My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"Let's modify it on site. All the materials are complete. Mr. Yang can go downstairs to rest for a while. Please come back and have a look in two hours."

Song Fei said to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't say much after receiving the money, and just asked: "Are there any late night snacks?"

"Haha, that's natural. What do you want to eat, Mr. Yang?"

"Ma La Tang."

"what?"

Seinfeld was stunned for a moment.

He thought he had heard it wrong.

Yang Feng looked at his look and said strangely: "You don't even care about a meal, right?"

"No...no, I just didn't expect Mr. Yang to be so good."

Song Fei was a little surprised, but he still asked his people to do it.

The two of them arrived at the back hall of Tianxuan Pavilion.

There is a living room here.

Stay in the living room.

Song Fei first made Yang Feng a pot of tea, and the two of them sat on the antique furniture to rest.

"Mr. Yang's talent has opened my eyes today. To be honest, even if Mr. Yang failed to pass this test today, I would not be surprised."

Seinfeld spoke.

Yang Feng glanced at him and said, "But if I don't pass, I'm afraid you will feel that your money was wasted."

"Haha, that money is nothing to us."

"I can tell you guys should be very rich."

"The world will change drastically in the future, and money will most likely be a pile of waste paper by then, so it won't be that important to us."

Seinfeld didn't hide it.

Instead, he was deliberately reminding Yang Feng of something.

However, Yang Feng did not take it seriously and said calmly: "Let's talk about the future in the future. Anyway, I am still very interested in money now. I am just a layman."

"Haha, that's why you and I can cooperate now, right?"

Seinfeld laughed.

Yang Feng looked at him and asked casually: "The fake just now is actually very realistic to ordinary people. Even the top experts in the circle can't see more than half of it."

"Yes."

"But that thing doesn't carry spiritual energy. If it is detected by spiritual energy, it will probably be exposed."

Yang Feng said.

Song Fei's eyes flashed a little brightly and he said, "I don't think Mr. Yang needs to worry about this."

"I hope to see in the future how perfect your fakes can be."

Yang Feng replied calmly.

"Mr. Yang will see it."

Seinfeld smiled meaningfully.

At this time, the midnight snack was also served.

Yang Feng took it and was about to serve it in a bowl when he suddenly realized that this spicy hotpot was extraordinary.

"This is dried abalone, a double-headed abalone. That is king crab from the ocean. Only the best parts are taken, as well as top ingredients from all over the world. I planned to make a seafood dinner, but I didn't expect Mr. Yang to like it. Malatang.”

Seinfeld said with a smile.

Yang Feng was stunned while holding the chopsticks.

"Actually, I just want you to... help me buy a late-night snack outside."

Yang Feng was confused.

He saw with his eyes that the value of this spicy hotpot must be more than 10,000 yuan.

Malatang accepts ingredients that its grade should not accept.

It was the first time for Yang Feng to eat such a thing, and he devoured it.

I have to say that what Rose and others said just now are correct.

There is only one drawback to expensive things, and that is that they are expensive.

The Malatang made at such a high price, whether it is the stew or the taste of the ingredients, is brought out to the limit.

After Yang Feng finished drinking the soup, he touched his belly comfortably and said, "You are full. If you want to have midnight snacks in the future, you can just call me over. Even if there is nothing wrong, it would be great if I can come and have a meal." of."

"Haha, Mr. Yang is joking. With Mr. Yang's ability, he would have been rich a long time ago, but he has endured it for more than 20 years before he rose to prominence. He must have made an agreement with someone, right?"

Seinfeld asked.

He seemed to be asking, but actually he was testing.

Now everyone is investigating Yang Feng, but the only one they don't understand is.

It's this guy who clearly has such powerful abilities.

Why do you have to wait until you are 25 to start using it?

Looking at his previous resume, it was very ordinary.

According to speculations by Sein Fei and the people behind him, Yang Feng most likely has an agreement with someone.

Because the time when Yang Feng showed off his strength happened to be two days after his 25th birthday.

Yang Feng didn't know that so many people could speculate on such a coincidence.

But Seinfeld found a good reason for himself.

"My master has taught me that even if I don't experience half a lifetime of wandering, I should still suffer some hardships in the world."

Yang Feng pretended to be profound.

After hearing this, Song Fei understood and said: "It seems that Mr. Yang's master is indeed a master in the world. He must first experience half a lifetime of suffering before he can develop a tough mind."

He felt a little emotional and seemed thoughtful.

If Yang Feng told him that he was just talking nonsense, I'm afraid he would really get beaten here today.

However, Song Fei took Yang Feng's words seriously and just said: "But I am actually still a little curious. Does Mr. Yang's master have any name? I have indeed never heard of such a strange person."

"Master, he is a low-key man. His name cannot be mentioned."

"I understand, but Mr. Yang has indeed inherited the mantle, and I think he will be pleased."

Seinfeld knew he couldn't get anything out of the question, so he didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, people in the store had already walked over and reminded: "Mr. Song, the roses are ready. Please go up and take a look with Mr. Yang."

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble Mr. Yang again."

"You don't have to be so polite to me, I just charge money to do things."

Yang Feng was helpless.

However, Sein Fei still did not change and still took Yang Feng to the third floor.

Under Yang Feng's guidance, the fake was indeed improved a lot, but there were still some flaws.

This is like a program bug.

If you kill one bug, more bugs are likely to appear because you destroy its integrity.

However, modifying these cannot be accomplished in a day.

Yang Feng could only leave some suggestions, and then Seinfei sent him out of the store.

It is already past ten o'clock in the evening.

The entrance to the Antique City.

Song Fei escorted Yang Feng to the car.

"Mr. Yang, I forgot to remind you of something just now. Some little flies may have been eyeing you recently. I hope you pay attention."

Seinfeld reminded.

Yang Feng was a little confused and said, "How do you know?"

"We have an obligation to keep you safe because you are important to us."

Seinfeld said, and continued: "And I want to ask if you need us to send someone to protect your parents and your sister in your hometown."

"Protection? When you say it, it sounds more like a threat and surveillance."

"That's why I'm asking for your opinion. If you say it's not necessary, we will never have anyone near you."

Seinfeld is as sincere as ever.

Such sincerity made even Yang Feng sometimes doubt whether he admired himself from the bottom of his heart.