Skynet Architect

"Oh my God! This is going crazy. This seems to be the material of Indian red sandalwood, and it is a high-quality old material. This kind of material has not been seen in the market in recent decades!" Looking at the The huge mountain gate was quickly spliced ​​together, and the name of Sanbao Temple on it is so eye-catching.

The owner of the antique shop was drooling at the time.

"It's not a problem at all to make seven or eight sets of furniture with such a large material. How much is it? Tens of millions or over 100 million?" His brain has been shut down, and he has no idea what he is talking about.

The old farmer next to him looked at them like an idiot.

"There are some idiots in this city. If it's really so valuable, why would he want to be a mountain gate, not afraid of thieves thinking about it? Why would he build a temple? Isn't the purpose of building temples now is to make money? With this kind of money, you can't spend it all in your life." , this must be a copycat."

The old farmer's remarks made the two businessmen completely speechless. Is the monk on the mountain really an eminent monk?

The old farmer didn't know, but they came here after listening to the legend. I also witnessed what it means to be as good as a god. In the entire Jiangcheng Antique Street, the most down-and-out guy who was once enlightened was just a few words from the old monk. He actually changed the previous business model and reduced the number of items that were originally open for sale. The sales volume, and I don’t know where to find a few strings of bracelets made of old Indian rosewood materials, have been selling like crazy recently.

Of course, these old materials are not the so-called old materials on a certain treasure, but are actually problematic materials, either the goods are not genuine or the materials are not old.

There is such an example in the front, how could he not take it seriously, this is a real opportunity to make money. Who wouldn't? What I don't want is the grandson.

With anticipation, he just watched quietly.

The nearby farmers don't know the value of the mountain gate, let alone other passers-by. They just think the wood looks very beautiful. It seems that the hardness is enough.

You must know that the material of mahogany is difficult to damage when chopped with a machete.

Uncle farmers don't care so much, they brought all kinds of food here and began to sell those foods to believers. Some people will buy a few bottles of black water to die.

But true believers, they have already reached the mountain.

After sorting out the design drawings in the car, Si Fan felt like going crazy looking at the magnificent and extravagant temple. The temple was made of pure gold.

Look at how rich the Buddha of the Buddhist family is, bestowing such a forest.

Si Fan knew that there must be a reason for this, but he didn't know the inside story. Can only guess out of thin air.

After checking the design drawings again and again, it was determined that there was no problem, and he had already left the car.

There are swarms of people ahead, but as soon as you go up the mountain, the number of people will suddenly decrease. Mountain climbing is risky after all, and not everyone is so promising.

"It's time to go up the mountain to see the old monk. The old Huijing is going to explode recently! Just don't make a new Buddha in the end!" Si Fan complained.

After all, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a master. The old monk is trying to die.

The weather is hot, like nine days of flames falling on the earth, the roads on the ground feel like they are about to melt when they are baked, and there is a sticky melting feeling when walking on the road.

Just as Si Fan was about to go up the mountain, a fellow villager in his fifties came over, riding a permanent 28 bicycle that was no longer used in his old age. Behind the bicycle was a huge white foam box.

Seeing Si Fan getting off the car and rushing up, he said enthusiastically, "Brother, do you want to eat popsicles? These are all new products today!"

Seeing that the opened foam box is full of ice cream, and there are even pieces of red soil watermelon that have been cut into pieces, it makes my mouth water, especially the watermelon, which must be the sandiest and sweetest kind, and the pretty red color makes my mouth water The rate of secretion increases suddenly.

"Brother, how do you sell this watermelon? It's the middle piece!~" Si Fan drooled looking at the middle piece.

This watermelon is very well cut. It is not cut from the middle, but slightly off the middle. This makes the watermelon on one side less sweet in the middle.

The other half is much more than the center. The few pieces in the middle can really cool your heart, and the mineral water frozen into ice cubes next to it is really tempting.

The chicken thief old farmer smiled and said: "Boss, these are the best watermelons. The one on the left costs three yuan a piece, and the one on the right costs ten yuan a piece."

As soon as the price was quoted, Si Fan almost spurted blood. At this time, each watermelon was only a dozen yuan, and now the watermelon in front of him had to be cut into pieces to increase the price several times.

But looking at the sales volume, it is estimated that selling dozens of watermelons today will not be a problem.

Looking at the tenderness of that watermelon, it was almost unbearable for him.

Just when he was about to spend money to buy half a watermelon, a buddy beside him reminded Si Fan, "Are you from the engineering team? There is a wholesale watermelon truck in the village, all of which have been frozen After all, it’s still too late to buy now, and it’s only a little bit higher than the normal market price. Everyone is out to work, and it’s not easy to make some money!”

The buddy who came over was wearing a vest on his upper body and shorts on his lower body. I have tattoos all over my body.

Being blocked by clothes, there is such a domineering energy.

When the old farmer saw this buddy, he ran away without saying a word.

Following the direction of his finger, Si Fan saw a van about a hundred meters ahead, which should be the one with air conditioning.

Si Fan took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, and said to the Terminator behind him, "Go and buy some watermelon, you want the best!"

Without any hesitation, the Terminator rushed straight to the car. Si Fan, who was standing there, looked at the various states of beings nearby and felt a lot of emotion. As for the construction site, Xiao Xu was worried about it now. But in fact, there is nothing wrong with him. It is all done automatically by the Terminator according to the drawings, without any danger or violation.

You must know that most of the dangers are caused by violations and mistakes and fatigue work, but the Terminator does not have this problem.

This is also the reason Si Fan has been working so far, and there may not even be an accident where he hit his foot.

In just two or three minutes, Si Fan watched the Terminator rush back carrying a huge bag. It seemed that there was at least a forty to fifty catties of watermelon, and the huge rope net covered all the watermelons. A group of people in the watermelon place didn't even buy watermelons, they just stared blankly at the direction in which the Terminator was running. He almost rushed over to ask Si Fan for an explanation.

Si Fan looked at the Terminator and said to his buddies beside him, "How about I treat you to watermelon?"

Who knows, the buddy looked at the Terminator T800's physique enviously: "This buddy is too strong, is this a retired special soldier?"