Jiang Feng came to the stall in the corner, looked at the old antiques all over the place, pretending to flip through them casually.

"Brother, look, I'm all good things here!" said the vendor with a smile, looking merciless.

Jiang Feng nodded and continued to look around. When he saw the object with a heavy "qi", he was a little surprised. It turned out to be an ordinary porcelain bottle that could not be more ordinary.

It is about sixty centimeters tall, not even a surprising place.

Seeing Jiang Feng's eyes staying on the porcelain bottle, the vendor's face was full of disappointment, and even he had no strength to speak. He knew that this thing was just a modern imitation and was worthless!

And the most important thing is that you can't fool it, because the workmanship is so rough that even people outside the circle can see that this is a fake, or a bad imitation!

"Brother, you are not interested in this one, right?" the vendor said weakly.

Jiang Feng put down the porcelain bottle in his hand and asked with a smile: "How much does this cost?"

"Three thousand! I'll give you the original price. When I collected it, it was three thousand, but you can also see that this imitation is really rough in workmanship, and anyone with discerning eyes can tell at a glance!" said the vendor with saliva.

When Jiang Feng heard this, he got up and left!

"Hey, hey! Brother, don't leave! Why don't you play according to the routine? You're still going to counter the price!" the vendor shouted helplessly.

The people strolling around laughed when they heard the hawker's words. They looked at the porcelain bottle in the hawker's hand and shook their heads. No wonder this guy didn't bargain. It was not a thing, so they probably wanted to kill someone, but the guy saw it through.

Jiang Feng turned around and returned to the stall again, stretched out his two fingers and said, "Two hundred! Okay, I'll take it away!"

"Two hundred?" The vendor widened his eyes and showed an expression of disbelief on his face, "I offer a price of 3,000, you will be 200, brother! There is no such bargain!"

"I think he is big enough and wants to buy pickled vegetables. If you don't buy them, I can buy a few smaller ones at the worst!" Jiang Feng curled his lips and said.

"But your price is too low!" the vendor said unwillingly.

Jiang Feng shook his head and said, "Even people like me who don't know antiques know that this thing is simply a defective product. If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't have looked at it!"

Everyone onlookers laughed. This guy said good things. For useless things, they even took up space at home!

"Add another fifty! Take it away!" The vendor said after he seemed to have made up his mind.

Jiang Feng turned around again and said, "I still think you'll give me another fifty-year discount! You still want to add money, so keep the pickled vegetables yourself!"

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed, this guy's words were very interesting!

"Hey, hey, come back, take it away! Take it away! Two hundred, you can't lose it!" said the vendor helplessly.

Jiang Feng said again: "Can't you be fifty more cheaper?"

"Two hundred, don't sell a penny less, no matter how much less, I would rather spend it!" said the vendor impatiently.

Jiang Feng took out two hundred yuan reluctantly and handed it to the vendor, picked up the porcelain bottle and said to himself: "Well, you should be able to hold ten kilograms of pickles!"

Everyone onlookers thought Jiang Feng was a fool. He spent 200 yuan to buy a pickle stall. What if he was not a fool?

Only Jiang Feng himself knew that this porcelain bottle must have a universe inside!

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the entire antique city to have the heaviest "qi".

The small vendor was also happy. The piece of rag that he spent fifty to collect was sold for 200 yuan!

After Jiang Feng returned home, he saw that Kang Lijun and An Jiaqi were both there. He asked An Jiaqi in surprise and said:

"Is it so early to get off work today?"

As for Kang Lijun, Jiang Feng doesn’t need to ask too much, he knows it!

I must have lost money when playing cards outside!

An Jiaqi did not answer Jiang Feng's words, but was just looking at the things in Jiang Feng's hand. Looking at the two translations of traditional Chinese medicine books in Jiang Feng's hand, she frowned deeply, and said in a dissatisfaction: "Didn't I tell you to buy two beauty books? Why are you still buying books about traditional Chinese medicine!"

"I'm still having your Chinese medicine dream?"

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "I just like traditional Chinese medicine more!"

"Give you money to buy books, not to buy messy things! Don't forget that you spend money from An's family!" Kang Lijun was the punching bag he found, venting all the unhappiness of counting money in the morning on Jiang Feng.

"Also, what are you carrying in your hand? A broken bottle? What did you buy him for? Do you think the family has too much money?"

When Kang Lijun saw the porcelain bottle in Jiang Feng's hand, she was furious and could no longer control her. She cursed.

"You waste, you know how to waste money. You can't share some of the money at all. You're idle all day long! Look at your son-in-law of Aunt Wang's family, who will give your mother-in-law tens of thousands of dollars every holiday!"

"Where is me? I don't say that I can't spend a penny, I have to pay for it!"

Kang Lijun's eyes were full of disgust when she looked at Jiang Feng at this moment.

After seeing the porcelain bottle in Jiang Feng's hand, An Jiaqi frowned and said, "Why are you buying this?"

"I think this thing looks pretty good!" Jiang Feng said.

Of course he wouldn't tell An Jiaqi how 'qi' he could see it.

Upon hearing this, An Jiaqi frowned even deeper. She felt that Jiang Feng was no longer helpful and was still not doing her job all day long.

"You said, where is this thing good? If you don't tell me what's going on today, get out!" Kang Lijun said angrily.

"Say it! A waste!" Kang Lijun asked again.

Jiang Feng was too lazy to explain to Kang Lijun, but he just stood there and didn't speak.

An Jiaqi looked at Jiang Feng's appearance and felt more and more cowardly. She was extremely disappointed with Jiang Feng, so she got up and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.

Jiang Feng returned to his room at Kang Lijun's curse, put down the porcelain bottle, and carefully observed it.

There is nothing outstanding about the surface, but how does its "qi" come from?

Jiang Feng studied it for a long time but didn't study it, so he had to put the porcelain bottle in the corner.

An Jiaqi in the room was sulking.

Originally, he wanted Jiang Feng to buy some books on beauty, but he didn't expect that he still bought books on traditional Chinese medicine?

Didn’t he know that saving the eldest son of the Wang family that day was just an accident?

He really thinks he is a miracle doctor?

Living in fantasy all day but not doing his job properly made An Jiaqi very angry, and even had the urge to complete the settlement with Jiang Feng!

But just after Jiang Feng left the antique city, there was a young man in a suit and tie, looking for something in the antique city with anxiety on his face.

When I came to the stall that I sold to Jiang Feng porcelain bottles just now, I looked at the vendor and said with joy that could not be suppressed on my face:
Chapter completed!