Tomb Raider: I have a coffin-opening crit compensation!

Chapter 4 Spiritualist, the knock on the door in the middle of the night!

Hearing the words of the old man in front of him, Fang Ye couldn't believe his ears.

A billion!

I can't spend my whole life!
Whether it is the self before wearing it or the original body after wearing it, they have never been exposed to such a huge wealth.

I didn't expect that the ancient relics with a urea bag in the coffin could be sold for so much money.

Fang Ye was suddenly a little overwhelmed. To him, the billion was still a bit of a shock.

It's like suddenly someone told you that Liu Yifei wants to marry you, and they don't want a cent of the gift money.

Seeing Fang Ye's expression, the old man smiled slightly. Fang Ye's expression was not uncommon in his many years of appraising antiquities.

I saw him speaking lightly to the shopkeeper at the side.

"Call someone to make a pot of tea for this gentleman, he may need some relief, we'll come back later."

After finishing speaking, the old man slowly walked out of the small room with his hands behind his back, and the shopkeeper also slowly followed behind.

Then, a sweet-looking woman came in with a pot of Longjing respectfully.

After pouring tea for Fang Ye, the woman "accidentally" rubbed Fang Ye's hand with her stalwart, leaving a small note with a number on it.

But Fang Ye didn't have the mood to be distracted at this time, and hastily drank the tea brought to him, trying to slow down from the huge surprise of one billion.

Misty Grass, it's so hot!

After a while, Fang Ye, who drank a whole pot of tea, quickly regained his composure. After all, things like time travel have happened.

In comparison, the one billion thing doesn't seem so unacceptable?
Just when Fang Ye was about to get up to go to the bathroom, the old man and the shopkeeper walked into the small room again.

However, although the old man was still polite on the surface this time, he was not as enthusiastic as he was at the beginning.

When he just went out, he had already learned most of Fang Ye's information.

I learned that Fang Ye was one of the worst tomb robbers, who robbed small tombs of little use, and the highest transaction price for the items he stole was only tens of thousands of dollars.

This time, it was probably some shit luck that made this kid come across the big tomb and find these treasures.

However, Fang Ye didn't go to the Wuyan Pavilion where he was used to, but went directly to their Duobao Building, which made the old man very happy.

The original idea of ​​suppressing the price was also given up, it was only one billion yuan, if only a few townships could be found in this batch of ancient relics.

That would make a lot of money, and he could be promoted to a few levels, and maybe he could even be promoted to the headquarters.

"I don't know if the master has thought about it? I, Duobaolou, are willing to accept this batch of goods for one billion." The old man said to Fang Ye gently.

Hearing this again, Fang Ye was still a little excited, then nodded and said, "I am willing to sell these ancient relics to Duobaolou for a billion."

Hearing this, the corners of the old man's raised mouth turned higher, as if he had already foreseen the scene of identifying the suppressor.

"Very good, please come with me, sir, and I will trade the billion to you in a formal way."

The shopkeeper behind the old man said to Fang Ye, and took Fang Ye out of the small room, leaving only the old man looking at the pile of ancient relics excitedly.

(It is difficult to write down the specific formal trading methods, anyway, there is a huge sum of billions in the protagonist's account that can be used normally)

Fang Ye, who left Duobao Building, couldn't hide the smile on his face.

After following the shopkeeper to complete a series of indescribable operations, a series of zeros appeared on Fang Ye's account.

Seeing Fang Ye grinning continuously, he walked briskly back to the original home.

After Fang Ye left, two middle-aged men in black suits entered the Duobao Building.

Seeing the two people coming, the shopkeeper of Duobao Building quickly took them to the small room where Fang Ye was sitting before, and the old man had been waiting in the small room for a long time.

When towns and antiques are mixed together, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish them with the naked eye.

Even experienced old men can only judge their ages, but cannot distinguish them.

Only professional personnel, town spirit masters, can identify the treasures in the ancient relics.

Spirit-suppressing masters are also divided into high and low-level ones. Junior spiritual-suppressing masters can only roughly judge whether it is a suppressing device, but cannot judge the special ability on the suppressing device.

Sometimes, even misjudgment.

A high-level spirit suppressor can not only accurately judge the authenticity of the suppressor, but also identify the ability of the suppressor, and even use special means to activate the special ability in the suppressor.

However, there are very few soul-suppressing masters, and only some big forces have dedicated soul-suppressing masters.

More town spirit masters are solitary existences, and they charge a very high fee for helping others identify town weapons.

Low-level spirit-suppressing masters can also use money to ask them to help identify them, and those high-level spirit-suppressing masters can even get a treasure for one appraisal!
Therefore, generally only very precious treasures will be identified by high-level spiritual masters.

After all, the cost is too high, and ordinary forces can't afford it.

Just like the Wuyan Pavilion in front of the Duobao Tower, there is no soul-suppressing master. Even if you receive the town-spiriting device, you can't tell it apart, so you can only entrust some low-level soul-suppressing masters to identify it.

Although they are only some low-level town spirit masters, the cost is still expensive.

And a powerful force like Duobaolou, which has its own spiritual master, does not have the troubles of Wuyan Pavilion, and can be identified in any way it wants.

This was also the reason why the old man was so excited, however, following the identification of the two men in black suits.

The old man's originally excited expression gradually faded.

A quarter of an hour later, the two men in black suits looked at the expectant old man and shook their heads helplessly.

"This, how is it possible! Didn't it mean that the higher the age, the higher the possibility of producing a treasure? These are all 500-year-old relics. Isn't there even a single treasure?"

The old man asked unwillingly, if there is not a single treasure in this batch of ancient relics, then his dream of promotion will be ruined.

"Master Tong, although we are not as accomplished as our master, we can still tell the authenticity of the treasure."

The man in black suit on the right said to the old man.

"Right, although the older the age, the easier it is to get the township, but it's not absolute. Maybe the seller has already picked out all the townships."

Another man in a black suit added that this kind of thing has happened before, but usually the person who does this is either himself a town spirit master, or he has already been identified by someone.

But if this batch of ancient relics can be auctioned to those rich people who don't know it according to the market price, they can still earn back, and it's not a big loss.

Hearing the words of the two town spirit masters in front of him, the old man also sighed helplessly, thinking that luck was bad, and there happened to be no town treasures in this batch of ancient relics.

As for the possibility that Fang Ye had already picked out all the suppressors, the old man never thought about it at all.

Just kidding, if a low-level tomb robber can have the ability, he will dance with the mummy live!
Fang Ye, who was sleeping, didn't know that he had successfully avoided a trouble by relying on the "good reputation" of his predecessor, and was still thinking about how to spend the billion in his dream.

Just as Fang Ye was soundly sleeping, there was a sudden knock on the door!

Boom boom boom!
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(End of this chapter)