I Picked Up 100 Million In The Rental House At The Beginning

More than half an hour later.

After Ye Feng swept all the valuable objects in the ancient city, Zhuang Xiaoqiao also just came back with a big can.

She had a dirty face and a pair of riding boots hanging around her neck, which made her look like a tramp picking up tatters.

"This is the antique you collected?"

Ye Feng sat leisurely on the carriage dangling his legs, looking at the things she had received with disgust.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao put down his baby with a smug look, "Of course, all I received are treasures."

Ye Feng pointed to the boots hanging around her neck, "What kind of baby is this again?"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao took off the boots and handed them to him, "According to the master, these are the boots worn by He Shen. They are invaluable."

Ye Feng pushed her hand away with a look of disgust, "The boots that He Shen wore? I still have the diapers that Ji Xiaolan used. Can you accept them?"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao snorted softly, "Just be jealous, I'm sure to win this time."

Ye Feng smiled and nodded, "Well, let's find someone who knows how to do it, and see who wins and who wins, get in the car!"

...

"Brother Ye, the total value of your things is at least over 200 million."

Chen Qiushan hired all appraisers from Sotheby's auction house to help with the appraisal and worked out the final result.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao suddenly opened his mouth wide in shock, "So much?"

Chen Qiushan was also a little surprised, staring at Ye Feng blankly, "Brother Ye, where did you find so many antiques?"

Ye Feng sat on his desk and gnawed an apple.

Although he said it lightly, Chen Qiushan was dumbfounded, "After wandering around all morning, he collected 200 million yuan worth of antiques? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't believe it."

Naturally, he had heard of the ancient city of the eastern suburbs, but that kind of place had been wiped out by antique dealers many times.

And Ye Feng only took one morning to collect two hundred million worth of antiques, which is simply incredible.

The group of appraisers next to him also looked at Ye Feng dumbfounded, as if they saw a god.

"You can still receive so many precious antiques in places like ancient cities? It's unbelievable."

"How did Mr. Ye do it? You don't have clairvoyance, do you?"

"I have been an appraiser for so many years, and I have never heard of such a bizarre thing."

"With so many antiques, our large group of people spent an afternoon just appraising them, let alone collecting them all over the street."

"Mr. Ye is really a god and man..."

Chen Qiushan glanced at the pile of antiques again, and continued to ask, "Brother Ye, can I ask, how much did you spend on collecting these antiques?"

Ye Feng lowered his head and thought for a while, "It cost less than one million in total, and 300,000 of them were paid by Chaoxinhui people for me."

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

"My God, these 200 million worth of antiques cost less than one million in total? How many times the rate of return is this?"

"Two... a rate of return of more than two hundred times is simply unheard of."

"I don't know how to express my feelings now, it's simply shocking."

"Mr. Ye, can I ask you a question? Are you really human?"

"He is definitely not a human being, he is a god..."

Chen Qiushan also looked incredulous. To be friends with Ye Feng, he must have a good heart, otherwise one day he will get scared of a heart attack.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao on the side heard that they were so flattering about Ye Feng, and he was immediately unhappy, "It's almost done, do you really want to treat him as a god? You hurry up and look at me, I also have a lot of treasures."

Chen Qiushan and the others glanced at the pile of tatters disgustingly, "This... isn't it necessary to look at it?"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao suddenly became angry, "What does it mean that there is no need to read it? I have harvested it with great pains, it's all precious."

Chen Qiushan looked at Ye Feng helplessly, "Brother Ye, our time is also precious."

Ye Feng shrugged, "It's just like playing with children."

Chen Qiushan sighed, and had to find a stick, and fiddled with her tatters twice, as if he was afraid of getting his hands dirty.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao hurriedly reminded, "Be careful, don't break it for me, can you afford it?"

Chen Qiushan took a few perfunctory glances, then turned to look at her, "I'm finished."

Zhuang Xiaoqiao became excited immediately, "How is it? How much do I estimate for these babies?"

Chen Qiushan did not answer directly, but instead asked, "May I ask, how much did you "babies" spend?"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao immediately stretched out two slender fingers, "Two million."

Chen Qiushan's cheek twitched twice, "That...not bad."

Zhuang Xiaoqiao immediately looked at him expectantly, "What is the valuation of my babies? At least not lower than his rate of return?"

Chen Qiushan nodded, "Your rate of return is probably ten thousand times."

Zhuang Xiaoqiao immediately took off with a triumphant smile, "Yeah, I know this lady is a genius. She made so much the first time she bought antiques."

As he said, he didn't forget to pat Ye Feng's shoulder, "How about? Take it?"

Just when she was proud, she heard Chen Qiushan add another sentence, "I haven't finished speaking yet, I said negative ten thousand times."

His words were like a basin of cold water poured down, and Zhuang Xiaoqiao immediately froze in place, "What do you mean?"

Chen Qiushan tried his best to make his words less cruel, "You are a bunch of tattered things, and they don't add up to two hundred yuan. Your two million, just treat it as a tuition fee."

Zhuang Xiaoqiao turned to look at the other appraisers, who nodded silently.

She turned her head to look at Ye Feng, and found that he was holding back his smile, and holding back very hard.

"Wow……"

Miss Zhuang couldn't help it anymore, sitting on the ground and weeping.

Ye Feng couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed directly with his arms akimbo.

The louder Zhuang Xiaoqiao cried, the louder he laughed.

Chen Qiushan and the others looked at each other, this guy is indeed a little bit owed.

Chen Qiushan chatted a few more words, and they all left wisely. Only Ye Feng and Zhuang Xiaoqiao were left in the office.

Although Zhuang Xiaoqiao had stopped crying, he still smoked.

Ye Feng picked up a pack of paper and handed it to her.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao took it with a pouting mouth, drew a piece of paper and wiped away his tears, and then glared at him angrily, "Forget it if you didn't comfort them just now, you still laughed at them."

Ye Feng quibbleed: "I didn't laugh at you. I earned more than two billion yuan. You still won't let me laugh?"

When Zhuang Xiaoqiao heard him mention this time again, he almost cried again.

Ye Feng hurriedly comforted, "In fact, you are already pretty good, at least...that, um, this..."

Facing a poor man who just failed his "investment", he really didn't know how to comfort him, after all, he had no experience of failure.

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