Chapter 145 Paper

Song Yun stood up, walked to the edge of the table, looked carefully, and found a small pig-red seal on it.

"Mr. Fang, I wonder if you still have this kind of thing?"

"If there is, I will give you 800,000 for each scroll like this. As I said just now, the price I offered is definitely the highest in the entire antique market."

Song Yun offered the price based on the strength of the white light. He didn't cheat. Unless he met someone he liked very much, the market price should be 900,000.

Fang Wu laughed. In the past few days, he went to a lot of antique stores, and even went to the auction company. The highest price he gave was only 500,000. Song Yun gave him 900,000 at once. He was very satisfied.

"If you still have it, the more the quantity, the higher the price I will give you."

"If you can have 10 scrolls, I will give you 10 scrolls, and I will give you one million scrolls."

"For every 10 more reels, the unit price will increase by 10%."

Song Yun knew very well that the blank scroll in front of him was different from ordinary antiques. The more antiques there are, the lower the price, but the more scrolls, the higher the price.

"what?!"

"why?"

"Isn't the more stuff the lower the price?"

Fang Wu is confused. Although he is not a collector of antiques, he still understands the fact that rare things are precious. Song Yun's algorithm is really a little confusing.

"Mr. Fang, I will not hide it from you. What can you do with a blank piece of paper like you, if you only have one scroll?"

"Of course the more the better!"

Song Yun explained with a smile.

Fang Wu thought about it for a while, but he still didn't understand, but he didn't care about this. The most important thing was to sell the things in his hands for a good price.

"Boss Song, I think the price is a little low."

Fang Wu shook his head.

"Mr. Fang, I really don't have any money I want to make from you. As I said just now, the price I offer is definitely the highest in the entire antique market. This is very certain. If I can find a higher offer, I'd be willing to pay twice as much."

"what do you think?"

Song Yun looked at Fang Wu with a smile, wanting more money, this is normal, there is nothing strange, doing business is to ask the sky to repay the money.

Old Fang Wu blushed.

"Mr. Fang, you must have traveled a lot. You already know what price others are asking."

"Otherwise, I have already made an offer, or how about you repay the price?"

Song Yun said as he picked up the teacup and poured a cup of tea for Fang Wu.

"1000000"

"The starting price for a scroll is 1 million."

"If I have more, I'll do it the way you just said, and increase the price by 10% for every 10 individual reels."

Fang Wu thought for a while and made a decision.

Song Yun thought about it for a while and nodded in agreement. Although the price was a little high, it was still within the acceptable range.

"Mr. Fang, the biggest question now is, how many scrolls do you have in your hands?"

Song Yun knew that Fang Wu must have a lot on hand, otherwise it would be impossible to emphasize that every 10 will increase by 10%. He is a little curious about how many there are in total?

"I didn't bring it all, it's all at home, you wait for me, I'll go back and bring everything."

Fang Wu blushed brightly. There was a cabinet of scrolls like this in the house. There were always dozens of them. So if you counted them down, it would be an incredible amount of money.

Song Yun immediately locked the door of the Treasure Pavilion, drove the car, and went straight to Fang Wu's house. When he arrived, he found that it was an old community. The buildings were only five or six stories high, and the greening was not good. This kind of place was 20 years ago. It is very cool, and it must now belong to the scope of the renovation of the old city.

Song Yun followed Fang Wu into a room. There was a cabinet against the wall that was not too high. After opening the cabinet door, it was full of scrolls. At first glance, dozens of them would definitely not be able to escape.

Fang Wu took out all the scrolls, put them on the ground, and counted them three times. There were exactly 80 scrolls in total.

Fang Wu was not at ease, he took Song Yun to sign the contract first, but he refused to accept the transfer via mobile banking. He took Song Yun to the bank to help you with the transfer procedures. It was already two hours after everything was processed properly.

Song Yun had no opinion and was very cooperative. The elderly always had this kind of worry and that kind of worry. 80 scrolls, more than 10 million, was definitely a huge sum of money for ordinary people.

Song Yun took Fang Wu back home and asked about it on the way, but was disappointed to find that Fang Wu didn't know how there was such a thing in his house. See if you can find more, now that the clues have been broken, there is no way but to give up.

Song Yun returned to the Treasure Pavilion and found that Tang Miaomiao's Ferrari was parked in front of the store. Going in, Tang Miaomiao was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, her brows furrowed, her face was very solemn, and she looked very depressed look.

"Sister Tang, there is no gain?"

Song Yun saw Tang Miaomiao like this and knew that this time he went out to collect antiques and he would definitely not get anything.

Tang Miaomiao sighed, nodded, and had no intention of speaking, and lowered his head and drank tea in a muffled voice.

Song Yun really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. A good business is also a very headache. When there is nothing to sell, this situation is really painful and happy.

Tang Miaomiao remained silent for a while, and finally adjusted her mood.

"Where did you go just now?"

Tang Miaomiao knew Song Yun's character very well. Since he had promised himself that there was no particularly important thing to do here, it would be impossible to leave.

"I went to collect something!"

Song Yun sat down and drank a large cup of tea. This tossing took a lot of time, mainly to transfer money at the bank. It wasted too much, and there was no time to drink water.

receive something?

Tang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the antique shop said to collect things, that is, to collect antiques. Could it be that Song Yun went out to collect antiques?

"Song Yun, what's going on?"

"Did you go out just now to collect antiques?"

"Did I hear it wrong?"

Tang Miaomiao is now full of desire for antiques, even if there is a chance, she will not let it go.