462 The Walking Money-Printing Machine



When Ye Feng heard the carpenter say the words 'yellow rosewood', he was also shocked.

Even if he did not have any research on wood, he had heard of the famous yellow rosewood.

He knew that this was a very precious wood.

There was actually yellow rosewood in this shabby house?

The carpenter was not sure. He hurriedly pulled out the beam and polished the paint off it.

The reddish-brown wood was immediately revealed. At the same time, it emitted a faint fragrance of Chinese herbs.

"It's really yellow rosewood, and it's a hundred-year-old top-grade yellow rosewood. How much would such a big one cost?"

The carpenter was completely dumbfounded.

He had been a carpenter for decades, but he had never seen such a large piece of complete yellow rosewood that was more than a hundred years old.

Chen Xuan looked at him in confusion. "Isn't it just a piece of broken wood? Is it very valuable?"

This honest man, who was so shy that he couldn't speak when he saw Chen Xuan just now, immediately retorted unhappily.

"This yellow rosewood, red sandalwood, chicken wing wood, and iron wood are known as the four famous trees. They are all priceless treasures. And this beam is a hundred-year-old top-grade yellow rosewood. Do you think it's worth it?"

As he spoke, he gently stroked the piece of wood as if he was stroking a baby's skin.

Ye Feng spoke again: "Old master, please help me estimate the price, how much is this wood worth?"

The carpenter measured the size of the beam and finally gave a price. "According to my estimation, this yellow rosewood alone is worth at least 100,000 yuan."

"How much? 100,000?"

Chen Xuan immediately widened her eyes.

A piece of wood was worth 100,000?

Wasn't this too unbelievable?

Wang Baozhu, who was peeping outside the door, was also completely dumbfounded.

He had lived in this broken house for so many years, but he still did not know that this broken wood was so valuable.

Otherwise, he would have sold it as gambling capital long ago.

Although his heart was bleeding, however, on second thought, he did not seem to have suffered a loss.

Wasn't it just 100,000 yuan?

He had earned 500,000 yuan.

In this comparison, he still profited.

Ye Feng looked at the carpenter without batting an eyelid. "Old master, please take a look at the others. Are there any more valuable ones?"

The carpenter reluctantly moved his gaze away from the yellow rosewood and turned around to look at other places.

A moment later, he exclaimed again.

"This... This door is also made of yellow rosewood?"

"And the window frame… It's also yellow rosewood?"

"These beams are also... Oh my god, this..."

He was so excited that he was incoherent.

After a long time, he walked back shakily and looked at Ye Feng as if he had seen a ghost.

"This house… It is all made of yellow rosewood... They're all top-grade yellow rosewood that isover a hundred years old!"

Ye Feng was already mentally prepared.

After all, the system had sent him here to search for treasures, so it was definitely not an ordinary item.

However, he was still somewhat shocked.

The entire residence was built with yellow rosewood that was more than a hundred years old. The Wang family's ancestors were really bold and domineering.

Chen Xuan was completely stunned.

Just that beam alone was worth 100,000 yuan.

But now, the entire house was built with yellow rosewood. How much was that worth?

As for Wang Baozhu, who was standing at the door, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

His head buzzed.

The entire house was made of yellow rosewood?

How was this f*cking yellow rosewood?

That was clearly gold!

How was this a shabby house? It was clearly a golden house!

It was laughable that he had lived here for decades.

He was actually lying on the gold without knowing it.

Not only was his heart bleeding, but it was also aching to death.

Ye Feng quickly regained his senses. "Old master, can you help me estimate how much these yellow rosewood are worth?"

The carpenter swallowed his saliva. "The entire house is made of a hundred-year-old top-grade yellow rosewood. This is simply unheard of! I estimate that just these wood materials are at least... More than 300 million."

Although Ye Feng was mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he heard this number.

Yellow rosewood worth 300 million?

It was simply shocking!

Chen Xuan, who was beside him, was so shocked that she could not close her mouth.

When Ye Feng spent 500,000 to buy this house, she thought he was crazy.

Spending so much money to buy a rundown house that he couldn't live in...

He really had money but nowhere to spend it.

Only now did she know the true value of this house.

Only then did she realize how vicious the other party's eyes were.

In the blink of an eye, 500,000 yuan became 300 million yuan.

More than six hundred times.

This guy was simply a walking money-printing machine.

No, the speed at which the money printing machine printed money was probably not as fast as the speed at which he earned money.

At this moment, Wang Baozhu, who was hiding in the dark, could no longer sit still. He immediately rushed out like a madman.

"Little b*stard, give me back my house. Give me back my house."

Ye Feng already knew of his existence. He was not surprised at all.

"Your residence? You're really forgetful. Have you forgotten that you've just sold this house to me?"

Wang Baozhu glared at him with bloodshot eyes. "I've been tricked by you, little b*stard. You spent 500,000 to buy my house worth 300 million. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Ye Feng could not help but sneer: "If I did not offer 500,000, you might have sold this house for 200,000. To put it bluntly, the same treasure will be worth thousands of gold in the hands of someone who knew its value. In the hands of people who do not know what is good, it's worthless. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for not recognizing the goods."

Wang Baozhu was about to go crazy. He immediately waved his hand. "I don't care. You have to return the house to me. Otherwise… I'll sue you."

Ye Feng had lost his patience. "Go ahead and sue me. I have your signature in black and white. Everything is legal. I am the real owner of this house now."

As he spoke, he waved the transfer procedures in his hand and showed his signature.

Wang Baozhu's eyes were red as he rushed forward to snatch it.

Ye Feng only dodged, and Wang Baozhu missed his target. He staggered and fell flat on his face.

"What's wrong? Do you still want to snatch it?"

Ye Feng did not have any sympathy on his face.

There was no need to sympathize with such a gambler.

Wang Baozhu got up from the ground and wiped the blood from his mouth.

"Little b*stard, just you wait. I'll find someone who can make decisions for me to deal with you."

With that, he rushed out.