Chapter 49 Dream Breaker

The wooden carving is only one hand high, dark, and depicts a man with nine snakes growing out of his chin.

The craftsmanship is not refined, many details are vague, and there is no artistic creativity. It is indeed not a valuable thing.

If you know its origin, or if you typically express a certain artistic style, you can still fetch 10,000 yuan.

But if you only know that it is an old object from hundreds of years ago and nothing more, it may only be sold for a few hundred or even a thousand yuan.

Appraisal is very important for an antique. If no master can tell it how ugly it is, it will not be worth spending a lot of money on.

Mo Qiong put down the wood carving and turned to choose among the jewelry.

Except for Zhang He and Xiao Kun, everyone else is not very knowledgeable. They choose things based on their own taste and guesswork.

For example, some people choose a pearl necklace, thinking that such a large string of pearls is of the same size and white in color, and the price of the pearls alone is quite high.

Some people value items such as the Jade Buddha more. After all, the higher the artistic value of antiques, the more valuable they are. I think this Buddha carving is so good and highlights the crystallization of ancient art. It must be good.

Others are interested in royal items such as paperweights, thinking that they must have been used by a certain king. When they are identified, such items that have been used by famous people will be more valuable.

In short, everyone had their own ideas, and everyone shared it with great interest.

Even if people are interested in the same thing, they will discuss it with each other, give this one to you, give that one to me, and so on.

No one would think about taking advantage, everyone is a decent person, and everyone in the family knows each other well.

There's no point in taking advantage of this small advantage unless you can keep it all to yourself.

But is that possible? What Zhang He discovered was distributed as equally as possible, which was already very interesting.

Mo Qiong was not very good at choosing these things. He picked a few things that no one was grabbing, and Zhang He couldn't stand it anymore.

He personally went out to help Mo Qiong pick them out, and asked for two good jade pendants to be stuffed into Mo Qiong's hands.

"You should choose more of these with inscriptions and patterns, otherwise how can the appraiser judge? A jade ring without even a seal will basically be sold for the jade price," Zhang He said.

Mo Qiong smiled and didn't take it seriously.

"I have made a lot of money from such a trip to the sea. These things plus the share of gold and silver and the previous seven million, I can get almost thirty million, right? It will be enough for me for a long time, so much What about millions?”

Zhang He shook his head and said: "With so many more millions, naturally there are millions more uses. You are too easy to be satisfied."

Mo Qiong smiled and said, "I don't have much of an appetite to begin with. I'm not satisfied even if I just picked up 30 million for nothing when I went out to sea. How can I be satisfied?"

"Yes, we are just picking up money this time. We still want to have a relationship, but you guys are just picking it up for nothing." Zhang He pointed at Mo Qiong and smiled.

Xiao Kun smiled and said: "No, I feel like I'm at a huge loss. I'll auction these things for you, and you all have to give me a commission."

Mo Qiong said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just ask for the share you deserve."

"Think about it carefully, you are really the emperor of Europe. Ever since you boarded the ship, our luck has been extremely good. We have encountered surprises frequently. We have never had such good things when we went to sea before. We can find pearls in the sea. The biggest one is I'll give you one. It's you and Zhang He who have discovered the treasure now, and you're also lucky in playing cards." Xiao Kun said.

Mo Qiong said hurriedly: "The luckiest one is to survive. If you hadn't bumped into me, how could I have boarded your ship?"

As he said that, he looked at Zhang He and said: "By the way, Zhang He, you can be considered as discovering these things alone. Everyone just collects the money. You have discovered so many valuable things this time. In the future, in the sailing circle Here, who doesn’t know you?”

Zhang He was stunned and said: "Isn't this... bad?"

Mo Qiong said to everyone: "What do you think?"

Everyone looked at each other and said, "It doesn't matter. We don't have much experience in the sailing community, so he is the only one who is so good."

Xiao Kun also said: "The rest doesn't matter, anyway, my family got this crown from someone else."

In the end, everyone unified their views and distributed the benefits.

Zhang He made the most money, earning almost the same amount as everyone else, and he also gained fame.

Xiao Kun also had a lot. Although he only randomly picked two pieces of jewelry, he got the most precious and priceless treasure.

Among the remaining people, they are basically equally distributed, and it seems that they have about the same share.

However, it was later determined that there must be some who had less and some more, and among them, Mo Qiong must have received the least money.

Except for Zhang He who forced him to have two nice pieces of jewelry, he always picked out the leftovers from others.

Including the wood carving, no one was too lazy to ask for it, and in the end he was the only one who consciously took it.

Everyone saw this and on the way back they fully recognized his integration into this circle.

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In the evening, Mo Qiong returned to his guest room, placed the wooden sculpture on the bedside, and lay down to sleep.

Everyone wrote down what everyone divided, and they all auctioned it through Xiao Kun's channel.

As for the wood carving, Xiao Kun said that he was not even qualified to go to the auction house, so he would just find an antique shop to sell it.

While asleep, Mo Qiong had a rare dream.

He had not dreamed for several days, and that night, Leng Buding had a nightmare.

It was on a dark sea. Mo Qiong was immersed in the sea and kept sinking.

Dreams have no beginning. Mo Qiong doesn't know and doesn't think about why he sank in the sea.

He just wanted to float to the surface, he just wanted to breathe freely, but he couldn't, he just kept sinking.

It was like a person trapped in a whirlpool, forced to sink into the dark abyss.

Mo Qiong struggled hard, trying to launch something, but he had nothing, only sea water around him.

Even if he controlled the surging sea water around him, he couldn't resist the force that was dragging him into the abyss.

The deep seabed was like a dark mouth, swallowing Mo Qiong.

Mo Qiong choked painfully, one mouthful after another, until the last trace of air in his lungs was discharged and filled with sea water, and he was still falling.

He struggled harder and harder, because the pain did not ease at all, but because the deeper he sank, the more terrifying the water pressure was.

Muscles, bones and internal organs were all being crushed, and fear and despair were tormenting him crazily.

What kind of torture is it to suffocate for a long time without dying? What kind of torture is it to apply pressure that is enough to crush iron to the human body, and it will only get worse?

In the darkness, he couldn't see the sea surface at all, and felt that he had fallen thousands of meters into the deep sea.

He sank very quickly, and couldn't even sink to the bottom. This deep sea was like an endless abyss. Not to mention the bottom of the sea, there was not even a stone.

There were no fish, and what there was seemed to be only sea water.

It could only get deeper and deeper.

Mo Qiong was in so much pain, but he couldn't die. He struggled frantically, just wanting to relieve the pain a little.

Suddenly, a wisp of air suddenly appeared in the deep sea.

The air that suddenly appeared did not exist in the form of bubbles in the sea, but was like a blank space wiped out with an eraser in the dark background.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, the entire endless sea was destroyed.

Mo Qiong could be sure that it was a kind of destruction, as if the earth fell into a black hole and died like a rotten tree.

Everything suddenly fell into a line as if the screen was turned off, and then disappeared in an instant.

"Uh..."

Mo Qiong suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

He breathed in the air greedily, feeling weak all over.

When he looked at the time, it was still midnight.

"It turned out to be a dream..." Mo Qiong relaxed in bed.

"By the way, if I dream, is there a designated landing point? And I breathe when I sleep, will the air be shot into the dream?"

He was still a little confused after just waking up, but thinking of this, Mo Qiong was completely awake.

He frantically recalled the details of the dream. Although everything became blurry, he still remembered the general things.

"In the illusory dream, real matter appeared, so the whole dream... collapsed?"

"But why do I feel like I have been drowning for a long time... Yes, maybe my long drowning is just because my brain thinks too fast. In fact, I just had this dream for less than a few seconds."

Thinking of this, Mo Qiong scratched his head, and he realized that he might not have a long dream in the future.

Basically, if you dream for one or two seconds, the dream will be directly destroyed by exhaling.

Even if you have a long dream, the time span of the dream content itself is long.

"Tsk tsk, so no matter what dreams I have in the future, they will be interrupted by themselves."

"I will never be able to finish any dream again..."

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