I smiled and stretched out my hand to sign a two, and then a six.

He slammed the table excitedly, startling the woman opposite who was eating.

I collected more than 80 coins before, which adds up to more than 340 coins.

He whispered, "Brother, I have just contacted the boss. He will fly over to see our goods in person. He will arrive tonight."

I nodded and said it was a good relationship, and we would go pick up the boss together in the evening.

As the saying goes, brothers settle accounts, not to mention Yuan Sibi and I are not brothers, we are partners at best.

The total cost of receiving goods for the two of us is close to one million.

If we can sell it to a Hong Kong boss at a minimum price of 10,000 yuan, we will make a net profit of more than 2 million yuan, divided in half, and each person will share more than 1 million yuan.

Next, I told Yuan Sibi the background and story of the minting of silver coins, and he was speechless.

Rich people like to listen to stories when collecting things, and they are more willing to spend more on antiques with stories.

The more bizarre and legendary the story behind this thing is, the greater their impulse to spend money.

Do not believe?
Chapter completed!