"Oh my God! This is going crazy. This seems to be the material of Indian rosewood, and it is a good old and large material. This type of material has never been seen on the market in recent decades!" Seeing the huge mountain gate being quickly spliced, the name of Sanbao Temple above is so eye-catching.

The antique shop owner stayed saliva at that time.

"It's not a problem to create seven or eight sets of furniture with such a large material. How much is it? Tens of millions or more?" His brain was already out of reach, and he had no idea what he was talking about.

The old farmer next to him looked at them with a look of idiots.

"There are fools in this city. If it is really that valuable, why should he be a mountain gate? He is not afraid of thieves' concerns? Why did he build a temple? Isn't it just to make money now? Is this money endless to spend in my life, so it must be a copycat."

The old farmer's remarks made the two merchants speechless. Are the monks on the mountain really a monk?

The old farmers didn't know that they came from listening to legends. They also witnessed what it means to be a god. In the entire Jiangcheng Antique Street, the most down-and-out guy was enlightened by the old monk's random guidance. He actually changed his previous business model and reduced the sales volume of things that were originally sold. He didn't know where to buy bracelets made of old Indian rosewood materials. He has been selling crazy recently.

Of course, these old materials are not the so-called old materials on Taobao. In fact, they are all problematic materials. They are either goods or materials that are not old.

There is an example in front of him. How could he not take it seriously? This is a real opportunity to make money. Who doesn’t want to? The grandson doesn’t want to.

With anticipation, he just watched quietly.

The nearby farmers didn't know the value of the mountain gate, and other passers-by didn't know it. They just thought the wood looked very beautiful and looked hard enough.

You should know that it is difficult to damage the mahogany material with a machete.

The farmers didn't care about so much. They came here with all kinds of food to sell the food to believers. Some people would buy a few bottles of black water.

However, the true believers had already arrived on the mountain.

I sorted out the design drawings in the car, and Si Fan, who looked at the magnificent and luxurious temple, felt like he was going crazy. This temple was made of pure gold.

Look at how rich the Buddhist Buddha is, and gives such a forest.

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

After checking the design drawings repeatedly, he confirmed that there was no problem and he had left the car.

There are crowds ahead, but as long as you go up the mountain, the number of people will suddenly decrease. After all, climbing a mountain is risky. Not everyone has such a future.

"It's time to go up the mountain to see the old monk. This old guy Huijing is about to explode recently! Just don't create a new Buddha in the end!" Si Fan said complaining.

After all, it is not allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the country. The old monk is trying to die.

The weather is hot, like the brilliance of the nine heavens landing in the world. The roads on the ground are roasted and the feeling of melting is about to melt. Walking on the road is a sticky and melting feeling.

Just as Si Fan was about to go up the mountain, a fellow villager in his fifties came over to ride a permanent 28 bicycle that he had no use in his old age. Behind the car was a huge white foam box.

Seeing Si Fan get out of the car and rush up enthusiastically, "Brother, do you eat popsicles? These are all new items launched today!"

Seeing the opened foam box full of ice cream, and even pieces of cut red soil watermelon, I saliva too much, especially the watermelon, which is definitely the sandiest and sweetest. The pretty red suddenly increases the speed of saliva secretion.

"Brother, how do you sell this watermelon? You need the one in the middle!~" Si Fan looked at the middle and drooled.

The watermelon is cut very well, not from the middle, but is slightly tilted in the middle. This turns out that the watermelon on one side has fewer sweetest in the middle, and the other half has more relative to the center. The pieces in the middle can be eaten to make you feel cool. In addition, the mineral water frozen into ice next to it is really tempting.

The old farmer who was thief smiled and said, "Boss, we are all the best watermelons. The three dollars on the left are each for each of them, and the ten dollars on the right are each for each of them."

As soon as the offer was made, Si Fan almost bleeded. At this time, only a dozen pieces of watermelons were made. Now the price of the watermelons in front of him was several times higher after cutting them into pieces.

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

Looking at the fresh and tender appearance of the watermelon, it almost made him unable to bear it.

Just when he was trying to pay for half a watermelon, a buddy beside him reminded him when he saw Si Fan's appearance: "You are from the engineering team, right? There are wholesale watermelon cars at the village entrance, all of which have been frozen. It's still too late to buy them now, which is a little higher than the normal market price. Everyone comes out to work, so it's not easy to make some money!"

The guy who walked over was wearing a vest on the upper body and shorts on the lower body. He was covered with tattoos of unknown things.

When I was blocked by my clothes, I felt so domineering.

When the old farmer saw this guy, he ran away without saying a word.

Following the direction of his finger, Si Fan saw that there was a van about 100 meters ahead, which should be the type with air conditioning.

Si Fan took out a few hundred yuan tickets from his pocket and said to the Terminator behind him: "You go buy some watermelon and get the best one!"

The Terminator did not hesitate at all and ran straight to the car. Si Fan, who was standing in the same place, was also very moved when he looked at the nearby sentient beings. As for the construction site, Xiao Xu was worried about it now. But in fact, he didn't have anything to do. The Terminator automatically constructed according to the drawings, without any danger or violations.

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

This is also something that Si Fan may not even have any accidents hit by his feet since construction.

In just two or three minutes, Si Fan watched the Terminator run back with a huge bag. It seemed that there were at least 40 or 50 kilograms of watermelons. The huge rope net kept all the watermelons. A group of people in the place where the watermelons were sold were no longer bought. They just stared at the Terminator's direction of running wildly. They almost rushed over to find Si Fan to ask for an explanation.

Si Fan looked at the Terminator and said to his buddy beside him: "How about I treat you to watermelon?"
Chapter completed!