A scrap collection station comes to mind

When I came out of the bank, there was already 500,000 in the card.

Chen Muyu had a smile on his face. With this 500,000 yuan, what else could happen to him in the future?

"Little boss, I'll give you this money, it's my business..."

The youngest Wang stood next to Chen Muyu, eager to talk to Chen Muyu about business.

He was not afraid that Chen Muyu would lie to him. After all, these people were familiar faces and could come to him at any time.

"Uncle Wang!"

Chen Muyu patted Wang Laoyao on the shoulder, "Don't call me little boss from now on. It seems indifferent. Just call me Xiaoyu. Don't worry. I'll go back to the station to see if Brother Shui is there. Your business is mine. I will never forget it!”

He is no longer called the youngest king, nor the king of rags. After all, he is already in his seventies, and now he is his own creditor, so he still needs to be respected at the very least. It is not an exaggeration to call him uncle.

Hearing this, the youngest Wang nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, Xiaoyu, I'll leave this to you!"

"I can't let my parents know that I'm asking you to borrow money!"

"Don't worry, I understand!"

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500,000 was quickly recharged into wealth by Chen Muyu.

This system is really amazing. Not only can it freely convert currency values ​​in different worlds at a certain exchange rate, but it also leaves no trace of large amounts of frequent transactions on bank cards.

Now, for Chen Muyu, wealth value is equivalent to a universal currency. All the money in his hand is converted into wealth value, which may even preserve its value.

Anyway, when he wants to use money, he can just convert it at any time, just like he used silver currency before.

The painting "Eagle Spreading Wings" was placed at home. Chen Muyu was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he called Yang Shui to make sure he was at the station and went directly to Lantian Station.

As for being entrusted by others and being loyal to others, Chen Muyu is a person who keeps his promises. Since he promised the youngest Wang, he must do his best to help him do it.

This is the first time that I have been a matchmaker for someone, but there is always a first time for everything. In Chen Muyu's opinion, this matter is not difficult.

Yang Shui can be considered a relative of the Chen family, coming from the same village.

Chen Muyu knew the situation in Yang Shui's family very well. Yang Shui's father, whom Chen Muyu wanted to call his cousin, was said to have been crushed by an excavator when the village was building a reservoir.

Chen Muyu heard Yang Shui complain that his mother was always unwilling to be lonely and always wanted to look for her again. She searched several times overtly and covertly, but I heard that there were no good results.

In Chen Muyu's opinion, Wang Laoyao still has a good chance of succeeding.

Blue Sky Station.

When Chen Muyu came, it was not yet ten o'clock. His parents had gone away to deal with personal matters for the past two days, and they didn't know when they would be back. All matters at the station were left to Yu Dashan to take care of.

"Xiaoyu!"

Yang Shui and Yu Dashan were packing a pile of steel frame scraps collected yesterday and preparing to send them to the steel factory later.

Seeing Chen Muyu, Yang Shui looked very excited. He threw away his gloves and walked towards Chen Muyu. Without any explanation, he pulled Chen Muyu towards his room.

The scrap station provides food and accommodation, and Yang Shui has a small room of his own.

Seeing this scene, Yu Dashan shook his head repeatedly with an expression on his face that was somewhat dumbfounding.

"Brother Shui, I have something to ask you!" After entering the room, Chen Muyu got straight to the point.

Just as he started to speak, he was interrupted by Yang Shui. The guy turned up his vest and wiped the sweat from his face. He smiled brightly and said, "Don't say anything yet. I also have something to ask you. Please listen to me first." !”

"Okay, tell me first, what's going on?"

Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and sat on the edge of the bed. This was the first time he was talking to a matchmaker and he had to organize his language.

Yang Shui carefully dug out a shoe box from under the bed, as if defusing a bomb. He held it in both hands and placed it gently on the bed, for fear of breaking it.

"WTF?"

Chen Muyu's curiosity was aroused by his focused expression.

"baby!"

Yang Shui grinned and looked very excited, "Didn't you go to your third uncle's construction site yesterday to collect iron frames? They dug up a treasure at their construction site. I spent more than three thousand to buy it. I heard that this thing is amazing. You read a lot, help me take a look..."

Construction site? baby?

Hearing Yang Shui's words, Chen Muyu frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Yang Shui dreams about getting rich all day long. The incident of Wang Laoyao getting rich some time ago must have stimulated him.

While talking, Yang Shui had carefully opened the shoe box. He didn't know what was inside, but it was wrapped in a rag.

Looking at his posture, he really seemed to be some kind of unparalleled treasure.

The rag was opened, and the true appearance of what was inside was revealed.

A small sword, or rather a dagger, a rusty dagger about a foot long.

The blade of the sword is curved, sharp and thin. Although it is covered with rust, it still cannot hide its cold light, the kind that makes each sword tetanus.

"Oh my god, isn't this a keris?"

As soon as he saw the image of this sword, Chen Muyu almost vomited blood. The expectations in his heart instantly turned into dust, and his eyes almost rolled to the sky.

"What, keris?"

Yang Shui was stunned for a moment. Maybe Chen Muyu's name for the sword was different from what he knew. "No, I heard that person say that this is called the Fish Intestine Sword. It was used by Jing Ke when he assassinated the King of Qin. Look. The blade of this sword is curved and winding, doesn’t it look like fish intestines?”

As he spoke, Yang Shui took out the sword and waved it twice, which seemed to be quite handy.

Hearing what he said, Chen Muyu really couldn't laugh or cry. This guy is almost forty. Is he really stupid or naive?

When he took the sword, it was quite heavy. At first, when he heard Yang Shui say that he bought it on the construction site, he felt something was wrong.

Over the years, construction site suits have become a very common method used by scammers in the antiques industry. They are often reported on TV news. How come people are still being fooled?

You said that if it's fake and too realistic, you'll be fooled. But if someone actually uses this thing to deceive people, it's really too big of a deal.

"Do you know what this line of text means?" Chen Muyu pointed at the line of words printed on the sword hilt and asked Yang Shui angrily.

"I know!"

Yang Shui hadn't realized yet, "That person told me that it was His Majesty the Emperor's intention!"

Oh my God!

Hitting his forehead, Chen Muyu felt a little over the top, "English, big brother, this is English, Cross Fire, cross the line of fire, and the fish intestine sword, this is called the keris!"

Yang Shui stared at Chen Muyu for a long time, "What is the keris? Is it valuable?"

Drunk, really, at least as drunk as two pounds of Erguotou!

"It's worth it, it's worth my money, 100 diamonds a handful!"

Chen Muyu didn't bother to say anything, and just threw the sword back into the shoe box on the bed.