Super Urban Exchange System

If you don't force yourself, you never know how good you are.

As soon as the cooling time of Jianbao's eye arrived, Hao Chuan immediately went straight to the antique market. He still had millions of cash in his hand. Before the auction, he had to replace them all with babies as soon as possible.

Others buy antiques carefully, and Hao Chuan's buying antiques is like buying vegetables. He walked around the antique shop and pointed to the things in the pagoda or glass cabinet: "this... This... This... And that... Yes, that you can't sell."

The owners of antique shops are stupid. Strange things happen every year, especially this year. It is said that local tyrants have a lot of silly money. Indeed, they deserve their reputation. Others choose good ones, but Hao Chuan is good. He chooses what no one wants.

Only Hao Chuan knows that those humble things are the real treasures. If you let these shopkeepers know that the baby they collected cheaply was sold so simply, they had to spit blood.

In order to make money, Hao Chuan also worked hard. I don't care about anything. I set out regularly and regularly every day to wander around the major antique markets and sweep goods everywhere.

In a few days, Hao Chuan bought all the antiques that were not liked in the antique market in Songhai city.

Hao Chuan sleeps at night, cools the skill of the eye of treasure, and opens all his firepower during the day. After three days, the system suddenly prompts Hao Chuan:

Congratulations to the host. This skill has been upgraded due to your skilled use of treasure eye. The service time is longer and the cooling time is shortened by half.

The news excited Hao Chuan, who was already extremely tired. The original skills can be upgraded. This can be. It would be great if you could upgrade the eye of treasure detection to no cooling.

Hao Chuanxin Gu's young man, Xiao Shuo, has been looking silly these days. Hao Chuan was so hungry for antiques that he almost died when he bought them.

"Boss, if you buy it like this, the antique market in Songhai city will be fried." Xiaosuo said carefully. Hao Chuan's eyes are bloodshot these two days. If he accidentally loses his temper, he will suffer.

"I'll buy mine. What pot do they fry?" Hao Chuan didn't care. He doesn't know. The antique market is crazy now. He told a rich second generation who had been kicked by a donkey. He specialized in buying junk antiques. The price was high.

For a time, small antique vendors who were running around Songhai city crowded in and wanted to sell what they couldn't sell to Hao Chuan.

These little locks know, but they don't dare to say it directly. Now he is a little suspicious, because many things are really broken in his opinion.

Hao Chuan was full of confidence: "don't worry, these things experts can understand at a glance."

The little lock became worried and said, "boss, your body can't stand running back and forth every day!"

Hao Chuan's tears came down. I don't want to run away for a long time. People have a system to eat hot and drink spicy. His system is good. He not only gives tasks, but also gives wanted notices. If he fails to achieve his goal, he will be wiped out.

That said, you have to run and buy.

Xiaosuo counted the antiques that Hao Chuan had bought madly recently, a total of more than 650 pieces. Hao Chuan roughly calculated that if all of them could be sold, the value would be between 55 million and 60 million.

Shit, the goal of one hundred million is still far from enough.

Hao Chuan checked his account balance and now it's less than one million. There is a shortage of money to buy another batch of antiques.

Hao Chuan scratched his head and was a little worried. There is still a deficit of more than 50 million. Where can I find it!

Don't you want Tang Shiqi to hold on? After all, she has 30 points. All in cash, 30 million. Although the difficulty is not small, the harvest is greater.

However, even if you get those 30 points, there is still a gap of more than 10 million. Where can I make up for it?!

Hao Chuan was at a loss when the door of his rental house was knocked. A wretched man with eyes said with a flattering smile, "excuse me, is Hao Shao at home?"

"What's so few, so many. I don't know!" Hao Chuan slammed the door without a good temper.

But before stopping for a minute, someone knocked at the door. A fat man wrapped in a small bag said with a smile: "is boss Hao at home?"

"Can the boss live in a rental house? Go away without this man!" Hao Chuan fell on the door again.

He has a bad temper these two days. Even the small lock, which is famous for his violent temper, dare not provoke Hao Chuan. I don't know what the people outside have smoked. He knocked on the door crazily. Two more people asked about "young master Hao" and "young master Hao".

Hao Chuan got angry, pushed open the door and shouted, "go to your uncle. Is it over yet?"

With a roar, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.

He rented a simple rented building with a small yard. At this time, the yard was crowded with people, and the stairs were also covered with all kinds of people. These people have either porcelain bottles or bronze wares in their hands. All antique dealers.

What happened?

Hao Chuan sent Xiaoke down to ask. Xiaoke ran down and asked around, and then ran up with a sad face.

"Boss, if you buy it like this, there will be an accident!" said Xiaoxu, pointing to the antique dealer outside. "All the people who buy antiques around have come here, and there are still people from the mountain building as far as possible! They all want to sell antiques to you."

Hao Chuan laughed and frowned after laughing for a while. Of course he wants valuable antiques, but he doesn't have much money in his hand.

Thinking that he had only more than one million, Hao Chuan had an idea and explained to Xiaoke.

Xiaosuo was born as a clerk in an antique shop. Dealing with such scenes, negotiating with these people is more experienced than Hao Chuan. Small lock stood outside the door and said to the people, "our boss said that the antiques will be collected here. Line up according to where you come and go in one by one."

Hao Chuan moved a table and sat down, waiting for the antique seller to come.

The first one who came up was the fat man in Shandong, holding a censer with a beast's head in his hand, asking for 100000. When it was finished, Hao Chuan must have bought it without hesitation.

This thing looks insignificant, simple in shape and incomplete. However, when he looked at it, he knew that it was old, unsophisticated and sold well. The market price was between 700000 and 900000.

"Five thousand!" Hao Chuan patted the table.

"People outside say you spend a lot of money. You bargain too hard!" the fat man cried. After listening to the introduction of his peers, he ran all the way to sell this thing that can't be bought.

But when I came to Hao Chuan, I still didn't sell the price.

"Stay, don't go out and take the door." Hao Chuan winked at Xiaoke. Xiaoke opened the door and waited to see off the guests.