gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 114

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The red cloth was lifted, and the four rolls of parchment were closed and placed on the table.

"As for the four maps, I can only say that they are rumored to be Captain Kidd's treasure map, and I can only guarantee that these are the four maps that appeared successively in the last century, but whether they are really related to Captain Kidd's treasure, I wonder There is no way to guarantee it.” Cuomo said this, which meant that Christie’s confirmed that the four maps were not imitated by others based on the four maps that appeared at that time, but they wanted to explain that getting the maps may not necessarily lead to the treasure.

Or to put it another way, getting the map has nothing to do with finding the treasure.

Maybe a certain corrupt person in the history of Interland got Captain Kidd's map privately, and it may not be possible to take the treasure away first.

Historically, it was rumored that Captain Kidd buried tens of millions of pounds (gold coins) in treasures, and Intland finally found 200 million. It stands to reason that each treasure map represents 200 million pounds that year, and today’s value is [-] million U.S. dollars. , but no one has ever actually found even a silver coin.

"Brother Gun, what's the use of taking pictures of this thing, others have already looked for it."

Fang Hong: "Have you noticed that my luck is like the sky of Xichuan, with crows and magpies flying around the same screen?"

Fang Hong has found remarkable cultural relics twice, and has also encountered various disasters and weather that other people living in the local area can hardly encounter. Isn't it true that crows and magpies are dancing on the same screen?

"Look at the price first."

Cuomo: "Although this lot has a strange origin, it is not of high value. It appears as the last lot in the tradition. Its reserve price is [-] US dollars, and each increase should not be less than [-] US dollars."

In the audience, all kinds of rich and powerful people had a rare whisper discussion again.

Prince W smiled: "Mr. Fang, you are very proficient in treasure hunting, why don't you take a photo?"

"Right on my mind."

The old beauty next to him talked with his assistant: "What do you think is the highest transaction price for it?"

"No more than $30, by my estimate."

so low?Fang Hong smiled, entered the amount, and held up the sign.

"Mr. Fang offered $40." Cuomo smiled.

Lao Mei next to him was stunned for a moment: "What the hell, is this Chinese coming again? He can't be a babysitter arranged by the auction."

Every time the auction is entrusted, it is not necessarily someone who is unknown to everyone. There may be various people who appear on high-level occasions to cooperate with the auction because they have obtained certain cultural relics or important treasures from Christie's free of auction, and promised Christie's to do it. A childcare or something.

At the scene, many people thought so.

If it is purely used as a collection, $30 for this item is the sky-high price, and if it is sold directly to $40, it is to force some people who want this item to double the premium.

Therefore, those who wanted these four parchment books all folded their arms and watched with cold eyes.

Fang Hong smiled: "They don't seem to want to bid anymore, but $40 is already my limit. If it goes higher, I'll have no money."

In fact, after arranging various supplies, venues, and event funds for the museum, Fang Hong's money bag is already very empty. Now he basically has no money to spend on him, and he has to save some money for future adventures. The principal, and money must be reserved as the capital for the introduction of cattle for the ranch.

Once the 40 is paid out, Fang Hong's recent earnings will be considered empty.

The scene was deserted.

Cuomo didn't hesitate too much. The price has already exceeded the auction's estimate for it. He dropped the hammer continuously: "Congratulations, Mr. Fang, for winning four rolls of parchment at a price of 40 US dollars."

Prince W got up: "Let's go, fly to England after getting the things."

Fang Hong smiled: "Are you inviting me?"

Prince W: "What? Don't you dare?"

"Brother Gun, the sheep are in the mouth of the tiger!"

"Brother Gun, Hongmen Banquet!"

Fang Hong smiled: "If the deal is concluded, I'm afraid I will be listed as the least popular person in England, and there will be no chance to set foot in England again in the future. If there is such a chance to go to England, why not go ?”

I can't, I haven't been to England before I become a big red cross on the prohibition list, right?
"it is good."

Due to Prince W's special status, Mr. Christie's arranged payment and pick-up in advance.

The two finished picking up the goods and returned to the hotel for dinner.

As for the celebration party arranged by Christie's, the two had no time to attend.

As it was getting dark, the Boeing 747 took off from Paris and flew directly to England.

In this regard, the domestic print media reported: "Fang Hong, a patriotic adventurer, exchanged the Chinese cultural relics in the British Museum with the cultural relics of England. At present, Fang Hong has rushed to England to sign the agreement."

What the hell is a patriotic adventurer called.

Inland, gray sky, but not too cold.

The convoy had been waiting at the airport for a long time. When Prince W arrived, he boarded the car and left without a word.

The prince does not live in the royal palace or Windsor Castle, but in Kensington Gardens.

When the convoy arrived, Fang Hong was very surprised: "Your Highness Prince W, are you going to let me live in your house?"

Prince W: "How many people are waiting to see us humiliated, maybe some country will send people to assassinate you, I don't want to be owed a blood debt."

Fang Hong shrugged: "What's the matter, I want to ask, have you ever been assassinated?"

Prince W looked back: "Since seven years ago, once a month on average." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked into his own house.

Fang Hong: "Damn it, it really is the dark upper class, I don't understand."

The servant followed Prince W's daughter in his arms, but Fang Hong didn't know what to do.

Princess Carter greeted the prince, and the two kissed affectionately.

Fang Hong was eating dog food outside the door.

After a long time, after Prince W and Princess Carter finished their love conversation, they turned around and said to Fang Hong, "Please come in."

Princess Carter complained: "If there are guests, they should be allowed in first!"

Fang Hong walked into it: "I'm not a guest."

Prince W shrugged: "He's right."

Princess Carter smiled and left with her daughter in her arms.

The butler came over: "Mr. Fang, please follow me."

Fang Hong was carrying a bag, and walked uncoordinatedly in the world's top ten mansion where Prince W lived.

"This is your room, please use the PAD on the wall to make the first call if necessary."

Fang Hong nodded.

Everything is very unaccustomed.

In London, one of the most prosperous cities in the world, in the wealthy area with the most expensive land in London, living in the residence of Prince W, watching a random floor tile that is enough for ordinary people to use for half a year.

Fang Hong lay on the bed, thinking about a rich life or a meaningful life, which one is more valuable.

Why did Zuckerberg still live in his crappy house in a small broken car after last year's success, and why did Buffett live in the country after being a stock god all his life.

These people, in their careers, find something to strive for, not enjoyment.

This is the difference between the nobles and the rich in the new century.

Fang Hong opened the sheepskin scrolls and flipped through them one by one.

It is indeed very old. Judging from Fang Hong's superficial knowledge of cultural relics, it is indeed very old. At least, it is not newly made in the past few years.

Captain Kidd's treasure?
Fang Hong smiled: "After the museum opens, let's put it inside."

However, Fang Hong looked at the back of the rolled parchment, and something suddenly flashed through his mind, but he failed to grasp this idea, and failed to turn it into an idea.

But this parchment looks a little weird.

Without thinking too much, Fang Hong undressed and went to sleep.

Tomorrow, Prince W should take himself to see the other animal heads they collected.

(End of this chapter)