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"Oh my God! This is crazy, this seems to be the material of Indian red sandalwood, and it is a good old material, such a specification material has not been seen in the market in recent decades!" Look at that The huge mountain gate was quickly spliced ​​together, and the name of Sanbao Temple above is so eye-catching.

The owner of the antique shop left his saliva.

"There is nothing wrong with making seven or eight sets of furniture with such a large amount of material. How much is it? Tens of millions or over 100 million?" His brain has gone down and he has no idea what he is talking about.

The old farmer beside him looked at them as if looking at them.

"There are idiots in this city. If it is so valuable, why should he be a mountain gate? I am not afraid of thieves. Why does he want to build a temple? Isn't it just for making money? With all this money, I can't spend a lifetime. , This must be a copycat."

The remarks made by the old farmer left the two businessmen completely speechless. Are the monks on the mountain really high monks?

Old farmers don't know, but they came by listening to the legend.I have also witnessed what is really called "Making Things Like Gods". In the entire Jiangcheng Antique Street, the once most desolate guy has only been enlightened by the old monk with a few words at random, and he has actually changed the previous business model and reduced the original open-selling things. Sales, I don’t know where to buy bracelets made from old materials of Indian red sandalwood. They have been selling crazy recently.

Of course, these old materials are not the so-called old materials on a certain treasure, but they are actually problematic materials, either they are not really good or they are not old.

With such an example in the front, how could it make him take it seriously? This is a real opportunity to make money.Who doesn't want to?It's the grandson that I don't want.

With anticipation, he just watched quietly.

The farmers nearby didn't know the value of the gate, and other passers-by didn't even know it. They just thought the wood looked very beautiful.It seems that the hardness is enough.

You know that the mahogany material is hard to damage with a machete.

Uncle farmers don't care about so much, they brought all kinds of food here and started selling those food to believers.Some people will buy a few bottles of black dying water.

However, true believers, they have already reached the mountain.

After sorting out the design drawings on the car, Si Fan, who looked at the magnificent and luxurious temple, felt like he was going crazy. The temple was made of pure gold.

Take a look at how rich the Buddhas of other Buddhist schools have given such a forest.

Si Fan knew that there must be a reason for this, but he didn't know the inside story.Can only guess out of thin air.

After checking the design drawings again and again, it was determined that there were no problems, and he had left the car.

There is a rush of people ahead, but as long as you go up the mountain, the number of people will suddenly decrease. After all, climbing the mountain is risky. Not everyone is so promising.

"It's time to go up the mountain to see the old monk. Huijing, an old fellow, is going to explode recently! Don't make a new Buddha at the end!" Si Fan complained.

After all, after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, it was not allowed to be refined.The old monk is dying.

The weather is hot, like nine days of flames falling on the earth, the road on the ground has a feeling of melting when it is roasted, and there is a sticky melting feeling on the road.

Just as Si Fan was about to go up the mountain, a fifty-odd fellow came over and rode a permanent 28 bicycle that was no longer in use in the elderly. Behind the car was a huge white foam box.

Seeing Si Fan getting off the car and rushing up enthusiastically: "Brother, don't you eat popsicles? These are all new items today!"

Seeing that the opened foam box is full of ice cream, and there are even slices of cut red soil watermelon, it's not to mention a lot of saliva, especially the watermelon, it must be the sandy and sweetest kind, the pretty red makes the saliva The rate of secretion increased suddenly.

"Brother, how do you sell this watermelon, you need the middle piece!" Si Fan drooled at the middle piece.

The chicken thief with a very cut watermelon is not cut from the middle, but a little bit in the middle. This becomes the sweetest in the middle of the watermelon on one side, and the other half is more relative to the center. The pieces in the middle are really cool to eat, plus the mineral water frozen into ice cubes next to them, which is really tempting.

The chicken thief's old farmer smiled and said, "Boss, we are all the best watermelons. The one on the left is three yuan, and the one on the right is ten yuan."

When I quoted, Si Fan almost spurted blood. At this time, the watermelon was only a dozen yuan, and the price of the watermelon in front of me was several times higher than that of cutting it into pieces.

But looking at the sales, it is estimated that selling dozens of watermelons today is not a problem.

Looking at the tenderness of the watermelon again, he could hardly bear it.

Just when he was about to pay for half a watermelon, a buddy next to him saw Si Fan’s appearance and reminded him: "You belong to the engineering team? There are cars for wholesale watermelon in the village, all of which are already frozen. It’s too late. It’s a little bit higher than the normal market price. Everyone comes out to work and it’s not easy to make some money!"

The buddies who came over wore a vest on their upper body and pants on their lower body.The body is covered with tattoos of unknown origin.

He was so aggressive when he was blocked by his clothes.

Seeing this buddy, the old farmer ran away without saying a word.

Following the direction of his fingers, Si Fan saw that there was a van with about a hundred meters in front of him. It should be the one with air conditioning.

Si Fan took out a few hundred-yuan tickets from his pocket and said to the Terminator behind him: "Go and buy some watermelon. You want the best!"

The Terminator didn't have any hesitation, and ran straight to the car.Standing in the same place, Si Fan looked at the various sentient beings nearby, but also had a lot of emotion. As for the construction site, Xiao Xu was there now worrying about it.But in fact, nothing happened to him, all of them were automatically constructed by the Terminator in accordance with the drawings, without the slightest danger or irregularities.

We must know that most of the dangers are caused by violations and mistakes and fatigue, but Terminator does not have this problem.

This is also the case that Si Fan has not even hit his foot during the construction till now.

In just two or three minutes, Si Fan watched the Terminator rush back with a huge bag. It seemed that there was at least a 40-50 catties watermelon. The huge rope net held all the watermelons, and sold them. A group of people in the watermelon area didn't buy any watermelon. They just stared blankly at the direction the Terminator was running.I almost rushed over to Si Fan for an explanation.

Si Fan looked at the Terminator and said to the buddies beside him: "How about I invite you to eat watermelon?"

Who knows, the guy looked at the physique of Terminator T800 enviously: "This guy is too strong, is this a retired special force?"