1368: C1368 A Big Business

C1368 A Big Business

One hundred million!

The money inside was enough to buy his entire shop.

"This is your bank card, please keep it well."

"I still have a few treasures. If you don't mind, come upstairs with me." Song Shimin smiled and said.

Qin Luo's heart shivered. He knew that the thing he was looking for had finally appeared.

"Sure." Qin Luo nodded and followed Song Shimin to the attic.

As soon as he stepped into the attic, Qin Luo saw three big boxes covered by black cloth.

"What is it? Why is it hidden so well?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

"Of course it is good stuff." Song Shimin smiled and said, "I think you really want to buy it, so I won't be careless. The items in the shop below were mostly imitation products. Antiques that have lived for a short period of time. "

"The Xuande Furnace just now was also the same?"

" That's right. " The old man nodded.

"Hehe, since it's an imitation, then forget it. I can't afford to lose face. I'll go to another place to take a look." Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and smiled faintly. He turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

"Is there something else?"

"Although the one just now was an imitation, the one here is not." As he spoke, Song Shimin lifted the black cloth and opened the box.

In an instant, the smell of dirt assailed his nostrils.

Looking closely, a bronze cauldron covered in rust appeared in front of Qin Luo.

The cauldron wasn't too big, it was a size smaller than the one in Lin Tian's hand. It was about a meter tall and 1.5 meters in diameter.

An invention!

Qin Luo's eyes narrowed.

"This is the real one?"

"Of course it's the real deal!" Soong Ming said proudly.

"What proof do you have?" Qin Luo asked.

Song Shimin's lips curled up, and a meaningful smile hung on his face. "Do you know Daoming's weapon?"

"A weapon?"

"It is an antique that has just been unearthed," said Song Shimin. Song Shimin smiled: "And this is an invention. They left the soil less than a week ago"

"So this is a tomb raider?"

"You can't say that. The treasures buried underground are not treasures. We are just letting them reappear in the world."

We?

Qin Luo squinted his eyes. He heard something unusual from Song Shimin's words.

Perhaps Song Shimin wasn't a buyer. He was just a grave robber.1

"How much is it?"

"If you want it, just give me 50 million." Song Shimin said.

"No problem!" Qin Luo nodded and said with a smile, "By the way, other than these three items, is there anything else?"

"You want more?" Song Shimin narrowed his eyes.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"I should make a trip here. It should be a fruitful trip."

"Okay!"

After thinking for a while, Song Shimin finally nodded.

He had once considered Qin Luo's identity and suspected that Qin Luo was a police officer, but it was fine if he thought about it. Who would bring hundreds of millions to investigate a case?

"Please wait a moment." After saying that, Song Shimin took out his phone from his pocket.

"Bring your things and come over. There's a big business here." After giving a simple explanation, Song Shimin hung up the phone.

"Wait a moment. The things will be sent soon."

Qin Luo wasn't in a hurry. The fish had already bitten the hook. What Qin Luo needed to do now was to wait for the fish to deliver itself to him.

"Dong Dong Dong..."

About half an hour later, there was a burst of short footsteps.

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