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Rock Kingdom: the Waste Egg I Picked up Hatched a Mythical Beast
[Rock Kingdom world fan fiction + picking up leaks + mythical beasts + academy slap in the face] Luo Yan traveled to the world of Locke Kingdom and became the most inconspicuous supplementary student at the Magic Academy. Others enter school and bring elves with them. But he was holding a useless egg that was black and full of cracks. The registrar casually registered: a useless egg. The freshman laughed on the spot. "The supplementary students are just supplementary students. They can't even af
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Treasure Appraisal: Good Stuff, but a Bit Evil
Shen Mu can see things he shouldn't see if he touches the antiques. When you see the picture, it's the real thing. If there is no reaction when touched, it is a fake. Relying on this skill, the scrap copper collected for 15 yuan was sold for 80,000 yuan, and the broken copper furnace that no one wanted was worth 50,000 yuan. But something, the picture is not quite right. The Tang Dynasty woman dressing up in the mirror has different expressions on her face inside and outside the mirror. The shad
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Treasure Appraisal Live Broadcast: Picking up 50 Yuan and Missing 30 Million
A broken copper stove bought for 5 yuan was resold for hundreds of thousands. An old bowl bought for 50 yuan is worth 30 million. A broken vat for pickling vegetables, with the mud scraped off is Yuan blue and white. Shen Yuan, a wage earner from an antique city with a monthly salary of 3,500, awakened his eye for treasure appraisal—— During the live broadcast, Mai Jianbao, the young master of the Jiang family, took a look at the treasure worth 100,000 yuan: 800 yuan. A big shot in the antiques
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Rebirth 2000: Liquidating the Financial Circle
Lu Chen died once. Forty-seven years old, director of the credit department of the provincial bank. He found out that the old leader he trusted the most had lied to his brother for twenty-five years. He was about to make a comeback, but failed. When I opened my eyes again, I was twenty-two years old, with a monthly salary of eight hundred. Sitting in a private room of a restaurant, the person opposite was holding a glass of wine and coaxing his brother to sign a 30 million loan. In a previous li
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