"One hundred thousand compound bows and ten million arrows."
The guy on the other end of the phone spoke truthfully.
"Very good."
Wang Yan slapped his thigh excitedly. "Use the navigation to search for Ximen Warehouse. Follow the directions and you'll reach the receiving warehouse."
"Okay, Mr. Wang, I'll send it to you soon."
"Then I won't bother you anymore..."
The guy politely hung up the phone.
"yeah!"
Wang Yan jumped up with joy.
With 100,000 compound bows, the major princes who came to attack the Tan family army suffered a lot.
There are 10 million arrows alone, which means they can be shot almost at will.
Cheng Wushuang, who was cleaning the table, saw that Wang Yan was getting carried away and subconsciously said, "You are crazy."
"I'm happy."
Wang Yan was happy and went up to pinch Cheng Wushuang on the face.
Cheng Wushuang subconsciously said: "What are you doing, you lecher..."
She covered her mouth with her hands mid-sentence.
How can you say that about Wang Yan? It's too presumptuous.
At this time, Wang Yue came over and said, "The explosives you requested will be delivered around noon, a total of seven tons."
"They are all mining explosives, three tons of which are emulsion explosives, totaling nine thousand two hundred and one tons."
"The other four tons are mining water-gel explosives, costing ten thousand three hundred."
"The total cost is..."
"Oh my..." Wang Yan interrupted Wang Yue and pinched her face.
"Our beautiful lady from the Wang family is amazing! You are amazing! From now on, we will rely on you for supplies."
Wang Yan sincerely thinks Wang Yue is better than Sun Hao.
As for the matter of explosives, if we leave it to Sun Hao, he probably won't be able to handle it.
In terms of personal ability alone, he and Wang Yue are incomparable, and he keeps asking questions.
Sometimes I would nag him, "Don't buy so much this and that."
Although well-intentioned, it's really disgusting!
Wang Yue's pretty face flushed red, "You're crazy!"
"Well!"
Wang Yan grinned, "Why do you say that? Am I really crazy?"
"Ding-ling-ling..."
At this time, Wang Yue's cell phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID and said, "Those antique collectors have arrived."
He muttered something to the other end, "Hello... you're here! Wait a moment, I'll go and greet you."
After ending the call, he said to Wang Yan, "They really have arrived. They are outside."
"The God of Wealth has arrived! We have to go out and take him."
Wang Yan said this, turned around and walked out.
Soon, I saw several old men serving in different ways.
There were four people in total, one wearing a long robe, one wearing a Tang suit, and the other had long hair and dressed like an artist.
The three of them are not young, but they all look extraordinary.
"Isn't this Boss Song?"
Wang Yan saw that the last one was not an old man, and it was none other than Song Jinli.
"You're here to buy antiques too?"
"I haven't even paid you the money I owe you, so how can I afford to buy antiques..."
Song Jinli looked a little embarrassed. "I just came here to join in the fun and show them the way."
"Let me introduce you to this..."
"Let's talk inside." Wang Yan interrupted Song Jinli directly.
I'm not interested in knowing who they are. As long as they are willing to pay for the antiques, I don't care who they are. I can just call them "master".
He grinned at them and said, "Gentlemen, I don't have anything else, but I have plenty of tea and antiques."
"Please come in, everyone." Wang Yue also followed suit.
"It seems that my visit today was not in vain."
"I like this straightforwardness, old man."
…
As they talked, several people walked into the villa.
Wang Yan didn't take them to the living room, but led them directly into the room where the porcelain vase was placed.
The items they planned to sell had already been prepared for them.
Several people were instantly attracted by the bottles and jars displayed in the room.
"vase……"
The old man in Tang suit stared at a vase inlaid with gold, his eyes revealing an excitement that was hard to conceal.
He quickly stepped forward and gently ran his fingers over the bottle. "Wonderful! It's really wonderful."
After looking at it for a moment, he reached out and picked it up.
"The patterns are blue with a hint of purple, and the brushstrokes are delicate and smooth. The figures, landscapes, flowers and birds are all lifelike, and every stroke contains the ingenuity of the ancients."
He murmured as he looked at the bottom of the vase. "The body is delicate and white, and feels as soft and smooth as jade. This is a precious gem produced by the Dragon Kiln of Shenglong Country."
"Hahaha……"
The old man laughed heartily, and after a while he said to Wang Yan, "Friend Wang Yan, can you sell this vase for 50 million?"
"I'll offer 60 million." Song Jinli spoke decisively and raised the price by 10 million.
"Hmm..."
The old man in the Tang suit glared at him fiercely, "Why are you staring at mine? Why can't you look at something else?"
"Okay then! I won't argue with you anymore."
Song Jinli shrugged and turned to look at other porcelain.
"Ahem."
The old man in the Tang suit coughed dryly and said, "Well, I'll also offer 60 million."
"I want 80 million."
Without waiting for Wang Yan to speak, Song Jinli made another offer.
This thing is indeed worth 80 million, 60 million is too cheap.
Although I don’t buy it, it’s okay to raise the price.
"You fucking bastard!"
The old man in Tang suit glared at me and said, "Don't compete with me. Go look at other things."
"Yes, sir."
Song Jinli turned around again and looked at other items.
The old man in the Tang suit had no choice but to say to Wang Yan with a bitter face: "I will also give 80 million."
"Deal." Wang Yan was so happy that his eyebrows almost raised to the top of his head.
A broken vase can be easily sold for 8,000 yuan, let alone 80 million yuan.
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