Chapter 11 The Heavyweight Baby
"Okay, let's get to work!"

Qin Yang found the old vacuum cleaner found in another warehouse, and it still works when it is plugged in.

"Work, work!"

Although this warehouse worth 2600M yuan seems a bit overwhelming, but as long as there are valuable treasures in it, what is this little dust?
"Old jewelry box - 800M yuan!"

"Antique desk lamp - 1000M yuan!"

"Antique cigar box - 900M yuan!"

"..."

When treasures of considerable value were found, Qin Yang's mouth was almost crooked.

Although these things are full of dust, only part of the income can cover the bill of this warehouse, and the rest is all oil and water!
"Qin Yang, I think you have to come and see this..."

The two searched and searched, and Zhou Zheng walked over with a strange expression.

Qin Yang's heart moved, what kind of treasure did he find?
Full of expectation, Qin Yang followed Zhou Zheng to a corner of the warehouse, and a thing covered by a black tarpaulin came into view.

"This is……"

Qin Yang's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "This... this can't be that thing?!"

Whoa!

Zhou Zheng lifted the tarpaulin directly, and a large cannon with a black barrel appeared in front of the two of them.

Good guy, Qin Yang is direct, good guy!
This is a cannon, yes it is a cannon, a pure black cannon that needs to be ignited with a fuse.

Qin Yang never expected that such a heavyweight treasure would be piled up in such a warehouse that no one wanted.

"Qin Yang, this thing should be very valuable, right?"

Zhou Zheng asked expectantly.

"It's worth the money, it's worth the money!"

Through the systematic introduction, Qin Yang probably already understood the value, year, workmanship and some details of this cannon.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a handcrafted artillery from World War I to World War II!"

Qin Yang began to introduce with a serious look, "Look, the base technology of this thing, as well as the bolts and nuts, and the metal accessories of the entire base are all integrated craftsmanship. If this thing has been repaired, or a certain part does not belong to If it does, the value will be greatly reduced..."

"Then... according to what you said, how much is this big guy worth?"

Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up, and he almost posted it.

"With it in such a perfect state of preservation, it is not a big problem to sell it for 4 to 5 M yuan. Of course, this also depends on whether it can be used normally. If it can be used normally...and find a suitable buyer, the value may be higher higher!"

"Fuck! Is it worth so much money?!"

Zhou Zheng was really shocked. If someone else told the price, he might not believe it at all.

But it's another matter if these words came from Qin Yang's mouth.

Zhou Zheng has been working under Qin Yang for almost a month. During this month, Qin Yang's estimated value is almost the same every time.

Really god!

"Okay, don't be dazed, and look around quickly to see if there are other treasures."

"it is good!"

Under the leadership of Qin Yangdi, Zhou Zheng joined the joyful work of finding treasures again.

But when they moved the last cardboard box outside the door, they couldn't find anything worth more than that cannon.

Bang!

When the last thing entered the compartment, the doors were finally closed by them.

"How? Where shall we go first?"

Zhou Zheng stepped on the accelerator and slowly drove the car out of the warehouse area.

"Go and get rid of the bigger things first, and talk about other things later."

"okay!"

Zhou Zheng agreed and drove away.

After about two hours, the goods on the car were reduced by more than half, and the rest were some small objects and the heavyweight cannon!

"Let's go, drive towards Louis Avenue, I will take you to learn a lot!"

Hearing Qin Yang's words, Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up immediately. He had been waiting for this matter for a long time, and he was finally going.

Soon, it took about 20 minutes before the car stopped on a side street.

Holding the black wooden box, Qin Yang led Zhou Zheng into an antique shop.

"Oh, look who's here, isn't this Qin? Hey Qin, long time no see!"

"Mr. James, long time no see!"

An old man wearing reading glasses warmly hugged Qin Yang as soon as he came up.

"Who is this……"

"This is Zhou Zheng, my friend!"

"hello."

"Hello there!"

Then old James said with a smile, "Qin, what treasure did you bring me today?"

"Mr. James, you are still so energetic!"

Qin Yang smiled and shook his head, not forgetting to say to Zhou Zheng next to him, "Mr. James is a well-known cigarette case collector in our area, and in his store you can find almost all cigarette cases in the American world. "

"I'll go, bull B!"

Zhou Zheng was like a curious baby, casually looking around in the store, the dazzling array of cigarette cases around him really dazzled his eyes.

"Mr. James, this is my harvest today, please show me."

As soon as Qin Yang opened the wooden box in his hand, a smile appeared on Old James' face.

"Qin, these things... are you going to sell them to me?"

As soon as he heard that something was going to be sold, Zhou Zheng immediately came up to him, anxiously preparing to steal a wave of knowledge.

"Mr. James, you and I are old friends. If the price is right, it's not impossible to sell you a few."

Qin Yang answered ambiguously.

His second-hand store has just been sold out, and if there are good things, he certainly hopes to keep them in his hands and sell them instead of selling them to others at a lower price.

"Well, Qin, you are still so cunning!"

Old James seemed to be accustomed to Qin Yang's naughtiness. He put on his reading glasses, picked up a rectangular cigarette case, and began to introduce.

"This cigarette case was produced in Birmingham, England in 1928, and it is very well preserved. The material is still made of sterling silver. The current market value can reach about 2200-2500M yuan, and the value of these three is also Around 1100-1300M yuan..."

"Of course, the most valuable thing is this cigarette case with pictures of Napoleon's early wars. This is no longer a matter of cigarette cases. It has directly risen to the status of an antique collection."

"Its value can reach at least 5000M yuan now!"

Old James told the background, origin, and value of the five cigarette boxes in the wooden box.

And Zhou Zheng was stunned the whole time, just such a small cigarette case was worth so much money.

This trip is really not in vain!

"Qin, I really like these cigarette cases, why don't you sell them to me?"

Old James said with a smile.

Qin Yang asked back, "Then... what price are you willing to pay for these five cigarette packs?"

"1! 1 M yuan!"

Old James stretched out a finger and said seriously, "Qin, you should know that the price is not low, right?"

"It's not low..."

Qin Yang nodded, but did not deny it.

Because in addition to the collection-grade cigarette case worth 5 M yuan, among the remaining 4, one is more than 2 M yuan, and the three are more than 1 M yuan.

So old James wanted to buy it all for 1 M yuan. This price is really a conscience price!
(End of this chapter)

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