"Teacher Huang, what is agarwood?”
"Is it very expensive?"
In the room, Little Sister Zi Feng's face was filled with puzzlement.
Peng Peng and Star Art looked at each other in confusion.
Wasn't this just an ordinary piece of wood?
"It's normal that you don't know how precious agarwood is.”
"After all, you don't understand this industry.”
Huang Lei said.
He took a few deep breaths.
He forced himself to calm down.
After all, they were still recording the show.
Seeing everyone's confused eyes.
Huang Lei explained to them.
"This agarwood is an extremely precious wood. At the same time, it is also an especially expensive spice.”
"Now, because of excessive logging. Wild agarwood was already very rare.”
"Especially those old agarwood, they are even rarer.”
"Therefore, the older the agarwood, the richer the fragrance, and the more expensive it is.”
"Even the cheapest agarwood that has been formed for a few years costs 50 to 60 yuan per gram.”
"As for those aged agarwood, they are even more expensive.”
"I just tried it out. This old bed is at least 200 to 300 pounds.”
Hearing Huang Lei's words.
The live broadcast room was instantly in an uproar.
"Two to three hundred catties! F * ck!"
"50 per gram, more expensive than silver!"
"My poverty has limited my imagination!"
"I just calculated that 50 yuan per gram means that this entire bed is worth at least five to six million yuan!”
"Five to six million, that's 100 million!”
"The person above is really a math genius!"
After hearing the price of the wooden bed, he was shocked.
Everyone was stunned.
He Jiong and the others were also surprised.
However, he was not too surprised.
For celebrities like them.
Earning millions of yuan a year was easy.
Sometimes, he could earn 2.08 million in a day!
A bed that was worth five to six million yuan was a fantasy for ordinary people.
However, it was not surprising to them.
"Of course, what I said just now was only the price of ordinary agarwood.”
Huang Lei spoke again.
Hearing his words, everyone was stunned.
What did Teacher Huang mean?
Could it be?
Was this not an ordinary agarwood bed?
Under everyone's gaze, Huang Lei caressed the agarwood bed.
Her gaze was gentle, as if she was looking at a piece of peerless jade.
"You all know that my grandfather is an antique collector.”
"15 years ago, he spent 1.5 million from a friend to buy a 500-year-old top-grade agarwood bracelet.”
"At that time, the price of 500-year-old agarwood had already reached 5,000 to 6,000 per gram!”
"Moreover, my grandfather treated that bracelet as a treasure.”
"Not to mention my father, he can't even bear to let me, his biological grandson, touch him!”
"I asked a friend last year. The price of Grandpa's bracelet has probably doubled!”
"And the agarwood used in this wooden bed is much better than the agarwood used in my grandfather's bracelet.”
"A little better!"
After Huang Lei finished speaking.
The scene was silent.
He Jiong's mouth was wide open, looking frightened.
"How much would that cost!"
Zhang Zifeng's face was also filled with disbelief.
"Gulp!"
Someone swallowed.
This was the price of top-grade agarwood.
In 15 years, the price had doubled or tripled!
What kind of concept was this?
A 200-pound agarwood bed.
More than 10,000 per gram.
A staff member took out his phone.
He started calculating.
"I-I-I calculated it. The final total value is.”
"At least 1.1…1.2 billion!”
In the end, a staff member said with a trembling voice.
Director Wang Zhengyu heard this.
A layer of cold sweat immediately formed on his back.
F * ck!
This ordinary-looking bed was worth more than a billion?？？
At that time, he came here to scout the place.
He had originally planned to carry these old objects out.
They changed into the new tables and chairs that they had prepared.
In the end, his cameraman stopped him.
"Fortunately, we didn't carry him out at that time!”
Wang Zhengyu rejoiced in his heart.
If he had accidentally bumped into something when he was carrying it out.
Perhaps they would have to work to pay off their debts now!
1.2 billion!
Maybe it was more than that.
After all, this was the lowest price.
At the same time.
In the live broadcast room.
"Did I hear wrongly? 1.2 billion?”
" My poverty has changed me beyond recognition…"
"Jealousy, it separated my body from my body."
" What kind of experience is it to sleep on a bed worth a billion dollars…"
"I'm afraid that if we get a little dust off, we'll have to pay for it like pants!”
At this moment.
A line of colorful bullet comments appeared on the screen of the live broadcast room.
"Huang Lei is right, but not completely right!"”
Sky Treasure Pavilion?
Seeing this name, the viewers in the livestream room were a little stunned.
The Sky Treasure Pavilion was one of the biggest antique dealers in the country.
There were dozens of branches all over the country.
Moreover, it had a very good reputation and was very famous in the antique industry.
As for Zhao Zhongshan, he was the old pavilion master of the Sky Treasure Pavilion.
He was the honorary deputy head of the Antique Association.
He had already retired.
It also held a pivotal position in the antique industry.
Unexpectedly, he was also watching the livestream.
Immediately, many people greeted Zhao Zhongshan.
"I didn't expect Elder Zhao to be so funny!”
"You're right, but you're not completely right!”
"Elder Zhao is really old but not old at heart!”
"Mr. Zhao, did Teacher Huang say something wrong?”
"Could it be that this bed isn't that expensive?”
"Like I said, a bed is worth one billion. How is that possible?”
"You said it wrong, but you didn't say it completely wrong.”
……
"Not completely correct?"
In front of the camera, Huang Lei was stunned.
If someone else said that about him, he might not be convinced.
However, the person who said this.
He was the old pavilion master of the Sky Treasure Pavilion, someone even his grandfather admired.
He was the most authoritative person in antiques.
Therefore, he must have his own reasons for what he said.
Huang Lei could only humbly ask for advice.
"Bring the camera closer so I can take a closer look!”
At this time, Zhao Zhongshan spoke again.
"Alright!"
Huang Lei agreed readily.
He quickly asked a few professional cameramen to step forward.
He took a close-up shot of the agarwood bed.
The color and texture of the agarwood.
It was clearly displayed in the entire live broadcast room.
Zhao Zhongshan observed carefully in front of the camera.
In the end, Zhao Zhongshan came to a conclusion.
"This isn't 500-year-old agarwood.”
"Instead, it's a top-grade Agarwood King that's more than a thousand years old!”
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