A treasure-appraisal maniac

After Lu Fei finished speaking, Zhang Chunlin, the owner of the furniture factory, collapsed to the ground like mud.

Even Song Jinfeng was a little surprised when this scene happened.

Zhang Chunlin stared at Lu Fei as if he was a ghost, and said stutteringly.

"You, you, I don't understand what you said."

"Please leave."

"hehe!"

"Boss Zhang, it wouldn't be fun if you keep pretending to be confused at this time!"

"All of your timbers are unearthed objects, and they were unearthed no more than three days ago."

"It must have been buried for at least sixty years."

"China's Cultural Relics Law stipulates that everything on mountains, in water, underground, unearthed, etc., are all national property."

"To put it simply, these are all unearthed cultural relics."

"No matter who digs up these cultural relics, as long as they don't report it, it is a crime."

"Private trafficking is an even worse crime."

"And you privately traded stolen goods in huge quantities, worth more than 50 million."

"If there's a thunderstorm, I think Boss Zhang won't have to spend money on food in his life!"

boom--

At this moment, Zhang Chunlin's face was pale, and big beads of sweat were dripping down.

Shortness of breath, near heart attack.

He glanced at Lu Fei in horror and asked nervously.

"You, who are you?"

Song Jinfeng came over.

"Old Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you sick? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"Mr. Zhang, who are you, your friend?"

"What is the purpose of your visit today?" Zhang Chunlin asked.

"Well!"

Song Jinfeng pointed at Lu Fei and said with a smile.

"Lao Zhang, you really don't know him?"

"do not know!"

"Depend on!"

"You are too ignorant!"

"this is mine

Good brother, Lu Fei, a famous collector and philanthropist in China! "

puff! ! !

Hearing the word "Lu Fei", Zhang Chunlin suddenly felt the urge to spurt blood.

Looking at Lu Fei again, his eyes were filled with fear.

"You, are you really Lu Fei?"

"good!"

"I am Lu Fei."

"Boss Zhang, don't be nervous."

"I came here today to buy wood from you."

"What I just said was a warning."

"You are Brother Song's friend. Of course I will not harm you, but will help you."

"These things are stolen goods, you must tell me clearly."

"Explain it clearly, I can help you solve it."

"Otherwise, you can figure out what the consequences will be." Lu Fei said.

Zhang Chunlin was scared to death when he was sure that the person in front of him was Lu Fei.

He knew what Lu Fei's relationship was with the archaeological community in China, and he also understood that the consequences of what Lu Fei said were true.

At this moment, he no longer dared to take any chances.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Chunlin invited Lu Fei and the others into his office.

He asked the secretary to make tea, then locked the door, and then told the truth.

Two days ago, a bearded man came to sell wood.

Zhang Chunlin's furniture factory has its own dedicated supplier and had no intention of talking nonsense to the bearded man.

However, when the bearded man took out a window frame made of old red sandalwood, Zhang Chunlin was completely stunned.

Those who make furniture know a lot about wood.

Zhang Chunlin could tell at a glance that this was real old red sandalwood material.

However, there is slight corrosion on the surface of the material and there are mottled sludge.

Zhang Chunlin was experienced and immediately judged that it was dug out of the soil.

But Zhang Chunlin was not too surprised.

Because this is a piece of window frame material, not a coffin table.

Although he was not surprised, he had no intention of trading with Big Beard.

He also knows that unearthed wood carries certain risks.

However, when the bearded man sent the photo to him, Zhang Chunlin hesitated.

In the photo, there are more than a dozen logs made of aniseed material, and each one is made of real old red sandalwood material.

Materials of this size have not been seen on the market for many years.

As the owner of a furniture factory, it is impossible to remain indifferent to these treasures.

What made him even more tempted was the price offered by Big Beard.

A dozen cubic meters of red sandalwood aniseed cost only five million for Beard.

But the prerequisite must be cash.

Zhang Chunlin is an expert, and he knew at a glance that the value of these materials would not be less than 50 million.

If it were made into furniture and sold, it might be worth over 100 million yuan.

As for the largest beam, if you meet a capable collector, this one can be sold for 20 to 30 million.

In front of huge profits, Zhang Chunlin finally couldn't help but be tempted.

Although these materials are unearthed wood, they are all parts of the house structure.

As long as it's not something unearthed from a tomb, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

Take these materials back and keep them in a safe place. If you find an opportunity to take them out in a year and a half, there will definitely be no trouble.

After making up his mind, Zhang Chunlin bargained with Big Beard and finally decided to buy all the materials for three million in one shot.

The two parties agreed that Zhang Chunlin would raise cash and Big Beard would be responsible for delivering the goods.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Chunlin dismissed all the guards and security guards, and took his brother-in-law and two people to complete the handover with Big Beard.

After the transaction was completed, Zhang Chunlin was so excited that he almost went crazy looking at the red sandalwood aniseed materials worth tens of millions.

Together with my brother-in-law, I rinsed all the materials overnight and temporarily hid them in the cracks behind the iron pear wood pile to dry in the shade.