In the morning, Hao Meng got up early in the morning, went back to the house on the outskirts of the city, and got a few clothes.

"Otherwise, you're buying a bed, don't sleep in the sand every day, isn't there an empty room upstairs!" While eating breakfast, Wei Shufen lowered her head and said.

Of course, Hao Meng has no opinions, as long as she is not afraid of any accidents, what is she afraid of. Hehe smiled and nodded, turned his head just to see Guoguo's big eyes looking at him, and squeezed, the villain knows everything, it's not so easy to fool. "Adults talk, children listen to something, hurry up and eat!"

The little guy was not afraid of him, so he pouted at him, picked up the small bowl and drank the porridge, and ran over to play with the computer.

"I'll go out and call me if there's something!" Hao Meng finished breakfast and was about to go to the thrift market again, which was about to become his place of work.

In fact, it is not fast to make money by repairing rags, far less than repairing antiques or something, and the money is fast. It's not that Hao Meng doesn't want to do that, it's that he doesn't have a chance, antiques are not something that ordinary people can play with, we can't recognize the real or fake, unless, the 'recycle bin' prompts.

Sighing, no culture or no, go back and buy a few books about philately, antiques, and collecting, and come back to see, and have a long insight.

In the primitive accumulation stage, you still have to rely on those rags!

Hao Meng stood at the door, looked at the old tricycle outside, and pondered, should we change to a four-wheeled one? Anyway, I'm a 'boss' now, isn't it!

……

Thrift Market!

"Ding: Existing 'huge' items of repair value!"

Hao Meng was stunned for a moment and walked into the store next to him that sold old furniture.

"How much does this chair cost?"

"Three thousand!" The boss squinted at Hao Meng, lowered his head and continued to be busy with his own affairs.

"How much?" Hao Meng narrowed his eyes.

"Three thousand, that chair is made of mahogany, an old object, a thing from the Qing Dynasty!" The boss said in a deep voice.

Hao Meng rolled his eyes and said, "Boss, you told me that it was useless, and I don't know any mahogany or non-mahogany, and I don't want antiques, so I want to buy a few pieces of old furniture that can still be used, this double bed that can still be used, and the two chairs that are about to rot, and the big desk, how much money?" ”

This boss is also very funny, and he also watched people eat, and when he heard Hao Meng say this, he also smiled, put down the work in his hand, straightened his waist, and said: "Two hundred beds, eight hundred chairs, and one thousand for the desk!" ”

"The bed is 100, the chair is 50, and the desk is quite new, so it can't be made of mahogany, right?" Hao Meng went over and knocked and said.

The owner of the old furniture store shook his head and said, "Those two chairs are old things, at least eight hundred, and this boss's table is also the one I just received, good wood, real materials, and the minimum is one thousand." If you buy those two chairs, I'll give you the first bed, don't you think? ”

"No!" Hao Meng shook his head with a smile and said, "Those two broken chairs, let's leave them to someone who is destined, I want this big desk and this double bed, and I will give you a thousand together, okay?" ”

"Those two chairs are really good things, Qing Dynasty objects, if others want to buy them, I won't sell them...... One thousand one! "The owner of the old furniture store, returned the price.

"Okay!" Hao Meng paid for the bed and the large desk. Beds and desks that don't have to be 'fixed' to use!

The double bed and desk were loaded into the car and pulled straight back to the store.

The bed was moved directly to the second floor, and Hao Meng's current strength to lift two hundred kilograms of things does not take much effort, and it is not enough to focus on it, it is estimated that it is the role of the 'primary genetic medicine' given by the recycling station.

"Sister Shufen, don't let anyone go upstairs, I'm in trouble!" Hao Meng pulled Wei Shufen over, whispered a word, and turned his head upstairs. In normal times, few people come upstairs, but the little daughter-in-law who runs a clothing store next door sometimes comes to borrow the toilet!

Upstairs there are two bedrooms, a big one, a small one, the big Wei Shufen mother and daughter are living, Hao Meng put the double bed in the small bedroom. The small building facing the street is a commercial and residential house, which was designed in this way when the business was first opened, and the downstairs can be rented out as a façade, and the second floor can be lived.

The small bedroom puts down a double bed, the place is a little narrow, but one person lives, enough, but there is only one window in the room, and the color light is a little worse.

Hao Meng put his desk in the 'recycle bin' at his fingertips. That's right, this large desk is an item with "huge" repair value that has been prompted by the 'recycle bin'.

Desk: Normal item, white, recovery value, 4 gold coins.

There is nothing peculiar about the desk, it is made of ordinary solid wood, and the problem is that in the white circle of the desk, there is a touch of purple, which is very dazzling!

"What's that?" Hao Meng curiously transferred his spiritual power, and after studying it for a while, he figured out that under the desk, there was a mezzanine.

Or, it can't be said to be called a mezzanine, lie down, from the ground, there is a piece of wood, and the material of the whole table is a little different, of course, if it is not for the 'recycling station' prompt, Hao Meng will not be able to appear, there is no trace of the connection, and the appearance is still smeared with paint, unless the table is split, or with the naked eye, it will not be visible!

Hao Meng found a knife to cut the fruit, and it took a lot of effort to dig it out. This fast wood, with a length of 30 centimeters, a width of 10 centimeters, and a thickness of 3 or 4 centimeters, put it in my hand, weighed it twice, and I was afraid that it would weigh more than ten catties, and it was quite heavy.

"Millennial Agarwood: A Valuable Wood, Recycling Price: 6ooo Gold Coins."

"Found the baby!" Hao Meng muttered to himself, such a small piece of wood can be sold for 6,000 gold coins, which is definitely a treasure, equivalent to the price of millions of catties of paper shells.

Of course, that's not how the price counts!

"How many gold coins do you need to repair this thousand-year-old agarwood?" Hao Meng couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Ding: Six million!"

"I,!" Hao Meng scolded, and said in his heart, what is the matter with this wood made of gold, damn, a complete thousand-year-old agarwood costs six million? Isn't that 120 million R.m.B? Just repair at this price, how high is the selling price, 800 million, or 1 billion?

First put this thousand-year-old agarwood in the corner of the warehouse, Hao Meng hasn't figured out what to do with it for the time being, the price given by the recycling station is too low, only 6,000 gold coins, that is, the price of a tattered sale, let's put it first, anyway, the thing is there, and it can't run, and I'll talk about it later.

Coming down from upstairs, Hao Meng took his laptop and checked the information only to know that agarwood was all sold. From 1,000 to 10,000, it is really more expensive than gold, and the price of the thousand-year-old agarwood in his hand is even more expensive, it is a 'purple' thousand-year-old agarwood!

This is a big baby, I will have no money in the future, not to mention anything else, take a small knife, take out the thousand-year-old agarwood material, cut a small piece and sell it, it will be enough to live for ten or eight years!

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