Shengshibaojian

Morning in Yanjing City.

The sky was gloomy, and the dark clouds roared and swirled, as if there was a torrential rain.

Today's Panjiayuan Antique City people discuss the Mao family's ultimate bet most, but because they can't see the live broadcast, they can only check the live betting data through the Mao family's WeChat official account.

Despite this, people in the streets and alleys are still talking about it.

On the bluestone avenue in the middle of Panjiayuan, a thin figure stepped aside carefully, and saw that this person was dressed in tatters and an old baseball cap. The sneakers, the toe caps are all ruined.

It can be seen that the young man's original life was extravagant. If you look carefully at his clothes, they are all high-end luxury brands. I don't know why. At this time, the young man looks extremely depressed, with his head sullen. He didn't dare to show his face, and there was still a bottle of Coke in his arms that was only half left.

This person is none other than Zheng Guangrong, the genius with golden pupils who was defeated by Shen Qiu in the national teacher ranking competition. With a sallow and thin face and a look of fear in his eyes, he walked on the street for fear of being recognized by others.

The once-in-a-thousand-year see-through eyes with golden pupils are actually in such a state of desperation that people will laugh their ass off if they say it. Only Zheng Guangrong himself can experience it personally.

After the national teacher list contest ended, he carried a bucket from the gymnasium and ran away immediately. He knew very well that Boss Mao would not let him go easily if he didn't get the master of the national teacher list. Boss Mao's character has only one The road to choose is death.

Although Zheng Guangrong is arrogant and domineering, he is not a fool. The 36 strategy is the best policy. Although he escaped from the Mao family area on the surface, as long as he is still in Yanjing City, he will be in dire straits. Boss Mao will not Let it go, he will never let him escape from Wuzhishan easily.

I have to leave Yanjing City!I have to escape from the place where Boss Mao covers the sky with his hands!I don't want to die yet!don't want to die!

Zheng Guangrong played a trick. He hid in Yanjing City for three days, and only dared to show up during today's special period. Today is the period when Boss Mao's ultimate bet begins. He must have no time to take care of himself and focus on the ultimate bet. .

Today is the only chance, he must take advantage of this special opportunity to make some money!Take this money and leave Yanjing City, and never come to this ghost place again from now on.

Zheng Guangrong vaguely heard people discussing the situation of the ultimate bet. In the first round of the first round, Shen Qiu won again, and Boss Mao also won [-] billion in a few minutes.

Up to now, Zheng Guangrong has to admit that these two people are a height that he can never reach in his life. First of all, no matter how powerful his golden eyes are and how magical his clairvoyant eyes are, he can't make ten thousand dollars in a few minutes. Two hundred million, even if he opened it, it would be very expensive!

Furthermore, there is Shen Qiu, he has been convinced for a long time, even though he and Shen Qiu are both at the level of the eighth-rank master, the gap between the two is very obvious. He admits that his skills are not as good as others. In terms of treasure ability, except that he has a certain advantage in the speed of appreciating treasures, all other aspects are crushed by Shen Qiu in all directions.

Shen Qiu's title of master on the national teacher list is definitely well-deserved.

Zheng Guangrong wanted to leave Yanjing City directly, but he was penniless, not even a mobile phone for contacting.

If he was in another place, maybe he could barely survive with the strength of an eighth-rank grandmaster, but he didn't want to! He didn't want to be in the antique circle anymore.

The seemingly plain antique circle hides mysteries and deadly traps everywhere. He just wants to get a quick sum of money, a sum of money that is enough for him to eat, drink and play for a lifetime, and Yanjing City is obviously his only chance to make money in the end. .

Zheng Guangrong first walked into a little-known pawnshop, Tianxia Jubao Pawnshop.

This is a small-scale shop, only the size of a front room, with only a pair of counters and two shelves inside, which is the most insignificant batch in Panjiayuan's pawn shop.

The shop owner is a fat man with his legs crossed, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, staring at his mobile phone to check the latest progress of the ultimate game, and cursing while looking at his mouth.

"Paralyzed! You have made more than a billion yuan in just a few minutes! The Mao family is going crazy! I can't make this kind of money even if I run a pawn shop for a lifetime! If you want to talk about this business, you still have to rely on your brain." No matter how good Shen Qiu is at appreciating treasures, that's the case. Look at Boss Mao, if he has a good plan, the money will come rolling in! How the hell did he convince that old man! He has been the president of the Antique Association for so long , and also caught a lot of oil and water!"

As the fat man was talking, he saw a beggar-looking man beat him in, and he was even more angry: "Get out! Get out! Where did you come from? You come to the store before the market opens in the morning." I'm asking for money! Do you want to b-face! Get out!"

"Who said I came to ask for money, I came to sell things!" Zheng Guangrong returned softly, pressing his hat, inadvertently revealing the bottle of Coke that he was reluctant to throw away.

"You beggar who is fooling you! You sell things? Do you have any valuables all over your body? You look like you haven't eaten for a few days! Get out! Get out! Don't delay the fat man to watch the game!"

"Whether there are any good things, you have to see it!" Zheng Guangrong lowered his head and took a copper coin from his neck and put it on the counter.

This is an ancient bronze coin from the Qin Dynasty. It is a copper coin with a strange shape. Most of the ordinary copper coins have a perfect circle shape, but the statue of this copper coin is more like a miniature version of a shovel, because it is also It looks like a sharp sole, so it is also called pointed foot money.

This pointed foot coin was consecrated by Mao Boss from the temple for Zheng Guangrong last month. This copper coin from the Qin Dynasty itself is extremely rare in the market. Wear it around your neck to pray that you can win the top prize in the National Teacher Ranking Competition.

At that time, Zheng Guangrong didn't take it seriously and didn't pay attention to this copper coin at all, but now it is the only valuable item left on his body, and he intends to turn it over as the last sum of money.

"Copper coins?" The fat boss hesitated, leaned over to take a look, and immediately jumped off the seat, and his tone of speech changed instantly: "Yes, yes! This copper coin is okay! I didn't see it! You also have a few coins on you." Such a valuable thing!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Change the money for me!" Zheng Guangrong didn't have time to argue with the fat man here, he just wanted to use the money to go around the Panjiayuan market and make the most money in the shortest time.

"Yes, yes! How much do you want to sell this copper coin for?"

"The pointed foot money from Qin Shihuang's period, and it was consecrated at Yonghe Temple last month. You should know the value of it very well. It takes 2 yuan to go to Yonghe Temple alone! You can exchange it for ten yuan. Ten thousand!"

"One hundred thousand?" The fat man's hatband shook like a rattle: "Let's not talk about whether your thing is worth 10 yuan. I don't believe the switch of Yonghe Temple! You know that Yonghe Temple needs to make an appointment in advance to queue up now. Is it? The itinerary for this year’s consecration is all full! You said you had a consecration in Yonghe Temple last month? Who are you fooling!”

"Do you really think you are a high official or a rich person? The monks of Yonghe Temple will consecrate you alone? Are you a big shot in Yanjing City!"

"All right! It doesn't count as consecration money, you give me [-]! This copper coin belongs to you! The market price is around [-], and you can make money by reselling it!"

"I can't give it! If this thing is really worth so much money, you still come to a small shop like ours? Didn't you go to a big pawn shop to change money? Don't fool me! This thing is not worth that much money!"

"How much money did you say! I am anxious to wait for the money!"

"Up to [-]! It's okay, if you can't, you can change to another house!"

Zheng Guangrong suddenly felt the pain in his heart, and he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay! Thirty thousand is thirty thousand! Don't bb! Give me the money!"

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