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Tao Hong decided to take Zhang Yanqi and Wang Chenyi to act, as the two young men still had a great curiosity about acting.

"In that case, I'll go with Changchang and Niannian to become dance teachers," Liu Yifei said with a smile.

Becoming a dance teacher was quite easy for her, after all, her mother had also been a dance teacher.

There's no problem with Shu Chang and Niannian being together; it would be great if she could be with Liu Yifei.

Deng Chao thought for a moment and said, "I'll go to the light bulb factory and experience it for myself."

Tian Yu nodded and said, "What about the sculpture? This job is really good."

Xia Chuan chimed in with a laugh, "The sculpture is perfect for those two lazybones. They can just sit there and not move, and continue sleeping."

Everyone laughed, and there was no objection.

And so, the two who were still asleep had been properly arranged by everyone.

"Everything's arranged. Xia Chuan, what are you going to do?" Liu Yifei looked at Xia Chuan, curious about what her husband was going to do.

The others also looked at Xia Chuan, and Deng Chao even asked, "Chuanzi, you're not planning to slack off too, are you? Why don't you come with me to the light bulb factory?"

Faced with everyone's questions, Xia Chuan chuckled and pointed to his head: "You all rely on physical strength, but I make money with my brain."

"Making money with your brain?" Deng Chao scoffed. "I'm a top student, you know. Playing with your brain? Do you even have the brains of a top student?"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, after all, Deng, the academic genius, was renowned far and wide.

Upon hearing this, Xia Chuan raised an eyebrow: "Brother Chao, don't be too arrogant, or I'll insult you in dozens of languages!"

For Xia Chuan, who has mastered all the world's languages, he could completely humiliate Deng Chao. Of course, there is also the possibility that our Brother Chao simply doesn't care about languages ​​he doesn't understand.

Deng Chao: I can't understand any of this, aren't you tired?

As expected, Deng Chao said disdainfully, "Oh? Then you come on, see if you can provoke this academic genius."

Xia Chuan was about to say something when he remembered that even if he mocked Deng Chao in another language, it would be useless if Deng Chao couldn't understand him. So he smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, genius Chao, you win."

The others laughed. Deng Chao proudly raised his chin, and seeing the car stop, he got out first.

"Brothers and sisters, let's go!"

The others followed closely behind, each heading towards their own destination.

As for Xia Chuan, he was accompanied by a cameraman and carrying a custom-made thermos with a wooden casing. He was humming "Today is a good day" as he strolled leisurely toward the largest antique market in the porcelain capital.

As the porcelain capital, the antique market here is also very large, but the most sold items are porcelain.

Xia Chuan went to the Ghost Market.

If you ask any shop owner what period this porcelain piece belongs to, they can confidently tell you, "It's definitely from the Zhou Dynasty."

If you press further to find out whether it's from the Western Zhou or Eastern Zhou period, the shopkeeper will just smile and say, "Oh, this is from last week."

What do you mean last week? It was clearly yesterday!

Today is Monday, so I'm asking you, was yesterday last week?!

Damn, that makes perfect sense!

However, this was no problem for Xia Chuan, who possessed god-like antique appraisal skills.

"Today, I'm going into the ghost market to take care of something. Watch carefully and learn from this so you won't be fooled again," Xia Chuan said to the camera.

Fearing that Xia Chuan might cause trouble, Wang Zhengyu personally acted as his accompanying PD. Seeing that Xia Chuan was really going to enter the ghost market, he asked, "Chuanzi, do you really know anything about antiques? This stuff is very complicated, be careful not to lose everything."

Hold on, don't think that Lao Wang is worried about Xia Chuan. He'd love for Xia Chuan to lose all the bitter tea seeds so he can "enslave" him on the road ahead.

He asked this question to test Xia Chuan, worried that Xia Chuan might really know about antiques. If he could find an antique here and easily make tens of thousands of yuan, wouldn't their production team be in even more trouble in the future?

Xia Chuan glanced at Lao Wang, who appeared concerned but was actually worried, and saw right through him: "Lao Wang, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You're just hoping that there really isn't anything good in this ghost market."

After saying that, he shook his head and strolled leisurely into the ghost market, with the cameraman quickly following him.

Seeing this, Old Wang watched Xia Chuan's retreating figure and scoffed, "This place is called the Ghost Market, not as 'terrifying' as Panjiayuan. I don't believe you're that lucky or have such good eyesight!"

Meanwhile, the others also arrived at their posts or were competing for positions.

Xia Chuan hummed a little tune, holding a thermos in his hand and a thousand yuan in cash in his pocket. His gaze was casual, as if he were just taking a stroll.

"Hey, handsome young man, are you here to look at porcelain? Ancient or modern?" An elderly man with half-gray hair, who was holding two reddish walnuts in his hand, was dressed rather elegantly and looked at Xia Chuan with a smile.

The other stall owners around also saw Xia Chuan and his group, their eyes filled with curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Xia Chuan stopped in front of the stall, casually glancing at the porcelain and antiques on display, and said with a smile, "Just take a look, hopefully I can find some bargains."

"Find a bargain? Hahaha, young man, you're not only handsome, but you're also dreaming." The old man chuckled as he played with his walnuts, shaking his head. He spoke as if he were speaking from the heart: "Seven or eight years ago, ten years ago, you could still find bargains in this place, but now it's very difficult to find one."

Xia Chuan wasn't annoyed and still smiled, saying, "Oh? So, sir, your stall is full of goods from last week?"

"Not at all." The old man's expression remained unchanged, with a hint of seriousness in his smile. "I do have a real gem in my stall that I never bring out for just anyone."

Xia Chuan raised an eyebrow: "Then may I ask, sir, if I am fortunate enough to have the opportunity to appreciate it?"

Upon hearing this, the old man's smile seemed to become even more genuine: "Young man, you know what, from the moment you came in, I could tell at a glance that you were no ordinary person. You have a broad perspective and an outstanding temperament."

"It seems the treasure I've kept hidden for ten years has finally found its true owner!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding stall owners reacted in various ways; some laughed dismissively, while others watched with great interest.

Old Wang and the cameraman shook their heads, thinking that Xia Chuan probably didn't know much. They figured the old man was a swindler who specialized in scamming people who knew nothing.

But Old Wang wouldn't remind him.

"Northern Song Dynasty, Ru ware white and blue porcelain cup!"

"We are destined to meet."

"Only 188,000!"

"how?"