"Five and a half million?"

Hearing this astonishing number from Old Chen's mouth, Lin Feng was stunned on the spot, as if a bomb had exploded in his brain, and he couldn't hear Old Chen's words at all.

You must know that even his best classmates now have a salary of more than 5,000 yuan a month, and the full calculation is basically about 60,000 yuan in a year.

And what is the concept of five and a half million, to use a figurative metaphor, that is, Lin Feng needs to work without eating, drinking, or being sick for at least a hundred years to earn.

Since he got this manuscript at the stall, Lin Feng's mentality has been very excited, but according to his estimates, although other types of manuscripts can reach more than one million at auction, the things he gets may not be so precious, and they have become tattered, and it is a great joy to be able to get three or four hundred thousand.

But now the professional-looking old man in front of him actually said categorically that this manuscript is worth at least 5.5 million, which, this is simply an astronomical amount, as if a piece of pie fell from the sky and smashed himself.

Therefore, hearing that Chen Lao suddenly quoted this kind of price, Lin Feng was shocked, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he felt a little confused.

"Five and a half million, it's really not a small number. But someone wants to buy it for fifty dollars, and it's really thick-skinned. Hearing Chen Lao's words, Zhang Chuan intentionally or unintentionally put his eyes on Liu Qingcai.

Liu Qingcai's face suddenly turned red and purple, as if someone had forced a frog into it, which made him feel extremely aggrieved.

If Zhang Chuan hadn't come here suddenly, maybe this Zheng Banqiao manuscript, worth more than five million, would have belonged to him under his own flickering.

More than five million, that's more than five million, not more than five hundred!

Almost, the money is theirs. You know, even if he opens an antique shop, he will earn three or four hundred thousand yuan all year round, which is already a very remarkable thing.

However, the value of this book requires him to struggle for at least ten years before he is qualified to buy it, and he has to not eat, drink, or get sick to be able to do it.

I knew that I shouldn't take advantage of it before, offended this fat man, and ruined my plan to make a fortune, Liu Qingcai almost regretted it until his intestines were green.

Originally, he wanted to continue to be stubborn, saying that this book was a fake, but Chen Lao was a powerful figure in this antique street, full of authority and authority, which was not comparable to himself at all.

Even if a dead duck has a hard mouth like this, it can't change the facts at all, as long as he thinks of this, Liu Qingcai feels extremely depressed, and almost vomits blood.

Old Chen didn't care about these things, he played with this book, looked at Lin Feng's eyes, and exclaimed, "Young man, is your eyesight good?" can actually recognize Zheng Banqiao's relics, there are few young people nowadays at the level of yours, how much money to buy back? ”

"Two ......"

Lin Feng was still immersed in the shock just now, his head was still a little confused, and he unconsciously stretched out two fingers.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Lao exclaimed: "It's only 200,000, and I actually picked up a leak for you." You're amazing, young man, really amazing. ”

It's no wonder that he thinks so, mainly because this kind of manuscript, although it looks bad, but as long as you check it carefully, you can still know the value of this book more or less.

However, Lin Feng didn't know what Old Chen was thinking at all, but instead added fuel to the fire and said, "Two hundred thousand? I don't have so much money on me, the stall owner sold it to me for 200 yuan. ”

"What, you—you mean two hundred dollars?!"

Rao is calm and calm Chen Lao was also calmed, his voice trembled a little, and his face was flushed, this, this kind of price is completely unscientific.

For only two hundred yuan, I picked up more than five million leaks, which is how lucky it takes to be against the sky to do it, and become rich overnight, this is the kind of thing.

Zhang Chuan and Liu Qingcai also looked at Lin Feng with shocked faces, both of them felt speechless, although in the antique market, picking up leaks is a common occurrence, but such a super leak is not often seen.

As the antique market becomes more and more formal, this kind of valuable leakage is becoming more and more difficult to see, and many people have just heard this kind of story.

It can be said that this kind of super leak has slowly become a legend in the antique world.

"Zheng Banqiao's posthumous ink, "Five Classics Hand Reading", such a valuable ancient book, was sold for only 200 yuan, which is simply a shocking leak. God, why didn't such a thing happen to me Liu Qingcai? The world is so unfair. Liu Qingcai looked at Lin Feng's excited expression, and his intestines were green with jealousy.

When he saw the valuable ancient books in Chen Lao's hands, he couldn't wait to grab this precious ancient book on the spot and keep it for himself.

"Dude, good luck. By the way, can you transfer it to me? Five and a half million, right, I'll transfer it to you right away. Zhang Chuan said to Lin Feng with a big grin.

Before Lin Feng could speak, Old Chen next to him spoke: "Fat Zhang, why do you spend so much money on this thing, can you understand these things?" ”

"Old Chen, I can't understand it, as long as someone can understand it. Isn't tomorrow night Guo Lao's birthday? I'm worried that I can't find a suitable gift, yes, isn't this Zheng Banqiao's legacy the best gift? Give it to him, and you will definitely be happy. Zhang Chuan said his thoughts, and there was a hint of shrewdness in his small eyes.

Hearing Zhang Chuan mention the name of Guo Lao, Zhang Lao was silent for the time being and did not express his position.

"Dude, 5.5 million to buy your thing, let's open a transfer agreement, and I'll transfer it to you immediately, what do you think?" Zhang Chuan urged, he was an impatient, and he couldn't wait to execute the transaction immediately.

Lin Feng's head was still confused, he looked at Old Chen, and saw that the old man was smiling kindly at him, and then he took it out from his body as if he was unconscious, and handed the ICBC card that had been prepared long ago to Zhang Chuan.

Zhang Chuan took out his smartphone from his body, crackled what button, entered the password, and completed the transfer in less than a minute, and then he handed the mobile phone to Lin Feng together with the ICBC card.

"See clearly, this is 5.5 million oceans, a lot of points."

Now the technology has been extremely developed, even the mobile phone can be bound to the bank account, and the transfer can be easily carried out, Lin Feng subconsciously glanced at the screen, and sure enough, there was a word that the transfer was successful.

What's more, he also received a text message from the bank on his mobile phone, saying that someone had transferred 5.5 million yuan to his account, and now it has been completely received, and asked him to check it.

"This, this ......" Lin Feng looked at the information on his mobile phone, and a mixed taste surged in his heart, yesterday he was an unemployed person who was so poor that he couldn't even pay the rent, but today he became a millionaire, fate this girl really has to fuck it, it's so fucking wonderful!