Qinglian Ranch near Livingston is mine, you can find me there. Zeng Gong's eyes shone coldly, and he said in a cold voice.

The stall owner of Qinglian Ranch was frightened and took a few steps back.

Although he was a little uneducated and unskilled, he was kicked out of his home by the chief's father, and he didn't have anything to do to make a living, so he took root in the New York thrift market, but he still knew a lot about Montana, and the fierceness of the owner of Qinglian Ranch was chilling to think about, coupled with the 100th special soldier who patrolled day and night, now Qinglian Ranch is simply impregnable, and it is one of the most difficult forces in Montana to provoke.

"You, are you really that Asian?" the stall owner's face turned white with fright.

"Why are there any other Asians in Qinglian Ranch?" Zeng Gong looked at the stall owner playfully.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zeng, Mr. Zeng is a misunderstanding, I don't want your money, the crystal stereotype and that diary are even my gifts to you. The stall owner said with a bitter face.

"I don't lack that money, if you have any opinions, you can go to Qinglian Ranch to find me. Zeng Gong glanced at the stall owner and left directly.

"Hey, hey" Old Mark waved his hand in vain, and in the blink of an eye, Zeng Gong disappeared from his eyes.

"Whew. ”

Walking out of the thrift market, Zeng Gong let out a sigh, he didn't expect to have such a harvest in it, it was worth the trip.

Return to the hotel.

"Hey, Dwyan, why are you in New York?" Zeng Gong looked at Wade in some surprise, and was very surprised to meet him here.

"We have a game tomorrow, Mr. Zeng, are you coming to New York to play, I have a ticket for tomorrow, will you come tomorrow?" Wade also felt very lucky to be able to meet Zeng Gong in New York.

Tomorrow's game, Zeng Gong was not sure if he could go, shook his head and rejected Wade.

"Dwyan, I've bought the Nets, I'm going to move to Pittsburgh, think about whether to join?" Although he couldn't go to the game, Zeng Gong still sent an olive branch to Wade again.

"Nets, so fast?" Wade was amazed at Zeng Gong's speed and passion.

"Yes, Knicks, Dolan and his son don't sell, and I can't do anything, just as the Nets are about to sell, it's not too expensive, and it's not bad to buy. Zeng Gong shrugged his shoulders, he was so willful, he could do what he wanted.

"Zeng, I'd love to join your team, but I have a deal with that guy in Cleveland. Wade said sheepishly.

It's hard to refuse.

"Then come over together, who you want to be teammates is a matter of your words. Zeng Gong said indifferently.

"This," Wade gritted his teeth and said, "From next year, no matter what, I'll only play for the Heat for two years, and then I'll be on your team for the rest of my life?"

"Well, that's your own thing, but before you do, you'll have to introduce me to a few reliable players. Zeng Gong nodded, he knew that Wade was an emotional guy, so he no longer forced him to make a choice.

"How about Chris Paul, his contract is coming soon, we're good friends and I can persuade him to join the Nets. Wade immediately introduced his friend.

"Paul is coming to the East, aren't you going to win the championship with that guy from Cleveland?"