I have become the zombie king, and the zombie apocalypse has just broken out.

The next second, Song Kaiyuan suddenly stepped forward.

His agile movements did not look like those of an old man, and he threw the paper fan in his hand to the ground without hesitation.

His turbid old eyes were full of brilliance.

He stared at the box in Zhang Xuan's hand, and his eyes were like a subway pervert who met a second-dimensional girl!

"This! This! Is this small-leaf red sandalwood?"

"You kid actually have small-leaf red sandalwood!!"

Zhang Xuan curled his lips.

"It's just small-leaf red sandalwood. Although this thing is precious, you don't have to be so surprised, teacher!"

As soon as the voice fell, Song Kaiyuan in front of him was furious!

His two tufts of gray beard rose and fell.

"What do you know! You idiot!"

"This is not ordinary small-leaf red sandalwood, this is the starry-leaf red sandalwood, and judging from the quality, it is definitely the best among the fine small-leaf red sandalwood!"

"Who is so wasteful that he actually uses such precious materials to make a box!"

"If I knew who it was, I would have a discussion with him!"

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes.

"You will have a chance, this thing is my ancestor."

Song Kaiyuan didn't care about Zhang Xuan's ridicule. He said anxiously.

"Hurry up, put it on the table, let me study it carefully."

Zhang Xuan put the box on the table immediately after hearing this.

Song Kaiyuan's eyes sparkled, admiring the patterns on the box.

The brilliance in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Beautiful! Art, pure art!"

"The carving technique and the pattern are impeccable. It must be from the hands of a master."

"And this box looks quite old, at least a few hundred years old!"

"Boy, you are going to be rich!!"

Hearing Song Kaiyuan's generous praise, Zhang Xuan was relieved.

"My charming ancestor is still quite reliable and did not leave any fakes to future generations."

"I am more and more curious about what treasures are stored in the treasure land!"

Just as Zhang Xuan was fantasizing, Song Kaiyuan had already opened the box in front of him.

The next second, a shout rang out throughout the office!

"Ahhh! What a waste! What a waste!"

"This! This is actually carved from a whole log of red sandalwood! It's not spliced ​​together!!"

"The length of this box is nearly fifty centimeters. I can't believe there is such a thick red sandalwood!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan was stunned on the spot!

You know, there are twenty growth rings in one centimeter of red sandalwood.

It takes twenty years to grow one centimeter.

As the saying goes, nine out of ten red sandalwoods are hollow. So far, the thickest red sandalwood found is only twenty centimeters!

Fifty centimeters thick red sandalwood is simply a miracle that has never appeared before!

At this moment, Song Kaiyuan's breathing became rapid!

Bloodshot filled his turbid eyes.

"Ahhh! I'm so angry! Your ancestor is not a son of man, so wasteful!"

"Wait until I'm a hundred years old, I will fight him to the death!"

Compared to Song Kaiyuan's distress, Zhang Xuan now only cares about one thing, that is, how much this box is worth.

Zhang Xuan asked timidly.

"Teacher, in your opinion, how much is this box worth?"

Hearing Zhang Xuan's words, Song Kaiyuan directly stretched out five fingers!

As Song Kaiyuan's student, Zhang Xuan naturally knows something about small-leaf red sandalwood.

For small-leaf red sandalwood of this thickness, the market price of small-leaf red sandalwood can no longer be used as a reference!

Then he asked tentatively.

"Five hundred?"

Song Kaiyuan shook his head.

Suddenly, Zhang Xuan's eyes widened, and his little heart beat wildly.

"Five, five million?"

Zhang Xuan burst out a number that he thought was sky-high.

Although this thickness of small-leaf red sandalwood is quite precious, it is just a box.

But Song Kaiyuan still shook his head at this moment.

Seeing this action, Zhang Xuan was already trembling all over.

"Could it be 50 million? The cost of materials needed for refining corpses by myself is only 100 or 200 million! This box is worth 50 million?"

This price is already a price that Zhang Xuan can't imagine. In order to confirm his guess, Zhang Xuan's trembling voice came out.

"Teacher, what do you mean..."

Before Zhang Xuan finished speaking, Song Kaiyuan suddenly spoke.

"Priceless treasure! This is simply a priceless treasure!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan's mouth twitched.

"Priceless treasure! So this is what you mean by five fingers!"

"Priceless treasure, this is not as good as five million. Another way to say priceless treasure is that there is a price but no market.""How much it can be sold for depends on luck!"

Song Kaiyuan chuckled and patted Zhang Xuan on the shoulder after noticing Zhang Xuan's disappointment.

"Stinky boy! Why are you disappointed!"

"This thing, teacher promises you, at least 10 million!"

"Tomorrow the auction house happens to have a relatively large auction. If you agree, I will arrange this thing!"

"Starting price, 10 million! If it fails to sell! Your teacher will cover the bottom for you!"

Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Ten million! This number is already very scary! I originally thought it was just a matter of a few hundred thousand."

"Ten million, it is enough for me to do a lot of things!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan nodded heavily.

"Ten million, that's ten million! Thank you teacher!"

Song Kaiyuan stroked his beard and smiled.

"You and I are master and disciple, why are you so polite?"

"Besides, if there is someone who really likes this thing, 50 million is not impossible."

"But the best I can do is 10 million!"

"After all, I am not too interested in this thing."

"If you have some official kiln porcelain, I will take the responsibility!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan nodded.

"There will be some in the future, teacher!"

Song Kaiyuan sneered.

"You think this is cabbage, your ancestors have this box, it is already a blessing from the ancestors' graves!"

"That's good, when you pass this box tomorrow, your sister doesn't have to work in the factory anymore!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

"Hey! Yuqing suffered too much and worked too hard to get herself into college!"

"When this box is sold, I will never let you suffer again!"

"When I refine myself into a supreme zombie, you will be the queen of the world!"

After saying goodbye to Song Kaiyuan, Zhang Xuan did not choose to return to the dormitory. Instead, he chose to use the last two hundred yuan to book a standard room in the hotel.

After all, it is better to be careful with a box worth 10 million yuan.

The moon was bright and the night was gradually falling.

With endless expectations, Zhang Xuan fell asleep with his 10 million yuan in his arms.

But he did not notice that the ancient jade on his chest was emitting a warm breath, and a wisp of golden light merged into Zhang Xuan's body.

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