Skynet Architect

"Oh my god! This is going crazy. This seems to be the material of Indian rosewood, and it is a good old material. This type of material has not been seen in the market in recent decades!" Looking at that The huge mountain gate was quickly spliced, and the name of the top three temples was so eye-catching.

The owner of the antique shop was drooling.

"There is no problem in making seven or eight sets of furniture with such a large material. How much is this? Tens of millions or more than one billion?" His brain was down and he didn't know what he was talking about.

The old peasant beside him looked at them as if looking silly.

"There are actually stupid people in this city. If it is really worthwhile, why should he be a mountain gate, not afraid of thieves, why should he build a temple? Isn't the purpose of building a temple now to make money? With all this money, he can't spend it for a lifetime This must be a cottage. "

The old farmer's remarks made the two businessmen completely speechless. Are the monks on the mountain really real monks?

The old peasants did not know, but they came to hear the legend. I also witnessed what is really called "materials like gods". The entire Jiangcheng antique street was once enlightened by the old monk's random dialing of a few words. It actually changed the previous business model and reduced the original open sales The sales volume, even if I do n’t know where to buy a few strings of Indian rosewood bracelets, have recently sold crazy.

Of course, these old materials are not the so-called old materials on a certain treasure, in fact, they are all problematic materials, either the goods are not genuine or the materials are not old.

With such an example in front, how could he be taken seriously, this is a real opportunity to make money. Who doesn't want to? Don't want to be grandson.

With anticipation, he watched so quietly.

The farmers nearby didn't know the value of the gate, and other passers-by didn't know it. They just thought the wood looked very beautiful. It seems that the hardness is sufficient.

You know that mahogany materials are difficult to damage with a machete.

The farmers and uncles don't care so much. They come here with all kinds of food and start selling those food to the believers. Some people will buy a few bottles of black, dying water.

But true believers, they have already arrived on the mountain.

I sorted out the design drawings on the car, and Shi Fan, who looked at the golden, glorious, poor and extravagant temple, had a feeling of going crazy. This temple was made of pure gold.

Look at how rich the buddhas of other Buddhist families have given to such a forest.

Si Fan knew that there must be a reason for this, but he didn't know the inside story. Can only guess out of thin air.

After checking the design drawings again and again, it was determined that there were no problems, and he had left the car.

There is a swarm of people ahead, but as soon as you go up the mountain, the number of people suddenly decreases. After all, climbing a mountain is risky. Not everyone has the future.

"It's time to go up the mountain to see the old monk. Huijing, the old guy, is about to break out recently! Don't make a new Buddha in the end!" Sfan said.

After all, after the founding of the People's Republic of China is not allowed to become refined. The old monk was dying.

The weather was hot, as if nine days of flames had landed on the earth, the roads on the ground were roasted with a feeling of melting, and there was a sticky melting feeling on the road.

Just as Si Fan was preparing to go up the mountain, a more than fifty old man came over and pedaled a permanent 28 bicycle that was no longer used in the old age. Behind the car was a huge white foam box.

Seeing Si Fan getting out of the car and rushing up enthusiastically, "Brother, don't you eat popsicles? These are all new items today!"

Looking at the open foam box, it was full of ice cream, and there were even pieces of cut red soil watermelon, so let's not drool more, especially the watermelon, which must be the most sandy and sweetest type, and the pretty red makes it drool. The rate of secretion suddenly increases.

"Brother, how to sell this watermelon, you need the middle one! ~" Si Fan looked at the middle drool.

The chicken thief that the watermelon is cut very well is not cut from the middle, but it is slightly skewed in the middle. This turns into one side of the watermelon, which is the sweetest and less, and the other half is more centered. The pieces in the middle can be eaten heartily, plus the mineral water frozen into ice next to it, which is really tempting.

The chicken thief's old farmer smiled and said, "Boss, we are all the best watermelons. The three dollars on the left are included together, and the ten dollars on the right are included together."

As soon as the price was quoted, Si Fan almost spurted blood. At this time, there were more than a dozen watermelons. Now, the watermelon in front of it must be cut several times.

But looking at this sales volume, it is estimated that selling dozens of watermelons today is not a problem.

Look at the fresh look of the watermelon, making him almost intolerable.

When he wanted to pay for half of the watermelon, a buddy next to him saw Si Fan reminding him: "Are you from the engineering team? There are wholesale watermelon cars in the village, all of which are frozen." Yes, it ’s too late to buy now ~ www.readwn.com ~ It ’s a little higher than the normal market price. Everyone is out to work, it ’s not easy to make some money! "

The buddies who came over wore a vest and trousers. His body was covered with tattoos of unknown origin.

He was so domineering when he was blocked by clothes.

When the old farmer saw this man, he left without saying a word.

Along the direction of his fingers, Si Fan saw that there was such a van at about 100 meters in front, which should be the type with air conditioning.

Si Fan took out a few hundred yuan tickets from his pocket and said to the terminator behind him, "Go buy some watermelon and come back, you want the best!"

The Terminator had no hesitation, and rushed straight to the car. Si Fan, who was standing in place, looked at the nearby sentiments with many emotions. As for the construction site, Xiao Xu was worried about it now. But in fact, nothing happened to him, all of which were automatically completed by the Terminator according to the drawings, without any danger or violation.

You should know that most of the dangers are caused by violations and mistakes and tired work, but the Terminator does not have this problem.

This is also the case that Si Fan has not even hit his feet because of the construction so far.

In just two or three minutes, Si Fan watched the Terminator rushing back with a huge bag. It seemed that at least there were 40-50 kilograms of watermelon. The huge rope net gathered all the watermelons. Where a group of people didn't buy watermelons, they just scratched their heads and looked at the direction of the terminator. Just rushed over and asked Si Fan for an explanation.

Si Fan looked at the Terminator and said to the buddies beside him, "How about I invite you to eat watermelon?"

Who knows, the buddha looked at the Terminator's physique enviously: "This buddy is too strong, is this the special soldier who retired?"