Collecting rags and leaks live broadcast, making huge profit of 100,000 times at the beginning

"Little brother, can you let me take a closer look?"

Cao Deshuang took a deep breath, excited in his heart.

Wang Heng and Ye Heng were also very generous and handed him the newspaper.

Cao Deshuang got up and spread the newspaper on a clean table, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then said: "Lao Zhao, this is indeed the inaugural issue of "Libao", not only is it well preserved, but it is not even damaged, it is simply a miracle!"

Zhao Changbin heard this, his face was happy, and he immediately asked: "Then you hurry up and quote a price for this little brother, an old acquaintance." "

Zhao Changbin's old acquaintance is a reminder.

In disguise, he told Cao Deshuang that Wang Heng was not the first time he came.

But in the same way, he also wants to shorten the distance with Wang Heng, hoping that Wang Heng will come to him more often when he has good goods in the future.

"One hundred thousand!"

Cao Deshuang nodded, and directly opened the quotation, which was exactly the same as the recovery price of the system.

Zhao Changbin hurriedly looked at Wang Heng, but Wang Heng immediately shook his head, and opened his mouth to increase the price: "120,000!" "

This..."

Cao Deshuang choked.

Zhao Changbin was also stunned by Wang Heng's decisive price increase.

Although he didn't know much about it, he had never heard of any old newspaper that could sell for 120,000 yuan.

"Boss Cao, you can see clearly, this is the inaugural issue of the "Libao" during the Anti-Japanese War, the propaganda is all anti-Japanese positions, from the founding to the suspension of the publication for a total of two years, there are not many people who can stay in the present, if this is taken out for auction, there is no need to find gimmicks.

Wang Heng said fearlessly, while Cao Deshuang and Zhao Changbin took a deep breath.

Indeed, although the format of this "Libao" was small, its influence at that time was not small.

It is claimed that "you can know the affairs of the world in five minutes, and you can see three months for one yuan", and what is preached is anti-Japanese ideology and patriotism.

Besides, scarcity is expensive.

It is not easy for the newspapers of the last century to survive to the present day, both in terms of their scarcity and the patriotic sentiments behind them.

If you meet someone you like, let alone 120,000, 1.2 million will buy it!"Okay, then 120,000

!" Cao

Deshuang is also a decisive master, and after asking for Wang Heng's bank card number, he decisively transferred money to Wang Heng.

Wang Heng also soon received a transfer text message from the bank.

The heart is beautiful.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were also dumbfounded.

"300 bought, 120,000 shots, the anchor is making

a net profit of 400 times!" "Cut, what a fuss, at first glance, it's a newcomer, don't you see when Mr. Wang's fan makes a net profit of 100,000 times

!" "It's worthy of Mr. Wang

, it's amazing! "Insight into things!" "What's amazing, it's all modern things, and Liu Anan next door picks up leaked porcelain to have a level!"

"Where did this little black man come from, fork it out!".

In the live broadcast room, netizens had mixed reviews, but Cao Deshuang was very curious about Wang Heng's heels.

This Wang Heng doesn't look very old, but he can take out this kind of out-of-print treasure, and he can be pulled down by Zhao Changbin to drink tea, he is definitely an expert.

After all, Zhao Changbin is a well-known iron rooster on this street.

Not a big guest, not a connoisseur, don't even want to drink a glass of water from him.

"Boss Zhao, you are quite lively this morning, it seems that your business has been good recently!" At

the gate of Jing'an Zhai, a middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old got out of the car.

Zhao Changbin hurriedly greeted him when he heard the sound and said, "Mr. Hu said with a smile, didn't I hear that you were coming today, my two friends came early in the morning and wanted to see your dignity."

"Boss Zhao is polite, I'm not a boss. The

middle-aged man shook his head, walked into Jing'an Zhai, and said bluntly: "I have limited time today, if I have any good treasures, just take it out, as long as it is in the Republic of China, I will rush to a meeting later." His

name is Hu Guangshan, and he is a soldier in the local army, but because his father has participated in several major battles, his background is very strong.

This is also the reason why Zhao Changbin calls him Mr. Hu.

He came to Zhao Changbin this time because he heard that Zhao Changbin had received a few good old things from the Republic of China here, and he wanted to pick a few and go to celebrate his father-in-law's birthday in the evening.

"I'll bring it to you.

Zhao Changbin didn't dare to slack off, and after pouring a cup of tea for Hu Guangshan, he hurriedly went out of the back hall and came out of a few boxes.

Wang Heng took a look at it, and found that the boxes were all carved with fine small leaves of red sandalwood, and the value of the boxes alone was at least about 20,000 yuan!

"This is the old cloisonne enamel color snuff bottle!" "

This is the old Shanghai Chu Yuanxing Bird brand original box mahjong!" "This

is Mr. Feng Xu's cursive eight-character couplet and cursive vertical scroll

!" "And this is the most valuable, Hong Xian Feilong, Yuan Datou's treasure!"

Zhao Changbin put a few treasures in front of Hu Guangshan one by one.

But except for Hu Guangshan's emotion at the Hongxian Flying Dragon, the rest were not very interested.

"My ancestor is Congrong, and he is not very interested in things that are played, I don't know if there are better things here to find the boss?"

As soon as Hu Guangshan's words came out, Zhao Changbin's face suddenly changed.

I knew in my heart that this was something that Hu Guangshan didn't fancy himself, so he hurriedly said: "Yes, but that thing is a little shady, please come inside." A

few people moved inside, and Wang Heng consciously turned off the live broadcast.

After Zhao Changbin closed the door of Jing'an Zhai, he mysteriously took out a yellow rosewood box.

Inside, a pistol.

"Browning M1900 semi-automatic!" Hu

Guangshan saw the model of this pistol at a glance, and took out the white gloves from his pocket.

After a careful observation, Fang took off his gloves and said with a smile: "Boss Zhao is really powerful, this is the originator of semi-automatic pistols, and it is made in Germany, which is not available to everyone in the Republic of China."

Seeing that Hu Guangshan was interested, Zhao Changbin hurriedly said: "Mr. Hu's eyes, this thing has been here with me for many years, and since I put it away, it is the first time I have taken it out for others to see."

Hu Guangshan really liked it, and immediately said: "Okay, just buy this, but this gift pays attention to good things in pairs, Boss Zhao, if you have any other good goods, you might as well take them out and show me." Mr

. Hu laughed, I also got this kind of thing by luck. "

What Hu Guangshan wants, Zhao Changbin knows it.

This is an illegal business, don't say that he really doesn't have it, even if he has a second one, he will never dare to take it out!"

"Mr. Hu likes things from the Republic of China so much, I don't know if you like this baby of mine."

Wang Heng looked at Zhao Changbin's embarrassed appearance and took out the table lamp he had just received in the morning.

"Green tourmaline table lamp? This thing is indeed from the Republic of China, but I don't want this kind of rotten street thing.

Hu Guangshan saw the origin of the lamp at a glance and shook his head in disappointment.

But Wang Heng took out a screwdriver from his arms, turned the lamp over, and said with a smile: "Mr. Hu said with a smile, what I want to show you is naturally not this lamp, but what is hidden in the lamp." "