Cities: The Goddess of Salvation at the start rewards ten sets of courtyard houses

"It is true that we are too anxious, we should give the other party some time."

"After all, it's 17."

Everyone agreed, and the boss finally breathed a sigh of relief.

About half an hour later, the boss's cell phone rang suddenly, and he turned on the cell phone.

"Hey! We're here, okay... We'll go out right away, don't worry, there won't be any problems."

After putting down the phone, he looked up at the crowd and said, "The other party is already here, everyone come out with me."

"Then let's go take a look."

Mr. Li was the first to stand up, and everyone also stood up.

"Old Li, slow down."

"Let me help Mr. Li out."

The two who were at the front immediately approached courteously.

"No need." Li Lao leaned on the dragon head stick, waved his hands and said, "My old bones are not to the point where I can't walk."

The crowd surrounded Mr. Li and walked out of the Jubao Pavilion, just in time to see the commander Wang Jiawei reversing Zhang Qian.

"Pour, pour, pour, good, good!!"

The boss took two steps forward with a smile, walked up to Zhang Qian, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Li, the vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association in our city. He is also an expert in the antique industry. this."

He gives a thumbs up.

Zhang Qian immediately understood that the big man the boss was talking about should be this old man.

He quickly said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Li."

"Don't play with these flowers, just take out all your goods." Mr. Li waved his hand and said calmly.

"of course can."

Zhang Qian turned his head and nodded to Wang Jiawei who just got off the car.

Wang Jiawei immediately opened the compartment of the light truck, and countless silver lights shrouded everyone's eyes.

Half a light truck full of silver dollars was exposed in front of their eyes.

A lot of silver dollars fell on the ground, making a pleasant crackling sound.

"You check the goods."

Zhang Qian generously gave up his position.

Everyone who was stunned at first came back to their senses at this moment, and all of them climbed awkwardly into the compartment of the light truck and began to inspect the goods.

Mr. Li also picked up a silver dollar from the ground. After looking at it for a while, he nodded: "The silver dollar at the beginning of the third year of the Republic of China is indeed a good thing."

"Then Mr. Li can eat it?" Zhang Qian asked.

That's what he's most concerned about.

"I can eat it, but I won't buy so much. It will cost [-] at most, and the rest is just enough for them to share."

"As for you..."

Old Li looked at Fatty Zhang.

Fatty Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I don't want it anymore. I haven't sold all the [-] silver dollars from the little brother before. Now I really have no money."

Mr. Li withdrew his gaze and stopped talking.

At this time, the scene here also attracted the attention of many people. ,

Especially after Wang Jiawei removed the baffles of the light trucks, allowing the sunlight to penetrate and the bosses to observe better, there were even more onlookers.

There is no shortage of awesome people here.

But no matter how awesome it is, I have never seen so many silver dollars. This time it is an eye-opener.

After everyone has watched it.

Zhang Qian asked: "What do you think of the goods?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded. The goods are definitely good, and there are so many of them. If you buy them a little bit, you can make a lot of money.

"Then let's make a deal."

"can."

A piece of six hundred, 17 is 200 million, which is definitely a huge sum.

After the transaction was successful, Zhang Qian couldn't help showing a bright smile when he saw the extra [-] million in his account.

Chapter 34 Tang Yin's Authentic Works

"In that case, we'll get both money and goods."

After Mr. Li paid the bill, he made a gesture to leave here.

But Zhang Qian stopped him.

"Old Li, I have one more thing here, I want to give you palm eyes."

"What?" Elder Li asked curiously.

"Of course it's a good thing." Zhang Qian put it off and said, "No, I'll give it away for nothing."

Mr. Li was not angry at all, he smiled and said, "That's all right, I'll give you palm eyes."

Zhang Qian showed joy, and gave Wang Jiawei a look. The other party immediately understood, and ran to the car quickly to get the picture of Tang Bohu's lady.

He originally thought of hanging the painting with the boss first, and let him find a seller for himself.

But since it was the vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association who came, I believe he must be a person who loves painting, so he just sold the painting to him.

After a while, Wang Jiawei walked over with a painting.

"This is the painting, Mr. Li holds the palm of his hand." After Zhang Qian took it, he handed the painting over.

After Mr. Li opened it, he glanced casually at first, then his expression became serious, and the hand holding the painting became cautious.