"It can't be gold!"
After Wang Yaozu exclaimed, he pulled away the wood chips that he had trampled and took out a small yellow croaker.
"gold!"
"There's so much gold!"
Wang Yaozu brought the gold to Yi Zhonghai, shook it in front of him, and shouted excitedly.
"Uncle Yi, you are really my God of Wealth!"
Wang Yaozu excitedly picked up Yi Zhonghai and spun him around twice.
The smile on Yi Zhonghai's face suddenly froze, as if his mother had died!
no!
How could gold be found in such a broken box?
Did you help him buy a small yellow croaker for ten yuan? This...this...Yi Zhonghai felt very depressed.
Seeing that Yi Zhonghai's expression was a little strange, Wang Yaozu said happily: "What's wrong, Uncle Yi, you successfully bought gold for me, aren't you happy?"
"You relied on your knowledge to help me gain astonishing wealth, and you didn't ask for any reward. Uncle Yi, I...I'm so touched!"
"Are you happy?"
I'm happy with my big dick. I'm here to trick you and make your ten dollars go down the drain.
I didn't expect you to be so lucky. There was a gold bar in this broken box, and you picked it up!
Damn it, you idiot!
If I had known there were gold bars in this box, I would have bought it myself!
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!
Yi Zhonghai yelled crazily in his heart. He wished he could find a piece of tofu and hit his head on it to death.
Yi Zhonghai's face twitched, and he showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Happy, I'm happy, I'm so happy, hahaha!"
Seeing Wang Yaozu draw gold from the box, people who came to the antique street to buy antiques gathered around him and wanted to find out.
When the stall owner saw that the box Wang Yaozu bought from him contained gold bars, his eyes immediately turned red. He stood up and yelled: "This is my gold, I won't sell it anymore!"
As he said that, he reached out and grabbed the gold.
Wang Yaozu grabbed the hand extended by the stall owner and squeezed it hard.
"Ah!!!! Let me go!"
The stall owner felt as if his hand was clamped by the large pliers used to clamp steel bars in the steel rolling mill, and was about to be crushed by Wang Yaozu.
Wang Yaozu took out the sales agreement he had just put away from his pocket, slapped it on the stall owner's face in front of everyone, and rubbed it back and forth, back and forth!
"Your gold? You won't sell it? Then what does the sales agreement you just signed with me count?"
"Huh? If it's good for you, you'll take the money, but you won't sell it if I make money? Is this how you do business?"
"With so many people watching today, why don't we go to the Military Control Commission to argue? Let me see how you do business?"
The facial features of the stall owner whose hand was being grasped almost wrinkled together. He couldn't figure out how this young man could have so much strength even though he didn't look very strong.
His hand was grabbed and he couldn't break free.
He even had a hunch that as long as he dared to resist, this kid would break his arm.
Seeing the stall owner's face, the others were instantly reluctant.
"How can you, the boss, go back on your word and ask for back what you sold?"
'That's right, you were the ones who made this purchase and sale agreement in the first place. Now that the agreement has been signed, I see how you regret it! '
"Don't be afraid, young man. Let's go to the Military Control Commission and let the Military Control Commission deal with these unscrupulous traders!"
"Yes, it must be reported to the Military Control Commission. This situation is really too bad!"
"..."
The enthusiastic people around him sneered at the stall owner, making him feel ashamed.
The stall owner cried and said, "Can you let me go first? My hand is about to be broken!"
Wang Yaozu snorted coldly and let go of the stall owner!
"The people from the Military Control Commission are here, please give way!"
The moment the stall owner extended his demonic claws towards Wang Yaozu, enthusiastic people went to the Military Control Commission.
When he heard that the people from the Military Control Commission were coming, the stall owner's face turned pale. These people really didn't give them any chance to explain!
There is a military control commission station at the east end of the street, and these people come quickly.
A squad leader led six team members into the crowd with serious faces.
"Hello everyone, I am the person in charge of the military control of Antique Street this week. My name is Wang Jin. I heard that someone is making trouble here. What is going on?" Wang Jin looked at everyone present.
An uncle said indignantly: "Wang Jin informed me that this boss sold a box and signed the sales and purchase agreement, but gold was found in the box!"
"He insists on saying that the gold belongs to him. He won't sell it, and he wants to take action against this young man. If everyone hadn't stopped him, he would probably have had a knife!"
This old man was also a veteran from Jiucheng, and he directly told the story of the incident with added detail.
If someone encounters something unfair today, if you don't speak up for others, others won't speak up for you when it's your turn tomorrow.
The sales agreement is the rule of Antique Street. If someone breaks this rule, the Antique Street will be in chaos.
Seeing the old man saying that he was about to go under the knife, the stall owner trembled for a moment and said anxiously: "I don't, comrade! I really don't!"
"I didn't use the knife, but this old man slandered me!"
Wang Jin asked: "Did you say that the gold is yours?" '
The stall owner lowered his head in shame and whispered, "Yes!"
Wang Jin said with a straight face: "Since you have signed the sales agreement, you should abide by the agreement. You are always happy when you lie to others!"
"This time I will give you a major demerit and a warning. Next time, I will expel you from the Antique Street!"
Expelling the antique street, his business will basically be ruined.
After this incident, he will no longer be able to set up his stall in the near future. He must withdraw today and let his wife come over with her household number to sell tomorrow.
Under the gaze of everyone, the stall owner walked away in despair.
Wang Jin took a look at the gold in Wang Yaozu's hand and asked with a smile: "Comrade, do you sell your gold? If so, you can go to the Military Control Commission to sell it. The price is the same as the market price, fifty-three yuan per gram!"
The Military Control Commission also has the task of collecting gold. Gold is a hard commodity in the current international market. Now that there is a fight in the north, gold is what I use to buy arms from Big Brother.
Katyusha, six taels of gold.
All weapons are clearly priced!
"Sell, of course, comrade, I will sell my gold to the Military Control Commission!" Wang Yaozu said with a smile.
Wang Jin smiled and said: "Come on, let's go back to weigh it and check its purity!"
Wang Jin took Wang Yaozu to the Military Control Commission, and Yi Zhonghai hurriedly followed behind to see how much gold could be sold for.
Gold has a price range in the market. This price is based on the purity of the gold. The higher the purity, the higher the price of gold.
In the military control meeting, Wang Jin first weighed Wang Yaozu's gold bar. The gold bar in Wang Yaozu's hand was a standard small yellow croaker gold bar with a net weight of 31.25 grams.
After the weighing was completed, Wang Jin burned Wang Yaozu's gold bar with fire. The gold bar showed a very pure golden yellow, which was the best quality gold.
Wang Jin said: "Comrade, this gold bar of yours is high-quality gold with relatively good quality. The Military Control Commission can pay fifty-seven yuan per gram. Do you think this price is acceptable?"
Wang Yaozu nodded and said: "Okay!"
"Okay, I'll get the money and the agreement!"
Wang Jin went in to get the money and the agreement, while Wang Yaozu and Yi Zhonghai were waiting outside.
After about five minutes of touching, Wang Jin came out of the house.
31.25 grams of gold, priced at 1,781.25 yuan.
Wang Yaozu signed the contract happily, collected the money, and left the Military Control Commission with Yi Zhonghai.
Wang Yaozu held one hundred and seventy-eight big black sheets in his hand and counted them again and again. Yi Zhonghai on the side was hesitant to speak.
Wang Yaozu looked at Yi Zhonghai with a smile and said with a smile: "I've made so much money this time, thank you so much, sir!"
Yi Zhonghai's claws instantly became numb and he smiled bitterly: "No, you're welcome!"
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