Shenhao: I can modify the production date of everything

A young man drove over in a car. The upper body of the car was like a van. It had a large space inside, which could accommodate several people and load goods.

But the chassis part is like an off-road vehicle, the wheels are big and heavy, and the chassis is high, and there are some mud stains on the body, as if it has just been driven in the mountains.

Zhang Yu smiled, opened the co-pilot's door, and sat in: "Let's go."

The car drove very fast, and it didn't take long to leave Yangcheng and head for the suburbs.

More than an hour later, the modified car came to a small yard in the suburbs.

After the vehicle was parked, the young man jumped down and smiled strangely: "Brother, please."

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows and followed the young man in.

The yard is not big, only 45 square meters, and it is full of weeds. It seems that no one has been here for a long time.

The two stepped on the weeds and walked into the house.

The room was quite clean, with a table, a few stools, and some shovels, ropes and other tools in the corner.

"Brother, wait a moment, I'll contact the owner." The young man helped Zhang Yu move the stool, then took out the phone and walked outside.

Zhang Yu sat down slowly, waiting for the so-called cargo owner to arrive.

"Da da da."

About half an hour later, he heard noisy footsteps coming from outside, probably four or five people, one of them was very soft, either a woman or a child.

As footsteps approached, the door was pushed open.

Five men entered, including a young boy who appeared to be in his teens.

Although he was young, his steps were vigorous, his eyes were sharp and fierce, and his small black hands were covered with calluses.

"Brother Hu, this is..." The thin young man hurried forward, wanting to introduce him, but he was embarrassed to think that he didn't know Zhang Yu's name yet, so he looked at Zhang Yu for help.

"Zhang." Zhang Yu looked at the people in front of him and said flatly.

"Boss Zhang, this is Brother Hu. Nearby is a man with hands and eyes, and he has a lot of good stuff." The young man introduced Zhang Yu to Brother Hu again.

"Both of you, talk. I'll go out and wait." After introducing the two of them, the young man opened the door and walked out.

They are intermediaries who are only responsible for getting two groups of people to meet and then get paid for their hard work. He doesn't ask any questions about what the two sides negotiated and what the result was.

The more you know about this business, the faster you will die. Young people still understand this truth.

That Brother Hu walked to the table, sat down unhurriedly, looked at Zhang Yu and said slowly: "Boss Zhang, sit down."

Zhang Yu sat down and looked at Brother Hu in front of him.

In his 40s, his temples are slightly white, his eyes are fierce, and there is a long scar on the left side of his face, which runs across most of his face, making him look extremely vicious.

"Boss Zhang wants to buy something, how much?"

Zhang Yu smiled slightly: "It depends on the quality and price of the local goods."

In fact, he thought that someone else had set him up, and another wave of killers came, but he didn't expect that it was really a local seller.

If the price is really right, you can also buy some and put them in the antique shop. As for the source of the antique, he doesn't ask, and he doesn't want to know.

When Brother Hu heard this sentence, he pursed his chin and thought about it, as if he wanted to consider what kind of local products to produce.

"Old dog, come on number five." Brother Hu thought for a while, then spoke to the younger brothers behind him.

"Okay." A timid man who looked to be in his 50s walked out, and walked in after a while carrying a dark wooden box.

Put it in front of Zhang Yu, and then opened the box.

It should be a double-eared incense burner from around the Song Dynasty, made of bronze, and the workmanship is average. It may have been used in the bedroom of a large folk family.

Zhang Yu sneered and said, "We can't continue talking about this thing."

The price of this incense burner is around 400 million, which may be a lot of money for these people, but it is too little for him.

If there is no good product worth tens of millions, he is not interested in taking a closer look.

"What do you mean?" Brother Hu's face changed a little. They came all the way, could it be that they were set off by someone.

Zhang Yu ignored Brother Hu, and just pointed at the incense burner with his finger: "How did you get this?"

Brother Hu paused: "One million, no bargaining."

He knows that the market price of this incense burner is more than 200 million. If it can be sold at the auction, it should be able to sell more, but the private transaction is about [-]% off and [-]% off, and it is an expert.

After all, it didn't cost them much to get it, and they just wanted to take the money and leave.

"That's it?"

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes, then got up and was about to leave: "You still need to talk to me about the business of 100 million, don't talk to me if you don't have ten million."

He is very busy now, and he has no time to play house with these little thieves. The business of several million is too small, and it is not enough for him to furnish New Grange.

Brother Hu's face was blue and red, he took a long breath, and invited Zhang Yu back.

"Boss Zhang, right? We have some good ones. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to take them out before."

Brother Hu said a few words with an apologetic smile, then turned to look at the old dog and said, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and bring all our good things up."

"Okay, okay." Several people froze for a moment, then hurried out.

Three or four minutes later, several people brought back several boxes, put them in front of Zhang Yu, and opened them all.

One of them was in the photo that the thin young man showed Zhang Yu before, a Song Dynasty celadon.

In addition, there are enamel colors from the Qing Dynasty, two jade ruyis, and a black unicorn of unknown material.

Zhang Yu analyzed it carefully. Among these antiques, only the celadon is worth about 5000 million.

As for the black unicorn, he couldn't see the material, it looked like jade but not jade, he couldn't tell.

He pointed to the black unicorn and asked, "What is this?"

Brother Hu smiled slightly: "This one is amazing. I found it in a large tomb of the Qin Dynasty. For this piece of jade, it can be said that I was close to death. Three of my brothers also died. It is definitely a national treasure."

In fact, he didn't know what this piece of unicorn was. It was picked up in a cemetery in the Qin Dynasty when he was still the younger brother and went to the grave with his elder brother a few years ago.

At that time, the unicorn was thrown into the corner of the tomb by the owner of the tomb, and he picked it up. He felt that no matter how important it was, it was the precious jade of the Qin Dynasty. He wanted to sell it for a high price, but he has not sold it until now.

Moreover, this piece of jade is still a bit evil, he can't wait to get rid of it sooner, even if it is cheaper.