Chapter 43 The second golden finger

The main thing is the exquisite wood carvings on the wooden bed. The color of the wood is very beautiful. It is light purple and the texture looks good. When you get close to it, there seems to be a light fragrance.

It seems to be... rosewood.

Although Xu Haixia was just a yoga teacher in her previous life, her family background is very good and she has some money.

I also know some friends who like to collect antiques.

I also have a certain understanding of these things.

Rosewood is a rare wood. A coffee table can be worth more than 100,000.

If you replace it with a cabinet or bed, the price will be more expensive.

In addition, the craftsmanship of this bed is exquisite. It is completely different from current objects. It is completely antique.

Worth at least a million.

What is the concept of one million? A bed is equivalent to a suite.

Xu Haixia felt very sad when she saw this.

She can't move such a big bed by herself.

Just leave it here. It’s a good time to come.

Next time, it might be in ruins.

It was hard for Xu Haixia to imagine that scene.

Her hand unconsciously touched the edge of the bed. Xu Haixia couldn't help but think, if there was any way she could make the bed disappear.

In just a blink of an eye, the red sandalwood bed disappeared in front of Xu Haixia.

Xu Haixia was so frightened that she took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

After a long time, she didn't know where the bed was.

I searched the whole room carefully but found no trace.

Xu Haixia almost gave up.

At this time, she thought of something.

Before the bed disappeared, she touched it with her hands and thought, if only it could disappear.

Is it because of this?

She picked up a piece of wood from the ground and muttered in her mind, hoping that the piece of wood would disappear.

Unexpectedly, it disappeared again.

Can I come back again?

Xu Haixia thought so. The missing wood appeared again.

Xu Haixia was stunned, thinking of the broken bowl on her back.

The ability to make things disappear and return is a bit like space.

Is this the second golden finger in the broken bowl?

Xu Haixia took down the basket and took out the broken bowl.

It's still a normal look and doesn't look any different.

Can those things and the broken bowl disappear?

Xu Haixia took the broken bowl, closed her eyes, and thought to herself.

When she opened her eyes again, the broken bowl was gone.

Moreover, a black circle appeared on Xu Haixia's right wrist. The circle was incomplete, like a broken bowl.

Xu Haixia restrained her inner joy and began to look for more things she could use on the second-hand market.

Most of them are precious wood, rosewood, pineapple...but they are not as well preserved as the bed. They are all broken, but they are still valuable.

In order not to arouse suspicion, Xu Haixia found some inconspicuous people.

Broken pots and pans.

The bowls and plates are not from this era. If you look at the prints, they should be from the Qing Dynasty.

But it's not worth much. After all, it's not from Siguan Kiln.

According to Xu Haixia's understanding, the antiques industry is very deep.

It doesn't mean it's valuable because it has an age.

It also has to be a quality product from a good place.

Otherwise, they won't be able to sell it at a good price.

Xu Haixia took out what she wanted bit by bit.

Finally, he said to the old man watching the door: "I can't find the lock, but I think the wood is very good and can be used as firewood. There are also some dishes, so the family doesn't need to buy any more."

There are many people who come to the flea market to pick up old things.

Most of them are older than Xu Haixia. They also buy plates and broken teapots.

So the old man had no doubts.
Chapter completed!