Chapter 158： The way to cure the old man (explosion of 20000 for collection support!)

"This kind of thing is so simple, look at me!"

Song Yun was not interested in watching Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng quarrel, and stood up while talking, and walked directly outside, waving at Tang Miaomiao while walking.

Tang Miaomiao immediately understood Song Yun's idea and stood up and walked outside.

"what?"

"Where are you going?"

Mao Peng noticed for the first time that Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao were leaving, where they could still quarrel, so he hurriedly asked.

"Yes Yes!"

"How did you go?"

Zhao Sheng also opened his mouth to stay, and definitely not let Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao leave at this time.

"You are arguing. I don't know when it will end."

"We are all juniors, are you sorry to be watching?"

"We'll come back when you have finished arguing!"

Song Yun continued to walk outside while talking.

"Hey!"

"Don't go!"

"What's going on!?"

While talking, Mao Peng stopped Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao.

"We're done arguing!"

"Now let's talk about the sale of paper!"

Zhao Sheng also did not dare to let Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao go. Once they left, the golden millet paper might be bought by others. This kind of paper can be met but not sought. Now the news has not spread. When you go out, buyers will definitely flock to you. It is not only yourself and Mao Peng who are rich in the world. There are more rich people. Thinking of this possibility, there is no reason to fight.

"It's over?!"

"Have you really finished the fight?"

"The paper we have is just that. They are all scrolls of this kind. There are 50 in total. Have you discussed how to distribute it?"

Song Yun stopped. Of course, he couldn't really go, but he used this method to stop Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng from arguing.

"What is there to allocate?"

"Didn't you just say it!? I wanted to buy it first, and of course it was all mine!"

Mao Peng took it for granted and was confident.

"Mao Peng, do you still want to fight?"

"If you still want to fight, I'll stay with you to the end. But don't blame me for not reminding you, if Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao leave here and the news of Jin Suzhi spreads out, then these things have nothing to do with us, rich people. There are so many people, who doesn't want to find such paper to copy a scripture?"

"Tang Yatou and Song Yun are both engaged in business. Others have paid high prices, not to mention that Tang Yatou and Song Yun must have familiar buyers. Once these people appear, how can they stay in hand and wait for the two of us? Let's talk after the fight?"

"Are you confused!"

Zhao Sheng pointed at Mao Peng and cursed.

Mao Peng blushed for a while, and Zhao Sheng was right. Once the news that Tang Miaomiao and Song Yun had golden millet paper in their hands, they wanted too many people, and there would never be anything between themselves and Zhao Sheng. Can be sold in an instant.

"Then what are you going to do with this matter?"

Mao Peng's momentum suddenly weakened, and he no longer insisted on being alone.

"Song Yun just said that he has 50 scrolls in his hand, half of us, and 25 each. It's fair!"

Mao Peng hesitated for a while and nodded in agreement. He cut the mess with a quick knife. Don't quarrel with mother-in-law. Once Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao leave here, they really don't know what will happen.

After Mao Peng and Zhao Sheng discussed it, the next thing was a matter of course, and it was very easy. Each reel was 1.5 million, and the money was over.

Song Yun didn't make a big profit on the scroll, so there was no need to do such a thing.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao took the scrolls off the car, gave them to Zhao Sheng and Mao Peng, and left. When they left, they gave Peng Guo a wink. Peng Guoxin understood, and nodded gently without saying anything.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao returned to the Treasure Pavilion.

"Song Yun, let me tell you something. In a few days, the auction at Gongyangqiu will begin, and we have to pass it."

Tang Miaomiao sat down on the sofa and reminded Song Yun.

"no problem!"

"There is nothing in my hands, I can leave at any time."

"What will the Jumbo Pavilion do?"

Song Yun was lonely and had nothing else to do, and there was no problem when he left.

This time I went to the Gongyangqiu auction. The time I left was a bit long, and the closing time was really a bit long. The Treasure Pavilion just opened recently, which is not good.

"No way!"

"It can only be closed!"

"Furthermore, now there is nothing to sell antiques in the store. When the door is open, there is no business to do. When it is closed, it is closed!"

When Tang Miaomiao talked about this, his face suddenly became very ugly again. This was really a big problem that bothered him. The terrible thing was that there was no possibility of a solution at all.

Song Yun thought for a while, and found that it was really the case. Treasure Pavilion is not out of business now, but too much business and nothing to sell. Under this circumstance, the difference between opening a shop and not opening a shop is not too big, Tang Miaomiao He had no good way to deal with this difficult problem. The antique gap needed by Treasure Pavilion was too big, and this hole was not so easy to fill.

Tang Miaomiao shook his head and didn't talk about it at all. The more it was said, the more annoying.

Song Yun sat for a while and left. The antique matter left Tang Miaomiao a headache.