King of Perspective Vision Chapter 469: Weird dark iron block

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If only going to Baichuan City to attract investment and other things, Cui Hao can completely stay out of the matter and leave this matter to Wang Changsheng and others. With the current reputation of Boai Group, I believe this is not a difficult thing, nothing more. It's just a bargain on the division of shares, land leases, and so on. But this time, Cui Hao went there in person, because this matter involved that wonderful treasure, and there were many dangers in it. He was worried that Wang Changsheng would not be able to handle it.

Because 80% of the area is covered by mountains, Baichuan City is named after it. It is a relatively well-known poor city nearby. The mayor Tian Bonong is afraid of the arrival of Cui Hao and others. To the effect, personally welcome, and to accompany you throughout the journey, and the service is meticulous.

Under Tian Bonong's arrangement, everyone stayed in a high-end hotel. Soon, the two parties began to negotiate. Although he was determined to win that precious place, Wang Changsheng still showed a casual attitude, pointing out that a large area of ​​mountainous areas should be leased, and the two sides immediately launched a fierce battle, both of them wanting to get bigger. interest.

This kind of negotiation between the two parties naturally cannot be completed in a day or two. After all, there are too many things and profits involved, so naturally we must try our best to fight for ourselves. For this kind of negotiation, Cui Hao was somewhat distracted. He heard that there was an antique street in the city that was very lively. For a while, he felt a little timid and wanted to go shopping for Taobao. So he left the negotiation to Wang Changsheng. He slipped out, hired a taxi, and soon came to Antique Street.

Prosperity antiques and chaotic times are gold. Today, Huaxia is in the good age of cooking brocades with strong oil. They like antiques, and buying and selling antiques has become a hobby of many people. Therefore, this antique street is extremely lively and extraordinary.

Cui Hao wandered freely on the Antique Street with his hands behind his back. People who don’t know his identity may just think that this is a young man who is just looking at the bustle, but who knows that he is a worthy person? A true antique master with the title of Master Bao.

After opening the perspective, Cui Hao wandered casually in the antique street. The people on the street are all kinds of people. Almost everyone has the mentality of Taobao, and imagines that the handwriting can be found on the street stalls and sold at high prices. . In fact, everyone understands that this kind of good thing is very rare, and perhaps only one and a half of a hundred people are lucky enough to buy something with great value for money. But even so, this does not affect everyone's enthusiasm for Taobao. The antique street is still crowded and busy every day.

The antique street is mostly street stalls, with a dazzling array of antique calligraphy and paintings. Cui Hao wandered freely in a playful attitude. During the period, he naturally opened his perspective and looked carefully. As he inspected, some peculiar auras appeared on these antique calligraphy and paintings, but most of them were very messy, of course, occasionally there would be some objects with special aura. Each antique contains the special atmosphere of its history, such as the Tang Dynasty, Wenzhi Wugong, and the four directions of supernatural power, such as the Yuan Dynasty, violent and brutal, and the people are not alive...

Although I encountered one or two real antiques on Antique Street, the value is not too high. Cui Hao is now rich in the enemy's country, but he doesn't care about such a small amount of money, so he didn't buy it. When he walked under a big willow tree and saw an antique stall under it, he was shocked and looked at a dark iron block with slight surprise.

On this iron piece, there seems to be some blood stained, and on it, there is a faintly terrifying atmosphere, like a deep prison!

Although this kind of aura is looming, but when I feel it carefully, Cui Hao has a terrifying feeling, his back is cold, it seems that he is not facing a dark iron. It's a terrifying existence!

Pretending to be random, Cui Hao pointed to the piece of dark iron and smiled, "This thing is dark, but a piece of rotten iron. You sell it too. Do you really think we are all fools?"

The stall owner is a thin man with a horse face. Hearing this, he suddenly jumped up unwillingly and yelled, "Why is it rubbish? I am not a piece of iron. It is heavy. Don't look at it as only a slap. It’s a big piece, but it weighs more than a hundred catties. Isn’t this a baby?"

A slap-sized thing weighs more than a hundred catties. Indeed, it can be called a treasure.

Hearing that, Cui Hao didn't say anything, reached out his hand to pick up this dark iron block, weighed it twice, and nodded, "Well, it's really not light, how do you sell this thing?"

Seeing such a scene, the stall owner was shocked, and took a step back subconsciously. Then he smiled and said, "Hero, I took this thing from someone else. If it's not anxious to spend money, He won't sell it to me, so you can give me a cost price of 100,000 yuan, how about it?"

This thin man looked like a profiteer. When he heard the words, Cui Hao sneered in his heart. He was hypnotized by the hypnotic abilities that urged his perspective.

After finishing this move, he asked again, "Who bought this thing from you? Also, how much is it worth?"

Already hypnotized, the thin man nodded sluggishly, and said in a stiff tone, "I bought this thing from the owner of the Lao Wang biscuits shop in Taiping Street for a thousand yuan. His son has a strange Ill, spent a lot of money, if it weren’t like this, he would still be reluctant to sell this thing. I don’t know what it is, but since the palm is so heavy, it must be a good thing."

Hearing the words of the thin man, Cui Hao secretly cursed the profiteer in his heart, put the item on the ground, and then left the place straight away, hired a taxi, and headed directly towards Heping Street. Cui Hao didn't take away this weird piece of black iron, because he felt it was of no use to him. What really made him curious was its source.

After a while after Cui Hao left, the thin man trembled all over, as if he had just woke up from a dream. At this moment, there was a touch of horror on his face. Although the scenes just now were blurred, he was still vague. Some faint impressions seem to be that the young man casually glanced at himself, and then he seemed to lose himself and completely obeyed his inquiry...

"Weirdo! I met a terrible weirdo!......" The thin man said to himself in shock.

Not to mention the experience of the thin man, Cui Hao sat in the taxi and told the driver to slow down, slowly admiring the many shops on Heping Street, and when the taxi drove to the middle of Heping Street, A very inconspicuous little shop fell into the eyes, Lao Wang sesame cake shop.

After discovering the goal of this line, Cui Hao paid and got off the car and walked straight to the biscuits shop.

This is an old-brand biscuits shop. It has been in business for at least ten years at a glance. A middle-aged couple is busy, and in the shop, a pale young man is sitting on a stool , Coughing a few times from time to time, a weak gesture.

"Huh? Tuberculosis? And, it's the more serious type..." Cui Hao caught a glance at the young man.

While following Xia Tian and Liu Qingfeng to go for a consultation, he also saw more than one tuberculosis patient, and he knew exactly what his symptoms were.

Walking straight to the door of the biscuits shop, Cui Hao said to the middle-aged man who was busy making biscuits, "Brother, do you have time?"

Hearing that, the middle-aged man stopped his work and said with a simple smile, "Little brother, what do you want? If you are buying sesame cakes, you may have to wait for seven or eight minutes. However, our sesame seeds are absolutely delicious!"

Cui Hao can feel the honesty of the middle-aged man. He smiled and shook his head and said, "I'm not here to buy sesame seed cakes. I am a doctor. I think his medical skills are superb. I think your son has tuberculosis, and It is in the middle and late stages. This kind of disease is difficult to diagnose and treat, and the treatment process is even more expensive. You can't afford such a small biscuits shop!"

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