The richest man in the world starts from picking up tatters

Eight in the morning.

Su Cheng was still asleep, and was awakened by the crackling sound downstairs.

Su Cheng walked out the door sleepily.

However, I saw a small truck lying in front of the door, full of various furniture.

"Brother Su Cheng, don't you notify me if you move?"

Liu Zhizhong jumped out of the truck and said with a smile.

Next to him stood a middle-aged bald head with extraordinary bearing, with a string of bodhi stones in his hands.

"Look, these are the furniture I picked specifically for you, do you like it?"

Liu Zhizhong patted Su Cheng on the shoulder.

"Uh......"

Su Cheng blinked, and then shook his head and said, "Lao Liu, I've taken it kindly. I have no place to put it here."

Liu Zhizhong said with a smile: "Brother, this is the furniture I asked Master Huang Huifeng to specially select, and he also has a good understanding of Feng Shui. Let him show it to ensure that you will be successful in the future."

"Huang Feihong?"

Su Cheng was surprised.

"It's Huang Huifeng. I heard that the little brother is proficient in medicine and he has cured the terminal illness of Old Man Liu. I have been admiring him for a long time!"

Huang Huifeng smiled with a big belly, like Maitreya Buddha.

"Hello master, I don't know which temple the master comes from?"

Su Cheng asked with his hands folded.

Huang Hui Feng Wenyan.

His face flushed suddenly.

"I...I'm not a monk..."

Liu Zhizhong couldn't help laughing on the sidelines.

"Brother, Master Huang was bald in his early years, not as a monk."

"Ah, sorry..."

Su Cheng smiled awkwardly, and immediately said: "Old Liu, I don't need it. I bought new furniture a few days ago, and I still used it."

Liu Zhizhong stared and said, "Brother, you can't buy furniture casually!"

"These are the finest Huanghuali furniture, and only this grade can be worthy of you!"

He subconsciously thought that Su Cheng just bought some ordinary furniture.

"Lao Liu, it wasn't me who hit you, your furniture is really not good."

Su Cheng said embarrassedly.

As soon as these words were said, Liu Zhizhong and Huang Huifeng were unhappy.

"Doctor Su, you have to say that, my old Huang Lingtian really wants to see what's wrong with my batch of furniture!"

Huang Huifeng has always believed in his own vision.

Moreover, Huanghuali materials are already at the top in China, so it is impossible for Su Cheng to come up with more valuable furniture!

"Master Huang, let's forget it, isn't it just a batch of furniture? Don't worry about it, just the furniture, just use it."

Su Cheng didn't want to expose his family background, so she still persuaded her.

"Hehe, I said, my brother, you are so suspicious that you hide and cover it like this, and I want to see it too."

After Liu Zhizhong said, he was going to the villa.

Su Cheng is helpless, Lao Liu, this is not because I sincerely want to refute your face.

A group of people entered the villa.

Liu Zhizhong searched the rooms one by one, while Master Huang Hui and Feng said from the side:

"Doctor Su, this furniture can tell a person’s taste in life. The furniture of daily life, in addition to practicality, also

Feng Shui that will affect the living environment."

"One object, one scenery, one thing, one taste, the master's good cultivation is very important."

"But the grade and material of the furniture also have an extremely important impact on the living environment."

"Hmm..."

Su Cheng nodded perfunctorily.

Looking at the show-off of Master Huang, he said in his heart: "Speaking of speaking, don't you still want to sell furniture with me."

He himself has acquired master-level archaeological appraisal experience, and is also familiar with Feng Shui. The understanding of Feng Shui he heard from Master Huang, Su Cheng is better than him when he asks himself.

"Brother Su Cheng, this is the high-end furniture you told me? The paint is peeling off here."

Liu Zhizhong came to the living room and saw a set of furniture inside.

"Brother, I know that you are not short of money, and I also understand that you insist on a hard and simple style, but don't save it here.'

Liu Zhizhong thought that Su Cheng was bragging just now and was embarrassed to accept his gift, and his tone was a little more euphemistic.

But Su Cheng had forgotten that Liu Zhizhong was a big boss and had no idea about furniture.

"Master Huang, what do you think of my furniture?"

Su Cheng looked at Huang Huifeng. The latter had already narrowed his eyes and walked towards the set of tables and chairs in front of him.

He touched the smooth table top and frowned slightly.

"Master Huang, what's wrong, is it affecting Feng Shui? Then I have to withdraw my brother immediately."

Liu Zhizhong was about to raise the table.

Next second.

"do not move!"

Huang Huifeng pressed Liu Zhizhong's arm and swung his hand to the side unceremoniously.

"What, what's wrong?"

Liu Zhizhong was surprised.

Is there something wrong with this family, or is there any bad luck if it is stained?

When he reaches his worth, it is easy to indulge in numerology, Feng Shui said.

On the contrary, it seems a bit "superstition".

Huang Huifeng murmured like he had lost his soul:

"It's not from the Qing Dynasty, nor from the Ming Dynasty. You have to go forward, this..."

Soon!

He suddenly looked at Su Cheng, his expression extremely excited!

"Su, doctor Su! This rosewood... which dynasty is it?"

Seeing like him, there are times when you can't see through!

"The master has good eyesight. This is a red sandalwood desk from the Tang Dynasty. It's not so good, it makes the master laugh."

Tang Dynasty, rosewood...

The room suddenly became quiet.

The needle drop can be heard.

Huang Huifeng opened his mouth and didn't close it for a long time.

But Liu Zhizhong grunted and swallowed.

Although he didn't understand its value, just hearing the words of Tang Dynasty, fools knew it was extremely valuable!

a long time.

Huang Hui and Fengcai reacted and sighed deeply:

"Oh, I'm so self-righteous. Doctor Su actually has such a sky-high price. My huanghuali furniture is not worth mentioning when compared with one of them!"

"Where and where."

Su Cheng shook his head modestly and said, "That's the gadgets of the Tang Dynasty, it's not worth it."

Gadgets...

Not worthy...

Is this really humble?

Huang Huifeng looked at Su Cheng's pretentious expression, with an urge to vomit blood.

"Master, how much is this set of tables and chairs in the Tang Dynasty worth?"

Liu Zhizhong still couldn't help but asked tentatively.

Huang Hui Feng heard this and slapped his tongue: "If it is auctioned, it will cost at least 300 million yuan. You know, this is gold in the wood!"

"Three hundred million..."

Liu Zhizhong nodded blankly, suffering a blow in his heart.

Nima.

Just now he was bragging about the Huanghuali furniture he had sent, so he had to come in and see what happened.

This time, he just shot himself in the foot.

"Brother, just look at your brother's joke."

Liu Zhizhong looked embarrassed and bitter.

"Lao Liu, depending on what you said, I understand your kindness and don't need to give me anything. I don't have much material pursuit."

Su Cheng comforted.

He understood that Liu Zhizhong was grateful for his father's affairs, so he was so positive.

Liu Zhizhong recovered his calm and was about to go out, but Huang Huifeng did not leave immediately.