Super Red Packet

Chapter 260
Wu Maojie thought about it, what the wife said is right, I have to ask the boss, what kind of tree roots do they buy and what kind of tree roots do they not buy?
Wu Maojie got up and called the shop owner's mobile phone.

Niu Yuanfang was chatting with Meng Xiaoben in the basement when he suddenly received a call from Wu Maojie.

According to this phone number, he said to Meng Xiaoben, "Wu Maojie is calling, do you want to answer?"

"Go! I'm sure he wants to keep selling roots."

Niu Yuanfang connected the phone.

"Hi, it's Mr. Wu!" Niu Yuanfang said enthusiastically.

"It's Boss Niu, I'm Wu Maojie."

Niu Yuanfang said: "I showed the tree root you sold today to our president. The president said that the shape is not bad, but it is too big and the price is too expensive."

"Such big ones are actually rare. I still have some small ones in my hand. Do you want them?"

"We are still short of more than 50. If we have received enough, we will not accept any more. If you have stock on hand, send it as soon as possible. But the quality must be good, and it must not be too wet. If it is wet, it can only be sold for ten yuan according to regulations. One kilogram. Do you understand?"

When Wu Maojie heard this, his heart almost jumped out: That is to say, they also bought the damp tree roots that had just been dug out, but the price was ten yuan per kilogram!

Wu Maojie was so excited that he didn't sleep well all night. The next day, just after dawn, he pulled a cart, took a shovel and a pick, and went up the mountain to look for tree roots.

On the first night, he pulled back two big tree roots from the mountain.

I used a scale at home to weigh it, and the two added up to more than 80 kilograms.

Haha, 800 yuan is here.

From that day on, Wu Maojie went out early and returned late every day. He dug up a few big tree roots every day and hid them quietly in the warehouse without the villagers on his back.

A week later, Wu Maojie had dug up more than a dozen big tree roots.

That morning, Wu Maojie packed all the tree roots in a truck, drove the truck, and hummed a song all the way to the county town.

However, when he parked the car in front of the store, he was a little dazed.

The "root here" brand was removed, but it was replaced by a fashion store's brand. I bought a lot of fashion in and out of the store, and a proprietress was standing at the door and yelling, "It's a big sale, it's a big sale! It's a sale!"

Wu Maojie got off the car and asked the proprietress: "Isn't this a root carving shop?"

The proprietress ignored him at all and continued to shout about the big sale.

Wu Maojie thought for a while, and said to the proprietress, "I'll buy you a piece of clothing, can you tell me something?"

The proprietress said, "What's the matter?"

"I want to ask, the phone number of the landlord of this shop."

The proprietress said, "Buy the clothes first, and tell you the phone number later."

Wu Maojie was very angry, walked into the store, and cursed inwardly: Paralysis, do you have to pay for something?I can't take it easy on you.

Wu Maojie had a knife in his pocket for cutting ropes when he was selling vegetables. He secretly took out the knife and glanced sideways at the proprietress.

The proprietress is always standing outside the store and shouting, "It's a big sale, it's a big sale!"

Wu Maojie smirked, and scratched the clothes with a knife.

After scratching enough, he put away the knife and arrived at a vest worth two yuan.

He walked to the door, handed two yuan to the proprietress, and said, "Tell me the landlord's phone number! Don't tell me a fake number, or I'll be welcome when I come back."

The proprietress hadn't opened for a long time, and finally sold it for two yuan. She was in a good mood, accepted the money, and told Wu Maojie the landlord's phone number.

Wu Maojie reversed the car and left quickly.

After a while, a pair of customers walked into the store. After looking at it for a few seconds, they walked out of the store and said to the proprietress, "What kind of junk? The clothes are all torn, and they are still being sold!"

The proprietress got angry, "Mo Dan, who do you call a scumbag?"

The customer scolded back, "What the hell are you selling? Go and see for yourself!"

The proprietress ran back to the store to check the clothes on the shelves, and saw a row of more than a dozen woolen sweaters and a row of more than a dozen down jackets, each of which had a big cut!

"Damn it! It tore my clothes!"

The proprietress felt her head swell, sat down on the ground, and fainted.

Wu Maojie called the landlord: "I am a customer of the 'Roots Here' store, why did that store suddenly close?"

The landlord scolded: "You ask me, who the hell am I going to ask? Just leave as soon as you say it, and you owe me half a year's rent."

"When did they leave?"

"Last Wednesday, at ten o'clock in the evening, a truck came, loaded it up and left."

Last Wednesday?
When Wu Maojie heard it, wasn't that the night when I sold the roots?

That is, they took my roots and ran away?

Here, is there a problem?
Are they afraid that I will come back to find them?
So, isn't that tree root worth a fortune?

I was cheated?

Wu Maojie asked again: "I see that their license says it is a store opened by the County Artists Association, can they run away?"

"I asked the Artists Association, and the Artists Association said that someone pretended to be the banner of the County Artists Association, and the Artists Association is calling the police to investigate."

Wu Maojie was out of action.

Putting down the phone, I pulled the truck outside the county gate, found a ditch, threw a truckload of big tree roots into the ditch, and drove back home empty.

I talked with my wife in the middle of the night, and the more I researched, the more I felt strange: Is it a coincidence?After buying my tree roots, they immediately closed the store and ran away?
I thought about it for several days.

Suddenly one day, Wu Maojie went into the warehouse to pick up farm tools, and suddenly found a piece of black wood on the ground.

He picked it up and saw that it was the wood chip that fell from the tree root.

Yes, let me find someone to identify it. What is the origin of this wood chip?Why did Niu Yuanfang spend so much effort to get my roots?

Wu Maojie has a relative who works as a small boss in the provincial capital.

He asked his relatives to help and found an expert in cultural relics appraisal.

That day, Wu Maojie rushed to the provincial capital with a piece of wood and handed over 1000 yuan to the expert for an appraisal fee.

The expert looked at it carefully for a long time with a magnifying glass, took off a small piece, took it under a microscope and observed it for a long time, and then came to the conclusion: it is golden nan gloomy wood.Very rare, very precious, can not be measured by price.

Upon hearing this, Wu Maojie hurriedly asked: "Expert, according to your judgment, how much is this small piece in my hand worth?"

"Your piece is residue, too thin and too small to be made into a vessel. It is worthless and only worth researching. If you hold it, it is useless. I will pay you 100 yuan to study the chemical composition. However, if you have a large Well, I can help you find a buyer."

Wu Maojie asked: "If there is a table as big as 100 kilograms, how much is it worth?"

The expert was taken aback, his eyes straightened: "Such a large piece of golden nanmu has never appeared in the history of ebony!"

"real."

"If it is true, it should be a priceless treasure. If you find a suitable buyer, you have to give at least 8000 million. Because at an auction in the provincial capital last year, an 80-kilogram piece of rosewood ebony was sold for 7000 million. And gold The price of silk ebony has always been higher than that of pear ebony, what's more, your piece of golden ebony is as hard as iron, as hard as steel, and is of high quality."

(End of this chapter)