Chapter 90

One bite teeth, Hu ye said: "otherwise, how good is this? I really can't get the money out. You can go to my warehouse and pick out antiques of the same value. I think there are some good treasures that can enter your eyes. "

Looking at the pitiful look on Mr. Hu's face, Zhou Zhong thought it would be a good way, so he nodded and agreed.

As soon as Hu ye saw Zhou Zhong's promise, he felt that his illness was saved, and he quickly took Zhou Zhong to the outside.

"Early rather than late, let's go to my shop now."

In the middle of the week, he followed Mr. Hu to the store to select antiques. The shop was so big that the shop in Zhouzhong could hardly be compared with this one. Moreover, the decoration was very exquisite. After a long walk, they came to the huge warehouse in the back, where there were rows of shelves with all kinds of antiques on them.

There are a lot of good things in the middle of the week. The highest value is more than seven million!

"How are you satisfied with my shop?" he asked Zhou Zhong flatteringly

In the middle of the week, he looked at Mr. Hu in a bad mood. Before he went in, he worried about him. If he went in, he could not be forced to buy and sell by force. But to be honest, Mr. Hu has been bullying the antique street these years, and it seems that he has made a lot of money.

He and Mr. Hu went into the warehouse and looked at the antiques casually. At this time, a small iron pimple in the corner attracted Zhou Zhong's attention.

The treasure finder responded immediately.

Time: Ming Dynasty.

Name: none.

But on the last side, it was written that the interior was hollowed out.

"Hollowed out?"

Zhou Zhong was puzzled. What was the meaning of hollowing out inside? Was it empty? So there's something in it?

The treasure finder doesn't mark any nonsense. Since the treasure finder indicates that the inside of this thing is hollowed out, there may be some ways in it. He did not immediately lower his head to pick up the iron pimple for research. Instead, he pretended to be calm and walked around without changing his face. As if he had just seen nothing, he continued to look around the warehouse with Mr. Hu.

If you take away the treasures, I will give you a few of them

It's no use for Mr. Hu to feel distressed. He has been collecting all the things in the warehouse for several years, and he really can't bear to sell some of them. But now who owes him Zhouzhong? Even if Zhouzhong wants the moon in the sky, he has to try his best to pick them.

"No heartache, no heartache, whatever you like, just go and take it."

Zhou Zhongzhong nodded with satisfaction, then pretended to see it carelessly. He pointed to the iron pimple and asked Mr. Hu: "what is this? What's the use of it here?"

Looking in the direction that Zhou Zhong pointed out, Hu ye saw the iron knot. It was so inconspicuous that it looked inferior in front of these dazzling antiques.

Hu Ye looked at it and said listlessly, "I don't know. Ming Dynasty toys are not worth money. They are like iron bumps. Yes, no one buys them at all."

He was a little curious. How could Zhou Zhong be interested in this? You know, people in the antique industry would never notice this kind of thing that needs luster, lustre and age. Besides, it looks so ugly. Mr. Hu always thinks that his recent misfortune may be related to this thing.

"I'm going to give someone away. It's bad luck to see it in such a dark place."

Hu said angrily, looking at the iron pimple as if he saw the class enemy.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhong asked in a hurry, "since master Hu is going to give it up, why don't you give it to me together?"

As soon as Mr. Hu heard this, he could not say a word, but nodded and agreed: "worthless things, even if they dirty your hands, but it's rare that you like them. I'll give them to you."

Zhou Zhong was very happy. He picked up the iron pimple and patted the dust on it. He didn't look at it carefully, but he was very happy.

"Before you lose 50 million to me, how about that Zhou Zhong asked Mr. Hu again.

Hu said: "I can't help you. I'll take those three antiques and send them back with you. As for the 50 million I'll give you two thousand first, and give me some time for the remaining three thousand. I'll make sure that I can give it to you. "

Zhou Zhong nodded his head, but he didn't dare to play tricks with himself now.

"All right, come back with me and I'll cure you." Zhou Zhong said with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou. I'll go back with you." Mr. Hu is also very happy. Anyway, his illness has finally been saved.

They went back to Zhou Zhong's antique shop together. When Lin Lu and the staff saw that Zhou Zhong had brought so many treasures back, they took them carefully.

Zhou Zhong pointed to two of the treasures and said to Lin Lu, "one of them is worth 30 million yuan, the other is about 7 million yuan. They are all good things. If you keep them well, you can think of them as treasures of Zhendian."When Lin Lu heard the value of these two curios, she immediately brightened up. She quickly told the security guard to put the two treasures in the most prominent position in the shop, and then covered them with a glass cover. She also told the security guard to take a good look at them and never let anything happen.

Then Zhou Zhong took the iron pimple and took Mr. Hu to the office on the second floor.

Mr. Hu was really afraid of falling. As soon as he entered the shop, his legs trembled, as if he had fallen out of his psychological shadow. Zhou Zhong laughed and ignored him. He quickly pressed two acupoints on his abdomen.

In fact, Mr. Hu was already well, but Zhou Zhong still took out a small pill and handed it to Mr. Hu, saying, "if you eat it, you will get better temporarily, but the time limit is one month. After one month, you still have to come to me to eat it. You will get better after three times. Do you know?"

Mr. Hu believed it and nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know."

Zhou Zhongli sneered. With this small pill, he did not dare to do anything on the remaining 30 million.

He sent Mr. Hu away, closed the door of the office in the middle of the week, put the iron pimple on the table, and watched carefully.

It's not wrong to call it tiegeda. It's just like tiegeda. It's dark all over, and it looks like it's covered with rust. If you throw it in the dustbin, the person who is going to collect the waste will take it and sell it as scrap iron.

"What is in such a thing?" Zhou Zhong's curiosity was completely seduced. We have to find a way to open this thing.

I knocked it with my hand. It made a sound similar to metal, but it didn't feel like iron.

"By the way, I have a cutter here. The cutter can even cut stones. It should not be a problem to cut this thing. Try it!"

Think of this week immediately moved the cutting machine out, ready to this iron pimple to a big anatomy!