Next, Yang Bo did not wait for Mei Chaoning to identify one by one, but conducted the identification alone.

The further he walked, the more frightened Yang Bo became. The Branson family's collection was so rich, and most of them were rare masterpieces!

One can imagine how much loss the Chinese nation suffered when the ancestors of the Branson family led soldiers into the Imperial City and plundered the Imperial Palace and Old Summer Palace!

This is just one family's collection. The British Museum's collection is even richer and there are countless treasures!

Yang Bo thought to himself, but his movements did not stop at all.

About half an hour later, Yang Bo identified all the cultural relics and then stopped.

Gao Xin held the pen, couldn't help but waved his hand, and complained: "I'm really exhausted. I still have senior brothers taking turns. If I am the only one recording, I'm afraid my arm will be broken from exhaustion!"

Mei Chaoning said dissatisfied: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you are asked to memorize a few things, you will be tired. Mr. Yang has identified so many things and spent so much brainpower. Aren't you tired?"

Yang Bo identified too many things and used his powers continuously for a long time, making his face look a little pale.

Only then did Gao Xin notice Yang Bo's expression and said quickly: "Mr. Yang, are you okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

Yang Bo waved his hand, but his eyes were slightly excited. He identified many things and absorbed a lot of brilliance. The brilliance even made his eyes feel full.

Yang Bo looked at Mei Chaoning and whispered: "The next step is up to you. I want to have a chat with Mr. Branson!"

Mei Chaoning nodded quickly, "I will contact the country immediately and ask them to help collect information and find out the price of each collection as soon as possible!"

"That's fine, but you still have to be careful not to be too honest. Some of them can be suppressed a little." Yang Bo said in a low voice.

Mei Chaoning nodded, "Okay, okay, I understand!"

Although Mei Chaoning didn't know what methods Yang Bo used to get Branson to agree to the deal, it was obvious that the price Yang Bo paid was extremely high, and it might not just be real money!

Yang Bo walked to the corner of the treasure house, and Branson quickly stood up, but he was too old and his movements were a little unsteady, and he almost fell over. Fortunately, Tom sat next to him and supported him.

Branson seemed to have lost the interest in the previous negotiations. He said to Yang Bo: "Mr. Yang, I have contacted the old guys and invited them to the dinner tomorrow. These people are all about the same age as me. Don't worry.

Got it!"

Yang Bo smiled and said: "Then I'll trouble Mr. Branson. I will also evaluate these antiques. When the time comes, let's trade them according to the market price!"

Branson nodded, "I have a dedicated management team, and they also have valuations for these antiques. Let them negotiate the specific prices!"

Yang Bo smiled. He could imagine that the next negotiation would definitely not be easy. After all, Branson's quotation must be much higher. Yang Bo would have to lower the price again, but he would not participate in the specific price.

If you negotiate, you won't care so much.

"Mr. Yang, everyone didn't have time to eat at noon. I have already asked people to prepare afternoon tea. Come and have afternoon tea with me!" Branson invited.

Yang Bo smiled and said: "Thank you Mr. Branson."

The work on site had been completed, and everyone did not stay long. They all followed Yang Bo and left. If many people were still a little dissatisfied with Yang Bo before, now, almost everyone has to follow his lead.

After having afternoon tea, Yang Bo and his party didn't stop. Everyone got in the car and went back to the hotel. Mei Chaoning still had a lot of follow-up work to do. I'm afraid many people in China will have to work all night today.

Antiques have a fixed price evaluation mechanism. The commonly agreed upon evaluation method is to use the historical auction prices of antiques in the market to estimate, and the latest price can generally be used as the evaluation price.

However, many of the antiques here are extremely rare, and some have not even appeared at auctions for a long time. It is really troublesome to give a proper valuation!

The car drove out of the manor and left quickly.

Not far away, a middle-aged white man put down the telescope in front of him and whispered: "They left."

"Nick, do we need to take action as soon as possible?" asked the slightly thin white man standing next to him.

Although Nick is old, his muscles are strong and his whole body is full of power. He shook his head, "Jason, don't be impulsive. The price on the black market is ten million US dollars. I'm afraid many people will be tempted!"

"Because many people will be tempted, we have to speed up a little bit. If someone else gets ahead of us, then we will fall short!" Jason gestured with the gun in his hand, "The most important thing is, we don't need to kill.

He, just tie him up!"

"Then do you think it will cost 10 million US dollars to kidnap someone?" Nick suddenly turned around and asked.

Jason was stunned for a moment, "Maybe he is from a rich family! Why do we care so much?"

Nick shook his head and said nothing. Although there was an obvious size difference between the two of them, Nick, who had well-developed limbs, liked to use his brain, while Jason, who was thin, was simple-minded!

Nick looked at Jason helplessly, "It's true that we want to make money, but we can't give up our lives just because we make money! Next, let's observe for a few more days and let's talk after seeing the situation!"

Jason was unwilling, but had no choice. Who could make Nick stronger? However, his shooting was much stronger.

Back at the hotel, Yang Bo saw Yue Junyao coming over after finishing her work. He smiled in confusion, "How is it? I feel like you are making really fast progress!"

Yue Junyao stood up, shook his head and said: "I can feel that the power of pills that I have gained through cultivation in recent times is really too vain. These spiritual powers make people feel very inflated."

"Very swollen?" Yang Bo stared at Yue Junyao, "I can't feel it!"

"When I was practicing, I felt really different. Next, I can't take pills. I have to lay a better foundation. I hope it won't affect my progress!" Yue Junyao said.

Yang Bo was helpless and wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know where to start. It seemed like this would be a good idea. He didn't take any pills and relied entirely on his own practice.

"For us, the nourishing elixir can make people feel addictive. After all, taking one pill is worth several months of practice. It feels like taking drugs. For those of us who have no background, the supply of nourishing pills is insufficient.
Chapter completed!