NOVEL WEB Chapter 8
Wang Heng waited quietly.
Soon, a system prompt sounded in my head.
"Successfully recover the hexagonal palace lamp x6, congratulations to the host for obtaining the [Modern Lamp Item Recovery Manual], get 50 points
!" "The current point balance is 231 points!" "
[Modern Lamp Item Recycling Manual]: Click to learn, you will get the knowledge of all modern lamp items, you can easily identify the type of modern lamp, and evaluate its value, any modern lamp can not escape your eyes!
Wang Heng listened to the prompt sound, and his heart was happy!
This is the purpose of his recycling.
First, you can get an item recovery manual.
Second, you can get system points.
Recovering high-value, new types of items will earn different points.
Points can be used to modify and repair items, and of course, the cost value is increased according to the difficulty of repairing/transforming the item.
"Study!"
Wang Heng said secretly in his heart, and suddenly, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and a vast stream of information entered his mind like a spring, which made his temples swell, and he was also a little dizzy.
Maybe it was because he was too tired this day, so Wang Heng fell asleep on the bed in a daze, and it was the next morning when he fell asleep.
Gollum~
As soon as he woke up, Wang Heng went out to find something to eat amid the whining of his stomach.
However, at this time, the genius was bright, and there were only a few sporadic breakfast stalls on the road with lights on the stove, and from time to time you could see a few young people drinking meat and vegetables.
"Boss, bring me a pancake with three eggs, a king of kings, a meat floss, three bacon, and a tenderloin.
Wang Heng scanned the code on the side of the road and bought a pancake.
His eyes involuntarily stared at the boss's lamp.
The style of this table lamp looks very old-fashioned, with a brass bracket and base, and a green glass lampshade that is badly damaged, like a tattered.
But even so, there seemed to be a voice in Wang Heng's heart telling him that this table lamp was not simple, and it was a very valuable thing.
So, Wang Heng simply systematically identified it.
Item: Green Tourmaline Table Lamp
Details: During the Republic of China, a table lamp designed in Czechoslovakia with a hidden lattice on the base.
Material: brass, glass
Age: 1910Production
quality: Broken seriously
Summary: It only has basic use value, not worth collectingReference
price: 200-500 yuan Recycling price: 300 yuan
Hidden with a dark grid?
This kind of old objects from the Republic of China period can also be seen on the antique street a lot of genuine items, but there are few really valuable ones.
But it's not the same if you have a hidden compartment.
It is very likely that there are items hidden in this dark compartment that are hundreds, thousands, or ten thousand times more valuable than themselves.
"Boss, how many years have you used this lamp, and it's broken like this, and you don't think about changing it.
Wang Heng half-jokingly tentatively said.
The boss was also a straight man, and while working, he said, "This thing was dropped by my neighbor, it's a little old, but it can be used."
Seeing this, Wang Heng didn't talk nonsense, and directly said what he thought in his heart: "Then you see this, I am a waste collector, 50 will be collected for you this lamp, and you will have enough money to buy a new one, how about it?"
The boss also didn't care, and said with a smile: "Okay, you scan the code and pay directly, by the way, are the pancakes spicy?"
After paying the money happily, Wang Heng returned to the basement with the pancakes and the lamp and turned on the live broadcast.
"Mr. Wang, it can be regarded as waiting for you to start the live broadcast. "
I look forward to the anchor picking up the leak again today and giving us another wave
of red envelopes!" "Yes! Yesterday's red envelopes are very powerful, much more atmospheric than Liu Anan next door, and I will only watch your live broadcast in the future!"
As soon as the broadcast started, a large number of viewers poured into Wang Heng's live broadcast room.
However, Wang Heng didn't care, just pointed the camera at the table lamp he had just bought.
"Brothers, this is the treasure I bought for 50 yuan today, and I will let you in a while, how did this thing turn into a phoenix!"
"Treasure?! is just such a broken lamp?"
"This thing looks like it was used for filming TV dramas."
"Anchor, you won't be going to pit the old man who sells fans again today, right
?" "Laugh to death, does the old man still dare to believe the anchor?"
looked at Wang Heng's treasure.
The water friends in the live broadcast room have expressed doubts.
Many people also associate this lamp with the transmitter they received earlier.
There are even people who wonder if Wang Heng went to the crew filming the drama and flickered a lamp back.
However, Wang Heng did not refute anything, but leisurely stepped on his tricycle and began his journey of picking up leaks.
At this time, it was only seven o'clock, the antique shops were not open, and the thrift market on Confucian Temple Street was basically not open.
I can only see a few stall owners setting up stalls sporadically.
Wang Heng could only wander around a few stalls boredly.
It didn't take long for a one-legged person to stop the car, stop in front of a stall and say, "Uncle Zhou, can't you sell this pile of rags?" I have all the two yuan a pound!" Zhou
Zhengfeng looked at Wang Heng stopped in front of him, secretly said unlucky, and said unhappily: "Go and go, what rags, I am all serious old things! This high-grade Yuan Qinghua, at least 800,000
!" Wang Heng jumped off the tricycle, squatted in front of the stall to pick and choose, and said with a smile: " Okay, yours are all old things, then I'll give you a little more price, two yuan and five pounds, and I'll accept it all if I agree!"
But when he glanced over just now, there seemed to be more than 10,000 of the system's appraisal results, which couldn't help but make Wang Heng curious.
Could it be a system bug?"
"Uncle Zhou, let's not talk about fakes, for the sake of old acquaintances
, three yuan and one catty, accept it sincerely!" "You!" Zhou
Zhengfeng was so angry that he couldn't do it, but he knew Wang Heng's virtue in his heart, so he could only tearfully point to the things on the stall and say: "You kid is really annoying, I met you kid just out of the stall, three yuan and five, if you accept me, I will sell it!"
People who do business pay the most attention to the first order at the beginning of the day, which almost determines the luck of the day.
Although the purchase price of these things in front of him adds up to less than 200, selling three yuan and five to Wang Heng is a sure profit.
But this day's luck was even defeated in Wang Heng's hands.
Wang Heng took out the scale, moved it up and weighed it, and said with a smile: "A total of eighty-eight catties, three hundred and eight, I'll make up a whole for you, count three hundred and one, okay?"
"Take it and take it away!" Zhou
Zhengfeng's face was extremely gloomy, and after collecting the money, he left the stall and ran away.
But Wang Heng grinned and moved the entire stall to the tricycle, his eyes full of evil smiles that had succeeded in his scheme.