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

Seeing her angry look, Yang Feng seemed to suddenly realize something and said in surprise: "Are you angry with her?"

"you shut up!"

Zhao Zhuwei was furious.

She was just about to beat up Yang Feng.

Yang Feng scratched his head and said depressedly: "I just talked to her about investing in my hometown that day. Do you have a grudge against her?"

"Ah, I have a grudge against you!"

Zhao Zhuwei glared at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was even more depressed, and then he mumbled and asked, "Then do you want to go to the Antique City together?"

"I...I'll go if you beg me."

"Then I won't beg."

"You deliberately!"

"Okay, okay, then I beg you, come with me to the Antique City."

Yang Feng looked sincere.

Zhao Zhuwei then grinned and said: "That's pretty much it."

After saying that, she immediately turned around happily and walked outside with Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was confused.

He didn't know what was going on with Zhao Zhuwei.

But now he has no time to study these. The most important thing at the moment is to get some valuable antiques.

He also plans to open his antiques company next month.

With a car worth about [-] yuan parked outside the antique city.

Yang Feng and Zhao Zhuwei went straight into a store in the antique city.

The signboard of this store is quite big, its name is ‘Qingshi Xuan’.

In fact, this store mainly sells ceramics and other antiques, with a slightly smaller proportion of calligraphy and painting.

The boss was a lean man. After seeing the guests, he quickly came forward and said, "You two, what do you want to buy?"

The items on the shelves in this antique shop are very expensive.

The cheapest ones are over [-].

It can be said that it is a shop that only caters to large customers.

Zhao Zhuwei didn't understand this either, but she looked around and finally said: "The things in this place are not as good as my father's."

"Don't talk nonsense, your dad's whole house can be used to buy several listed companies."

Yang Feng rolled his eyes.

Zhao Zhuwei was very strange and asked: "Don't you usually like to pick up leaks? Why do you come to such a big store?"

"I want to buy something today and use it as a sign for an antique company."

Yang Feng answered casually, his eyes already focused on a porcelain bowl on the shelf.

"Boss, can you take down this porcelain bowl and show it to me?"

Yang Feng asked.

When the boss heard this, he quickly said: "This was used in the imperial palace during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. Sir, you have really good taste."

He said and quickly asked the clerk to help take it off.

Yang Feng walked to the square table nearby.

He placed the bowl on a square table to prevent his hands from slipping and breaking it. This was also a necessary precaution when looking at antiques.

"Sir, look, there are words below. It is an official kiln. I bought it at a high price. You are also a knowledgeable person, so you will definitely know its value."

The boss turned a deaf ear to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng nodded with a smile and said, "I understand, boss, let me take a look first."

"Okay, Xiaofei, come over and give this gentleman a cup of tea."

The boss greeted the man.

It was also at this time that a nervous-looking man walked in at the door.

The man looked to be in his 30s, with a face full of vicissitudes of life.

He walked into the store and saw the things placed inside. He seemed to know that this was a big store, so he walked inside cautiously.

When the boss saw the person, he walked up to him with a smile and said, "Sir, what do you want to buy?"

"Boss, I...I'm here to sell things."

The man said softly.

After hearing this, the boss's enthusiastic expression disappeared instantly. He looked at the man in front of him and asked suspiciously: "You? What do you want to sell me?"

"This is a blue and white porcelain vase that has been passed down from my family. Do you think how much it is worth?"

The man took out a blue and white porcelain vase from his tattered bag.

Yang Feng was also attracted by his words and turned his head to look at the blue and white porcelain vase.

After looking carefully with my eyes, I realized that this blue and white porcelain vase was very bright and worth millions.

But the man was very nervous at this time. After placing the bottle on the table, he looked at the boss carefully.

It was obvious that he was not an expert.

The boss was quite dissatisfied when he heard that he was not the buyer.

But at this time, he still picked up the blue and white porcelain vase he brought.

But after he took one look, his eyes suddenly shone.

This is a good thing!

The boss gently picked up the bottle and then studied it carefully from the bottom of the bottle.

The most important thing about antique porcelain bottles is the bottom.

That’s why there is the saying “Old bottom, new bottle”.

But the man next to him was very nervous at this time.

He didn't know the price of his thing, but he was very anxious and needed some money now.

After looking at it for a while, the boss raised his head and said with dissatisfaction: "You are not very good at this, it is just a very ordinary porcelain."

As soon as he spoke, Yang Feng frowned.

Zhao Zhuwei also noticed his expression and asked strangely: "Yang Feng, what's wrong with you?"

"It brings back some bad memories."

Yang Feng's tone has become somewhat calm.

The man who was opposite him actually lowered his head after hearing what the boss said.

There was a hint of helplessness on his simple face, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "How much can I sell this for?"

"Looking at you, you seem to be in urgent need of money, right? I don't think so. This thing of yours is indeed passed down from our ancestors. I'll ask a master to come down and give you an estimate."

The boss said generally, looked at the waiter not far away, and said: "Go and ask Master Wu De to come down."

"Yes."

The guy yelled upstairs.

After a while, a man in his 50s came downstairs.

He walked to the boss's side, picked up the blue and white porcelain in his hand, and looked into the boss's eyes.

The two have a spiritual connection.

"This is not very valuable. Although it is blue and white porcelain, the quality is not good and the scarcity is average. I can give you 10 yuan at most."

Wu De spoke at this time.

After hearing this, the man quickly raised his head and asked: "Ten...hundred thousand?"

"Well, that's the price."

Wu De curled his lips in feigned disdain.

After hearing this, the boss sighed and pretended to be kind: "Master, I think the quality of this thing is not very good, but he seems to be in a hurry for money."

"I...I really need some money. My mother is still in the hospital, and I still have to collect medical expenses..."

The man seemed anxious to cry at this time.

The boss looked at him and finally made up his mind, and said: "In that case, I will give you an increase of another hundred thousand, and I will use double the money to buy your things!"

His expression showed that he was violating the rules of his ancestors, which made the man excited, and he said repeatedly: "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you... thank you..."

He kept thanking him, but the boss felt only ecstasy at this time.

Just when he was about to pick up the blue and white porcelain money and clear it, a voice suddenly interrupted him from the side.

"Wait a minute, I bought this blue and white porcelain for 300 million."

Yang Feng's voice came from the side.

This sound made everyone in the store look this way.