Reborn Rich To Rival Country

Chapter 3 Cornucopia

Chen Mo almost burst out laughing when he heard this in the room.

Are all rich people stupid?

With your wonderful family, which rich family dares to marry Tang Mengmeng?

In the next few days, the family was quite knowledgeable and didn't dare to harass Chen Mo anymore. It was rare for Chen Mo to live a comfortable life for a few days.

However, he has not been idle these few days. With his memory, he bought several lottery tickets. Although the winning amount is not large, the accumulated deposit has exceeded 10 million.

"The benefits of buying lottery tickets in the future are not much, and if I buy them like this again, I am afraid that the relevant departments will investigate me."

Although Chen Mo is not afraid of being investigated, he also doesn't like the feeling of being watched.

Think carefully.

According to what happened in his memory, he knew that Jiangbei was about to have a major event that would shake the whole country!

In the last life, he clearly remembered that the owner of the Jubaozhai antique shop on East Street bought a clay bowl from the Ming Dynasty at a high price.

Everyone laughed at the boss for being punched.

As a result, the boss brought the mud-sealed bowl and was later identified as the cornucopia of Shen Wansan, the legendary richest man in the Ming Dynasty!

The market price given by experts is 80 million!

The owner of Jubaozhai set up a running water table for seven consecutive days and set off more than 1 million fireworks to celebrate.

In my memory, today is the day when the boss of Jubaozhai acquired Shen Wansan's cornucopia!

How could Chen Mo give such a good thing to others?

Early in the morning, Chen Mo didn't eat any food. He directly took 300,000 cash from the bank and put it in his backpack. Then he took a taxi to East Street and went straight to Jubaozhai.

When Chen Mo entered the door, he accidentally found a few familiar figures.

"Auntie, this jade pendant is incredible. I bought it from Nanhuang Tao. The lowest market price is 10,000 yuan to buy it!"

"Oh, Xiao Zhang, I just brought Mengmeng to your store to have a look. Look at you, why are you giving me a present?"

Liu Cuifang couldn't stop laughing, playing with the jade pendant and couldn't put it down.

At the same time, the more she looked at this Zhang Lang, the more pleasing to the eye.

In his early thirties, he can open such a large antique shop, and he is so generous, ten thousand times stronger than that poor Chen Mo!

"Mengmeng, come and come, see you have a share, this Jade Buddha gave you."

With that said, Zhang Lang put a jade Buddha on Tang Mengmeng himself, and a trace of greed and pride flashed in his eyes.

The jade products he sent were all made of leftover materials, and the purchase price was only a few dozen yuan!

"Brother Lang, thank you." Tang Mengmeng said happily.

"Haha, small thing, you and auntie can be happy."

Zhang Lang laughed.

"Hey, you said it would be nice if my Mengmeng met you sooner! Where's the use of suffering so much grievance!"

Liu Cuifang sighed.

Just then, Chen Mo walked into the store.

Tang Mengmeng said with disgust when she saw Chen Mo:

"Why did you poor bastard come here?

Chen Mo, let me tell you, even if you are willing to give me 200,000 betrothal gifts now, it is impossible for us! "

Saying that, she proudly grabbed Zhang Lang's arm and said:

"Introduction, this is my boyfriend, the owner of Jubaozhai antique shop!"

Liu Cuifang sneered and pointed to the jade Buddha on Tang Mengmeng's chest:

"did you see it?

Boss Zhang has only been with Mengmeng for two days, and the 10,000 yuan jade pendant is given away.

How about you? Mengmeng has been with you for the past few years, and you haven't even given a thousand yuan gift, have you? "Tang Lei followed suit and sneered:

"This is also a human being. Why is the talent gap so big?"

Zhang Lang enjoyed this compliment very much, and gave Chen Mo a disdainful look.

He knew that Tang Mengmeng had an ex-boyfriend, and it seemed that this was it.

Zhang Lang said with a calm expression:

"Isn't making money just defeating your own woman?

If my woman is not prosperous, isn't it a waste of my talent for making money? "

Tang Mengmeng looked at Zhang Lang with admiration and said: "Brother Lang, you are so domineering! Unlike some people, who have no money and are stingy, you deserve to be single for a lifetime!"

In the face of this family's ridicule, Chen Mo just said calmly:

"I didn't come here to find you."

"Come on, I don't know you anymore?"

Tang Mengmeng pouted and said, "You didn't come to see me, could it be that you came here to buy things?

Anything here is a few thousand dollars, can you afford it? "

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a migrant worker walked in.

"Boss, do you accept antiques here?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Come! Do you have anything to sell?"

Zhang Lang immediately greeted him and asked with a gentle smile on his face.

As for Chen Mo, he was too lazy to pay attention.

The middle-aged man carefully took out a package from his arms, placed it on the counter, and unfolded the package flat.

A small bowl with a mud seal and a bigger slap appeared in everyone's sight.

"Come on! Shen Wansan's cornucopia!"

Chen Mo's heart was beating wildly, but his face didn't change at all.

"How much is this broken bowl worth?" Tang Mengmeng said speechlessly.

Zhang Lang picked up the bowl, and after playing with it carefully, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and then asked:

"How much do you want to sell?"

"My father said that this thing is a treasure handed down from the ancestors, and it will not be sold if it is less than 300,000." The middle-aged man said.

"Are you crazy? 300,000? I don't want this broken bowl for three yuan!" Tang Lei said.

The middle-aged man had a trace of displeasure on his face, picked up the bowl and was about to leave.

Zhang Lang quickly stopped him and said with a smile:

"Sir, don't worry.

I can see that this is indeed an old object, it should be something from the Ming Dynasty. "

The middle-aged man's expression softened slightly.

"That's it, I'm going to talk to you too.

This bowl is the bowl that ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty used to eat at home, and the market price is up to 30,000 yuan.

I'll give you 20,000 yuan, I'll make some hard money, what do you think? "

"This……"

"If you think it's less, you can go to another place and ask again to see if there is a higher bid than me."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, nodded and agreed.

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind.

"Uncle, I want this bowl of 300,000!"

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