I lent my brother 500 yuan, and he offered his wife as collateral.

……

Panjiayuan Antique Market.

It's not the weekend, but it's still packed with people, and the heatwave, along with the smell of sweat, hits you in the face.

Stalls everywhere, "national treasures" all over the place.

From bronze artifacts unearthed last week to Yuan blue-and-white porcelain fired just yesterday, the variety is dazzling.

Copper coins, jade artifacts, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain shards... at first glance they look like precious gems, but upon closer inspection they are all wholesale goods from Yiwu.

Qin Feng walked ahead, while Su Qingxue kept her head down and followed cautiously half a step behind him, covering her face with her long, dry, yellow hair, as if afraid of being seen.

"Don't be afraid, follow me."

Qin Feng turned around and said softly, his gaze sweeping across the various stalls.

[Modern handicraft, resin composite, value: 5 yuan]

A rough porcelain bowl from the late Qing Dynasty/early Republican era, incomplete, valued at 30 yuan.

[Antique bronze sword, chemically corroded, excessive lead content, value: 50 yuan]

As long as Qin Feng focuses his attention, a detailed information box will appear above the item.

In this place, the counterfeit rate is as high as 99.9%, it's really true that "nine out of ten graves are empty, and ten out of ten stalls are fake."

I visited more than a dozen stalls, and they were all filled with modern handicrafts that had no collectible value whatsoever. Forget about finding a bargain, there wasn't even a single item that would break even.

These days, street vendors are all incredibly cunning; trying to get food from them is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Qin Feng touched his pocket.

There was only fifty yuan inside.

This is all of my wealth.

If they don't seize this opportunity quickly, they'll really be left starving with this billionaire heiress.

"Hey handsome, you have a good eye! Take a look at this? Genuine Hetian jade, a family heirloom!"

A chubby stall owner with an oily face greeted customers enthusiastically, waving a string of bright green beads in his hand.

Qin Feng stopped in his tracks.

Look closely.

[Dyed B-grade jadeite, injected with strong acid; long-term wear may cause cancer. Value: 10 yuan.]

Good heavens, this is murder for money!

Qin Feng sneered inwardly, but on the surface he pretended to be a naive and ignorant young man who had never seen the world before, and squatted down.

"Boss, this color is pretty good, is it genuine?" Qin Feng picked it up and pretended to hold it up to the sun to check its color.

The fat boss's beady eyes lit up.

Look at this guy, dressed in cheap clothes from a street stall, with a timid country girl next to him. He's obviously the kind of poor loser who has no money in his pocket but wants to act like a big shot in front of women.

"That's right! This is an antique that came from the Qing Dynasty palace. Look at its patina and its condition! Since you seem to have a good eye for it, I'll take it for two thousand yuan! Consider it making a friend!"

two thousand?

Why don't you just rob it?

Just as Qin Feng was about to put it down, he caught a glimpse of something in the corner of the stall.

It was a dark stone, about the size of a fist, with a pitted surface. It was used to weigh down one corner of the cloth to prevent the wind from blowing it up.

The moment their eyes fell upon it, a golden light suddenly burst forth from the system panel!

[Item: Raw Tianhuang stone (covered in asphalt)]

[Date: Formed over hundreds of millions of years]

【Material: Top-grade Tianhuang jade (Stone Emperor)】

Weight: 360 grams

[Estimated value: 10 to 12]

Success rate of finding a bargain: 99%

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Tianhuang stone!

One tael of Tianhuang stone is worth ten taels of gold!

This is the emperor among seal stones!

This fat guy actually used it as a stone to weigh down the cloth?

A violent thing!

Qin Feng suppressed his inner elation, his face still showing that hesitant expression, and pointed to the glue-filled bracelet: "Two thousand is too expensive, I only have fifty yuan, how about buying it for my girlfriend to cheer her up?"

"Fifty?!"

The fat boss glared at him, "Get out of here! Fifty dollars can't even buy a single bead! What are you doing, you poor wretch? Don't block my way from making money!"

"Fine, don't sell then."

Qin Feng threw down the bracelet, stood up, and pulled Su Qingxue to leave. "Qingxue, let's go. This boss is dishonest."

To lure someone in at the first sign of trouble, one must feign indifference.

This is the basic skill for finding bargains.

The more you want something, the more you have to pretend you don't care, otherwise these vendors might rip you off even your underwear.

Although Su Qingxue was unfamiliar with the business, she immediately nodded obediently and followed Qin Feng closely as he was about to leave.

step.

Two steps.

"Hey! Come back!"

The fat boss got anxious.

No business this morning, but fifty yuan is still money, even if it's just for the price of that broken bracelet, which only cost three yuan and fifty cents to buy.

You can earn forty-six yuan and fifty cents even if you have to cry!

"Fifty it is! It's just that I think your little girlfriend looks... cough, quite quiet, so I'll make friends with her!" The fat boss originally wanted to say a few words of praise, but when he saw Su Qingxue's face, he swallowed his words back.

Qin Feng turned around, slowly took out a crumpled fifty-yuan note, and picked up the bracelet.

Just as the fat boss reached out to take the money, Qin Feng suddenly pulled his hand back.

"Boss, be more considerate! Your cloth is filthy, it got my hands all dusty."

Qin Feng waved his hand dismissively, his gaze falling on the black stone in the corner. "Look, this old stone you used to weigh down your cloth is quite heavy and has a strange shape. It wouldn't look bad as a decorative stone in a flowerpot. Give me this stone, and I'll buy this bracelet. Otherwise, I'll feel uncomfortable."

The fat boss paused for a moment, then looked down at the black stone.

Isn't that the asphalt stone he picked up to weigh down his cloth when he went to pee by the river?

They're everywhere, worthless broken stones!

"Oh my, young man, you're making a fuss over nothing, so fussy!"

The portly shopkeeper snatched the fifty yuan from Qin Feng's hand, waving his hand impatiently. "Take it, take it! You're treating a broken rock like a treasure? Get lost, don't delay my business!"

"Okay, thanks for being so generous, boss."

Qin Feng smiled slightly, bent down and picked up the "broken stone".

It feels quite heavy when you hold it.

This isn't a stone; it's a hefty 100,000 yuan!

"Walk."

Qin Feng gripped the stone tightly in his hand, pulled Su Qingxue up, and quickly left the stall.

Su Qingxue was being pulled by him and could feel that Qin Feng's palms were slightly sweaty.

"Brother Qin..." she asked softly, "Why did you buy a bracelet? That money could have bought so many steamed buns..."

In her simple values, spending fifty yuan on a bracelet is too wasteful.

"Steamed bun?"

Qin Feng stopped in front of a stone-cutting shop and turned to look at Su Qingxue.

Looking into her concerned eyes, Qin Feng grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"What I want isn't the bracelet, but this stone. It can not only let us eat steamed buns, but also a seafood feast."

As he spoke, he looked at the stone-cutting shop in front of him.

It was bustling inside, with quite a few people.

"Boss, can I borrow a grinding wheel?"

Qin Feng squeezed in and placed the black stone on the operating table.

The people around burst into laughter when they saw the stone.

"Hey, isn't this just asphalt used for paving roads? How can this be solved?"

"Young man, are you crazy for money? These kinds of stones are everywhere in the roadside flowerbeds!"

"Tsk tsk, look at the quality, it's not even as good as the pebbles in my fish tank."

Mocking voices rose and fell.

Just then, a piercing sound came from outside the crowd.

"Hey! Isn't this Qin Feng?"

Zhang Qiang squeezed in, his arm around a heavily made-up woman.

Seeing the stone in Qin Feng's hand, he laughed so hard he almost cried: "What? You just took my old shoe, and now you've picked up another piece of junk?"

Upon hearing Zhang Qiang's voice, Su Qingxue tensed up instantly and instinctively hid behind Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's eyes turned cold.

He ignored Zhang Qiang, who was like a noisy fly, and simply patted Su Qingxue's hand gently to comfort her.

Then he turned on the grinder.

"Sizzle—!!"

A piercing crackling sound of electricity instantly erupted, drowning out all the surrounding laughter.

"Everyone, open your eyes wide."

Qin Feng gripped the stone and slammed it against the rapidly spinning grinding wheel!