It all starts with killing the vicious dog

Chapter 192 Zhang Boyuan's Shock
I wanted to buy the painting of the old lady according to the market price on the outer floor, but Zhao Shanhe had no choice but to kill her because the other party made an inch of it.

He is under no obligation to remind the other party that there is a picture within a picture.

Even if it is only 30, it is still the highest price in the antique city.

When the old lady left, Zhao Shanhe checked the time and immediately closed the door and left.

I found a restaurant, paid homage to the internal organs, and drove back to Jingyuanju.

Take out the picture-in-picture and take a closer look, but it is the work of a top painter 800 years ago.

"Extremely good stuff, at least [-] million auctioned."

The next morning, Zhao Shanhe went to buy some materials, and then went home to mount the ancient painting.

"Finally, it's done. The seven collections of 110 are still far away from completing the small goal."

Finding it was less than ten o'clock, Zhao Shanhe went straight to the antique city.

Suddenly, an unleashed shepherd dog rushed towards him barking.

Zhao Shanhe stepped forward, and the huge vicious dog fell several meters.

He didn't kill people. In the Xinhua Kingdom of this world, there is no rule about walking dogs on leashes.

The slightly injured vicious dog stood up and rushed towards Zhao Shanhe again.

"Oden, come back." A young voice sounded.

"Looking for death!" Zhao Shanhe raised his foot.

There was only a 'click', and the bone in the vicious dog's jaw shattered, and it screamed again and again.

The sturdy shepherd dog struggled for a few minutes before remaining motionless.

"Oden?" The young man pushed his dog a few times, stood up, and said angrily, "Why did you beat it to death?"

"Your dog wanted to bite me, so many people saw it." Zhao Shanhe said.

"Losing money." The young man said.

"Why?" Zhao Shanhe sneered.

"You don't lose money?" the young man asked.

"Why should I pay you money?" Zhao Shanhe asked back.

"You beat my Oden to death," said the young man.

"Your dog scared me, it's good that I didn't ask you to lose money." Zhao Shanhe was confident.

After a while, people from the marketing management department came, and a few minutes later, the police rushed over.

"Mr. Zhao, you beat Mr. Wu's dog to death. You should pay some money because of emotion and reason."

"I can pay him money, but his dog scared me, and he wants to pay me for mental damage."

"Mr. Wu, your dog attacked Mr. Zhao twice. If you can't negotiate, then go through legal procedures."

"Pay me five hundred, and forget about it."

"I can give you five hundred, and the dog's body will be mine."

"You still want to eat Oden's meat?"

"Can't you?"

"Don't even think about it."

"Then go through the legal process."

"Just wait for the court summons."

"Dog, don't you want it?"

The young man surnamed Wu turned around and left with the dead dog on the ground.

After finding a noodle restaurant and eating a bowl of beef noodles, Zhao Shanhe came to Zhenbaolou.

Open the door and turn on the computer, then play games, and wait for the business to come.

"Ah Xiong, how many hours do you play every day?"

"Depending on the situation, when you want to play games, play games."

"Do not you have to work?"

"Go to work, go to work and play games."

"Axiong, what are you doing?"

"Buying and selling antiques."

"Is it the kind of antique that has not been opened for three years and has been eaten for three years?"

"It's not that exaggerated. If it doesn't open for three years, drink the northwest wind?"

"How's business?"

"When you are lucky, you can make a few orders a day. When you are unlucky, you don't have a single order for a few days."

Zhao Shanhe was chatting with his 'teammates' while shooting the 'enemy'.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

"fifty thousand."

"Can you have less?"

"I refuse to bargain here."

"Is the thing authentic?"

"In-store authenticity, support inspection, ten compensation for fake ones, no matter when you go out."

"Can I swipe my card?"

"no problem."

Taking off the headset, Zhao Shanhe swiped his card to collect money.

He was about to continue playing games when he found Zhang Boyuan walking in.

"Mr. Zhang, choose what you want to buy yourself."

"Xiao Zhao, I didn't expect you to open a shop, Zhenbaolou, is it all true?"

"Most are authentic and a few are old imitations."

"You still have old imitations here?"

"The old imitations in my store are at least 100 years old."

"How much does this thing cost?"

"Five thousand."

"What about this one?"

"twelve thousand."

"how much is this?"

"Sixty thousand."

"Which ones are authentic?"

"This side is all authentic, and that side is all old imitations."

"Xiao Zhao, you bought all these things?"

"Well, a few were bought in the ghost market, and the rest were bought in the antique city."

After looking at each piece of antiques, Zhang Boyuan picked out more than [-] pieces in one go.

"A total of 320, and the odds are wiped out. You can just give 320."

"Thank you." Zhang Boyuan swiped his card to pay the bill, and then called someone.

He couldn't take back more than thirty items by himself.

"Mr. Zhang, are you here to buy goods?" Zhao Shanhe couldn't help laughing.

"I can buy the things from you with confidence. If I keep them for two or three years, I will definitely make a fortune." Zhang Boyuan laughed.

"It's true, gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times." Zhao Shanhe nodded.

"Xiao Zhao, is there anything better?" Zhang Boyuan asked.

"There are more than 100 good things, all of which are in my private collection." Zhao Shanhe said.

"You have more than 100 good things?" Zhang Boyuan couldn't believe it.

"Of the more than 100 pieces in my collection, the worst one can be used as a bargain in some stores." Zhao Shanhe laughed.

"Can I see it?" Zhang Boyuan asked.

"Another day, I'm not free today." Zhao Shanhe said.

"How about tomorrow?" Zhang Boyuan couldn't wait.

"Tomorrow morning, I will open a shop in the afternoon." Zhao Shanhe said.

"Nine o'clock in the morning, how about it?" Zhang Boyuan asked.

"Okay." Zhao Shanhe nodded and told the other party his address.

After watching the other party leave, he put on the headset and played games again.

When it was five o'clock, Zhao Shanhe closed the door and left.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Zhang Boyuan came to visit.

"Mr. Zhang, drink tea." Zhao Shanhe brewed two cups of top-grade Fancha.

To entertain ordinary people, the best Fancha is enough.

He divided tobacco, alcohol and tea into mortal, spiritual, immortal, and god levels.

"What kind of tea is this?"

"I bought it from a friend."

"how much is it?"

"10 yuan a catty."

"Sell me something?"

"I'll send you two taels later."

"Xiao Zhao, take me to see your collection."

Leading the other party into the underground warehouse, Zhao Shanhe motioned the other party to look around casually.

Picking up one thing, Zhang Boyuan was shocked, and picking up another thing, he was startled again.
"Mr. Zhang, don't think about buying them. I don't sell any of these things. If you want to see them, you can come here anytime. I set a small goal for myself, to fill these shelves with antiques." Zhao Shanhe said.

"Xiao Zhao, where did you buy these things?" Zhang Boyuan asked.

"It's all leaks. This jade seal cost more than 200." Zhao Shanhe pointed to a jade seal.

"You bought it for just over 200?" Zhang Boyuan was dumbfounded.

"It was originally inside a wooden Buddha statue, and I spent more than 200 yuan." Zhao Shanhe said.

"What about this one?" Zhang Boyuan pointed to a painting.

"This painting is hidden in another painting." Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.

"If all the things in your warehouse are sold, they can be sold for at least eight billion yuan." Zhang Boyuan was envious.

"If you lose money, you can make money. There are too few of these things in the world." Zhao Shanhe said.

"It makes sense." Zhang Boyuan nodded, and asked again: "How did you get this divine sword?"

"I bought a table and made it out of a table leg." Zhao Shanhe replied.

"You can see something inside the table legs?" Zhang Boyuan felt unbelievable.

"There are four table legs, three of which are whole wood, and a piece is added to the other one. Under normal circumstances, the other three table legs should be sawed off instead of adding a piece to the short leg." Zhao Shanhe said.

(End of this chapter)