America’s Treasure King

On weekend nights, Wall Street lost its well-dressed "gentlemen" and more tourists in casual clothes.

The Hejia Italian restaurant on the street was also deserted a lot because it was not a working day. When Li Xiaoshuai and his party arrived at the store, Morgan was already sitting there waiting, showing how much he looked forward to Patton's letter.

Seeing Li Xiaoshuai, Morgan politely got up to greet him.

After a brief introduction, Morgan put the fat man Ron and Frank at another table, and politely said, "Just order whatever you want, please enjoy Italian food to the fullest."

And because Elaine is Li Xiaoshuai's real girlfriend, she naturally wants to sit with her boyfriend.

Morgan was very good at talking, and after a few compliments, he smiled at what Elaine said.

After a while, the dishes came up, including Florentine steak, Naples grilled lobster, seafood pasta, etc.

After three rounds of drinking, Morgan said, "Lee, can you open my eyes to General Patton's letter?"

Taking out the letter wrapped in a transparent plastic bag, Li Xiaoshuai said, "Look slowly, we will eat slowly."

"Very well, let's each get what we need."

It is a business involving tens of thousands of dollars. While Li Xiaoshuai is eating, he still has to glance at him from time to time.

He saw that Morgan read it very carefully, and he did not have a single letter; he arranged it according to Patton's path on the European battlefield, and then opened it one by one.

After Li Xiaoshuai had eaten two plates of dishes, Morgan was able to confirm that Li Xiaoshuai had the authentic work of Patton. "Li, this is a truly rare treasure."

"That's right!"

"My friend, how about a thousand letters?"

One thousand dollars a piece, that is, six thousand yuan, Elaine has already hinted him with her feet under the table, but this has not reached Li Xiaoshuai's psychological price.

He said, "Stephen, the old general is an object of worship to many people in the world, and he has been dead for decades, and you may have the only six handwritten letters Patton left to the world.

And this is still a military post, a military post during World War II, with the postmark of the military post on it. This is all history and a testimony to the glory of the United States. . . . . . "

"Okay; okay." Morgan raised his hands in surrender. "Ten thousand dollars."

Li Xiaoshuai; "Very good, even if the old general knows, he will be satisfied with the price."

"Giggle" Elaine was also amused by Li Xiaoshuai's shamelessness.

Morgan made a bank transfer on his mobile phone, and joked, "It's a pity that the old general is no longer satisfied."

In less than two minutes, a message from the Bank of Luxembourg appeared on Li Xiaoshuai's mobile phone, which showed that the bank received ten thousand dollars.

Morgan said, "Miss Elaine, your boyfriend is a lucky man. I have this feeling since the first time I saw him. I hope you don't let him down, and there will be blessings in the future."

"Thank you, we have always been in love, always in love"

"Yes, I have long believed that you are my only wife. As you know, we Rabbit people are very dedicated to love."

"Yeah." Elaine snuggled tightly beside Ai Lang.

After tasting the dishes for a while, Li Xiaoshuai took out the lighter he picked up and offered it as a treasure: "Come, let's see another piece of my work."

"Diesel lighter?" Morgan also saw the **** mark on the lighter, and immediately understood. "Oh, this is still a German product during World War II."

"Good things." He was still weighing the weight in his hand, knowing that it was silver and gilt. "Sorry, this is a good thing, but it's not my favorite."

Then Morgan seemed to think of something again, and asked Li Xiaoshuai if he had any plans to use this lighter?

"Of course, I will keep the top ones, and I will shoot the rest."

"Ha, I see, there must be some top collections in your home." Morgan smiled like a fox. "I'll call you first and ask a friend to see if he wants your lighter."

After the phone call together, Morgan told Li Xiaoshuai that his friend really wanted to buy your lighter, and it was estimated that he would arrive in half an hour.

"Thank you" to play with Morgan is basically a child of a wealthy family, and Li Xiaoshuai is very willing to do business with such a person.

Morgan continued the unfinished topic: "Tell me about your top collection?"

Li Xiaoshuai quickly weighed in his heart whether he should say something about the treasure at home. He figured it out right away. With Morgan's worth, he couldn't afford to keep too much secrecy about him. Maybe there was a Patek Philippe watch at home.

"I have an 1851 Patek Philippe rose gold diamond pocket watch from the same model that Prince Albert kept."

Morgan said that he had heard of this pocket watch. It was very famous on the market, and it was very rare. It can be said that it is very expensive and hard to find. Such a good thing is worth cherishing.

About 20 minutes later, a middle-aged man walked towards Morgan after entering the store.

Morgan introduced the two parties. The first one to introduce was Erickson, a collector of war artifacts. He accepts all war-related artifacts, such as firearms, cannons, maps, military uniforms, and command knives.

When Erickson heard that Li Xiaoshuai was a professional treasure picker, and he was a very lucky treasure collector, his attitude was doubled and friendly, and he immediately gave Li Xiaoshuai his business card.

He also said that if Li picked up anything good, he must call him first. That's pretty much the same thing Morgan said.

As soon as Erickson sat down, Morgan couldn't wait to take out Patton's letter he just bought and show it off to Erickson, "Look, what is this?"

After taking the letter, Erickson became anxious immediately after reading it, and insisted that Morgan transfer all these letters to him.

Morgan carefully put the letter into Jean's calfskin briefcase and said, "This is not for sale. Don't think about it."

"It's so disappointing," Eriksson shrugged, "Then you can only compensate me for the food~www.novelmt.com~ No problem, just order whatever you want."

Erickson ordered several high-priced dishes. After eating a few bites, he said, "Lee, I heard that you have an antique German lighter from World War II?"

"That's right." Li Xiaoshuai took out the lighter again and handed it to Erickson.

With just one glance, Erickson was sure that it was a genuine product, and tried to turn on the small grinding wheel on the lighter to start the fire.

It is normal for people to experiment with lighters. Whether they can be fired or not depends a lot on the price.

"ZhuZhu" the grinding wheel was turning, but the fire didn't come out. Erickson said with certainty: "No oil."

With a snap of his fingers, the waiter came over, and Erickson handed him the lighter and asked him to refill it.

Li Xiaoshuaixin said that this kind of service is also available, which is probably the difference between top restaurants and ordinary restaurants.

After a moment, the waiter brought the lighter.

Erickson tried to start the fire again, and with a "poof", the blue flames immediately rose.

"Okay." Erickson was happy now. He put the lighter in his pocket and said cheerfully, "10,000 yuan."

"Ok, deal!" Li Xiaoshuai felt that Elaine was snuggling even tighter.

After the meal was over, Erickson asked the waiter to get two bottles of Italian wine, and also asked the waiter to hand over the wine to Li Xiaoshuai opposite.

Erickson said, "Lee, these two bottles were specially given to you by me. I hope you find war-like things in the future, and you must call me first."

He said to the waiter again, "It's on his head!"

"It's not fair!"

"That's right, just to make up for the unhappiness that I didn't collect Patton's letters."