My mind goes to other worlds

Chapter 39 Yang Baihua

"You are Mr. Ye, right?"

Mr. Yang walked into the reception room and looked at the young Ye Jiu. Ye Jiu was also looking at him, and looked at the manager Xiao Xia with puzzled eyes.

"Mr. Ye, this is..."

"My name is Yang Baihua, and I'm currently the chief appraiser of Jinyu Mantang Yulin Branch." Before the manager could finish speaking, Mr. Yang directly grabbed the words. His attitude set off a storm in the manager's heart.

"Old Yang, hello." Ye Jiu said respectfully.

"Hehe, Mr. Ye, don't be cautious, I'm just here to ask you a few questions."

"Excuse me, Mr. Yang."

Yang Baihua spread his hands, "This gold coin belongs to Mr. Ye?"

"Yes."

Seeing Ye Jiu nodding, Yang Baihua's eyes flashed brightly, and he asked with a smile, "Mr. Ye, where did you get this gold coin? Do you still have it?"

Ye Jiu frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't figure it out, so he said out the draft he had compiled long ago, "This kind of gold coin is left by my elders, there are 21 in total."

"Did you bring them all?"

"Yes."

Hesitating slightly, Ye Jiu took out the remaining 20 gold coins from his pocket, held them in both hands and handed them to Yang Baihua. Yang Baihua quickly put on his glasses, looked carefully, and murmured: "It really is it, it really is it, after a while After so many years, it came up again."

"Old Yang, you seem to have seen this kind of gold coin?" Ye Jiu asked curiously.

"It seems familiar."

The gold coins from the Light and Dark Continent seem familiar?

Ye Jiu remained calm, pretending to be concerned and said, "Old Yang, are these gold coins worth anything? If they are not, I won't sell them."

"These gold coins should be regarded as cultural relics. Do you think they are worth anything?"

Cultural relics.

Ye Jiu's expression changed. The management of cultural relics in Huaguo is very strict. As long as an ancient tomb, ruins, or some ancient objects are found somewhere, the cultural relics bureau will get the news as soon as possible, and carry it with 200 yuan. He hurried over with a pennant, and then took all the objects away, euphemistically claiming that historical relics should be returned to the country, and put them on display in the museum.

Not knowing the value of the gold coin, Ye Jiu felt that he was too reckless to sell it rashly.

"Mr. Ye, to be honest, except for a few people in Mingcheng, basically don't know the value of this kind of gold coin. You come to Jinyu Mantang, this is fate. Doing business makes a good relationship, 21 gold coins, gold and jade Mantang. I want it." Yang Baihua said with a smile.

"Old Yang, the value of gold coins..."

The manager hesitated to speak.

"35 gold coins each!"

嘶

The manager gasped, and Ye Jiu was stunned by Yang Baihua's exorbitant price. Damn, such a small gold coin is worth 35 yuan?
Comparable to reselling black chestnut fruit, fixing face powder makes more money.

But Ye Jiu didn't lose his head. This kind of gold coins belonged to cultural relics. Occasionally, it was the shade of the elders who took out some of them.

Ye Jiu decided that he would never sell gold coins again, even if it was worth thousands of gold, unless it was absolutely necessary and he had no power to protect himself.

Seeing the shock on Ye Jiu's face, the manager Xiao Xia, Yang Baihua said with a smile: "Don't make a fuss, a group of explorers found a Spanish shipwreck treasure in the sea in 10 years. There were 120 gold coins in it, and the final auction price of each gold coin was as high as For $8, the gold coins in Mr. Ye's hands are inferior in value to the Spanish shipwreck gold coins, but for some people, they are priceless treasures."

"Mr. Ye, I have already mentioned the value of gold coins, what do you mean?"

"Sell."

The smile on Yang Baihua's face became brighter, and he tilted his head towards the manager Xiao Xia and said, "Xiao Xia, pay Mr. Ye at the price of 35 yuan per gold coin, and I won't charge the appraisal fee this time."

The manager Xiaoxia noticed Elder Yang's expression, nodded slightly, and quickly helped Ye Jiu go through the formalities, and the money was quickly transferred to Ye Jiu's bank account. Looking at the seven-figure balance in the text message, Ye Jiu was still in a dream. Become a millionaire?
"Mr. Ye, congratulations on becoming a millionaire." The manager congratulated with a smile.

"Ha ha."

Ye Jiu grinned.

"Mr. Ye, this is my business card. If you still have similar gold coins, you can contact me at any time. The price is favorable, and we will accept as much as you have." Yang Baihua took out a simple business card and handed it to Ye Jiu. There was only Yang Baihua's on it. Name, and contact number, nothing else.

"Ok."

Leaving Jinyu Mantang, Ye Jiu's pretended calm dissipated in an instant. He clenched his fist and waved it fiercely. The huge sum of 735 million was enough for him to build a factory to produce face-fixing powder. From then on, he didn't need to look at Du Yingzhi's face to act.

With the start-up capital, the sea is wide and the sky is high.

The resources of the Light and Dark Continent are continuously transformed into wealth.

……

"Old Yang, such a small gold coin is really worth 35 yuan?" the manager asked in disbelief.

Yang Baihua rolled his eyes, "If you don't believe me, why are you looking for me?"

"No, don't be angry, I just don't feel real."

"You don't see much of the world, what's a few million things, I have tens of millions in my hand, and hundreds of millions of items have as much salt as you eat, all right, don't stick around here, quickly collect the gold coins Get up, someone will be waving a check before long."

"real or fake."

"believe it or not."

Yang Baihua leisurely went upstairs with his hands behind his back. He just sat down and looked at the mobile phone on the table with a hesitant expression. He took a deep breath, took the mobile phone over, and found a quick call from the phone book. He dialed out the name he forgot, "Old Wang, it appeared..."

"..."

"It's in Ming City?!"

On the other end of the phone, an excited and trembling voice came over.

"There are a total of 21 gold coins marked with the golden dragon pattern of '卍'..."

"Old Yang, you must keep the gold coins well. People from the Supervision Office will come to you soon. I'll come to Ming City immediately after I finish my work, and meet the owner of the gold coins."

"Supervision Office?!"

"It has been handed over to that department."

Yang Baihua's body trembled, "You can ask for things, but you must give money."

"How many?"

"One piece of 70 million."

"I can't decide. I need the approval of the higher authorities. The people from the Nanling Provincial Supervision Office will tell you about the specific matters. As long as they think the gold coins are valuable, they will definitely not let you suffer."

"That's good." Yang Baihua heaved a sigh of relief.

"Old Yang, come back, I have already discovered its clues, and uncover this ancient secret with me..."

"Old Wang, I have quit the Association of Archaeologists..."

"Are you willing to give up?"

Yang Baihua's eyes were complicated, "Because of it, my wife and daughter are dead, and my relatives are gone. Now I just want to live the rest of my life in peace. I'm sorry, old Wang."

"..."

(End of this chapter)