100 million!
The money inside is enough to buy out his entire shop.
"This is your bank card, please keep it away."
"I have a few more treasures, if you don't mind, come upstairs with me." Song Shimin said with a slight smile.
Qin Luo felt awe-inspiring, he knew what he was looking for had finally appeared.
"Yes." Qin Luo nodded and followed Song Shimin's footsteps towards the attic.
As soon as he stepped onto the attic, Qin Luo saw three large boxes covered by black cloth.
"What is it hiding so tightly?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.
"Of course it's a good thing." Song Shimin said with a slight smile: "I think my husband really wants to buy, so I won't be sloppy. The items placed in the store below, most of the imitations, have lived for a few years and not long ago. The "antique"
"So was the Xuande furnace just now?"
"Yes." The old man nodded.
"Hehe, since it's a fake, then forget it, I can't afford to lose this person, I'll go to another place to see." Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and smiled faintly before turning around to leave.
"and many more!"
"Anything else?"
"Although the one just now is an imitation, it is not here." While speaking, Song Shimin lifted the black cloth and opened the box.
Suddenly, a tangy smell of soil came over.
Looking intently, a bronze tripod full of patina appeared in front of Qin Luo.
The tripod is not too big, it is a circle smaller than the one in Lin Tian's hands, about one meter high and 1.5 meters in diameter.
Ming device!
Qin Luo's eyes narrowed suddenly.
"This is the real product?"
"Of course it is genuine!" Song Mingyi said triumphantly.
"Why does it prove?" Qin Luo asked.
The corner of Song Shimin's mouth was hooked, and a meaningful smile hung on his face: "Do you know Ming Qi?"
"Ming device?"
"That is the antique that was just unearthed." Song Shimin smiled: "And this is the Ming Qi, they have been out of the soil for less than a week."
"Is this the grave robbery?"
"You can't say that. Treasures buried in the ground are not treasures. We just let them reappear in the world."
we?
Qin Luo suddenly narrowed his eyes, and from Song Shimin's words, he heard an unusual smell.
Perhaps Song Shimin was not a buyer, he was a simple tomb thief.
"how much is the total?"
"If you want it, just give 50 million." Song Shimin said.
"No problem!" Qin Luo nodded and said with a smile: "By the way, besides these three, there is nothing else."
"Do you still want?" Song Shimin's eyes suddenly narrowed.
I don't know why, there is always an ominous premonition in his heart, as if something bad is about to happen.
"Come here, it's only right to return home with a full load."
"Row!"
After thinking for a moment, Song Shimin finally nodded.
He once thought about Qin Luo's identity and suspected that Qin Luo was a policeman, but it didn't matter if he thought about it, who would bring hundreds of millions of net worth to investigate?
"Wait a minute." After saying a word, Song Shimin took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
"Bring things, come here, there is big business." After a brief explanation, Song Shimin hung up the phone.
"Wait a minute, things will be delivered soon."
Qin Luo was not in a hurry, not at all, because the fish had already bitten the hook anyway, what Qin Luo had to do now was to wait for the fish to be delivered by himself.
"Boom boom boom..."
After about half an hour, a short footstep sounded.