The generals nearby came forward and carefully picked up the watermelon.
"This...this tastes amazing!"
Han Chonglie took a bite, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
This watermelon is completely different from the one I had eaten in the palace before.
There is almost no comparison between the two.
“So sweet.”
"Mouthful of juice."
“It’s so refreshing and delicious.”
…
The other generals also spoke up in approval.
The nearby soldiers swallowed hard when they saw this.
The generals all said it was good, and the taste must be right.
Seeing that the soldiers were afraid to move, Tan Junyan said, "Don't just watch! Cut a few open and taste them."
The soldiers then took action.
Several watermelons were cut open, each one juicy and red.
Everyone rushed over and scrambled to pick up pieces of watermelon.
One bite and the juice overflows.
"Oh my god, this is so delicious!"
A soldier shouted incoherently.
The sweet taste spread in the mouth, completely intoxicating.
Another soldier trembled and said, "I've never eaten anything so sweet!"
“There is such a magical delicacy in the world.”
"This watermelon rind is much more delicious than grass root and tree bark."
"This is a divine watermelon that only gods can eat!"
…
The soldiers, who endured hardships on a daily basis, ate voraciously, even eating the watermelon rinds.
They ate watermelon and talked excitedly, their eyes full of surprise and satisfaction.
One veteran sighed, "What a heavenly day it is to be able to eat such delicious watermelon!"
"Yes! No one, including the royal family or emperors of all dynasties, has ever tasted watermelon of this quality, but we have."
"I would die if I could have a piece of it once in a while."
…
Looking at the mountain of watermelons, Tan Junyan felt even more respect and gratitude for Wang Yan.
Although these watermelons are luxury items that add the icing on the cake, for the soldiers, they are not only a taste enjoyment, but also a spiritual comfort.
There was no water or food in the city, and an army of 400,000 barbarians was watching covetously outside the city.
The court turned a blind eye and the emperor did not care.
The soldiers were all in despair, but at this moment, they had happy faces and talked freely.
These watermelons brought them unprecedented shock and surprise.
The whole scene was extremely lively, as if it was a grand carnival.
This scene is so rare.
I couldn't help but take out my gel pen and notebook.
She wanted to share with Wang Yan the joyful scene of the soldiers eating watermelon and express her gratitude to him at the same time.
…
"Isn't it 500 million? Why is it 200 million less?"
After delivering the watermelons, Wang Yan was talking to Song Jinli on the phone.
When selling gold ingots, they agreed to give 800 million yuan, but they gave 300 million yuan at that time, leaving 500 million yuan behind.
But just now Song Jinli said that Yuanbao took action, but only sent 300 million, which was 200 million short.
"Don't mention it..."
Song Jinli on the other end of the phone had a bitter face.
"I did make a move, but I lost three hundred million!"
I thought I could make a lot of money, but unexpectedly, I suffered a huge loss.
I asked all the big guys who like to collect antiques, and the most awesome Mexican only offered 500 million.
But this is normal.
That's how it is with these things. Sometimes you make a lot of money, and sometimes you lose a lot of money.
"Whether you lose money or not is your business, it has nothing to do with me. If you don't pay me, I will sue you."
Wang Yan acted as if he was threatening.
The main thing is that those who deal in antiques rarely speak the truth.
God knows whether he made or lost hundreds of millions.
"I can still afford to lose a few hundred million. I'll just raise the money for you as soon as possible."
Song Jinli puffed up his face and spoke tough words with great bitterness.
"hey-hey."
Wang Yan chuckled, "Since you're so particular, I'll let you earn it back!"
"I still have some treasures from the Holy Dragon Kingdom period. I'll send you the photos later."
"besides!"
Song Jinli's eyes lit up, "Send it to me quickly."
"Okay."
Wang Yan hung up the phone, opened his phone album, selected four photos and sent them.
I took some photos while sorting and packing the gold, silver and jewelry.
What was sent to Song Jinli were six gold bricks, a pair of three-legged wine jars, an exquisite vase, and a string of ancient coins.
Song Jinli saw the photo quickly.
He was startled when he saw the vase.
After a moment of hesitation, he held the phone in both hands and respectfully handed it to Mo Chunqiu.
"Mr. Mo, look at this vase. It looks like the same one you have in your collection."
"oh."
Mo Chunqiu was slightly surprised.
I put down my teacup and took the phone, and was stunned at the first glance.
"Isn't this... the one from my house?"
"No, this is not the right scene. This is another one."
"This vase is a pair, and another one has appeared."
Mo Chunqiu shouted and stood up.
The powerful aura made the bodyguard in a suit and Song Jinli behind him take two steps back.
Mo Chunqiu was about fifty years old and was wearing a black Tang suit with his collar casually open.
He is not very tall, and is even a little fat.
He has a very ordinary appearance and doesn't look fierce, but he exudes an aura of majesty without even being angry.
Song Jinli was startled when he stood up, and her heart started beating wildly.
Controlling his nervousness, he bowed and said, "Mr. Mo, your vase is going to be paired! Congratulations, Mr. Mo, congratulations, Mr. Mo."
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