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Upon hearing Su Feng's words, Zhang Dadan stopped laughing, his face full of confusion. "Why go home? I still have to start work later!"
"Yeah, how can Brother Bold support his beautiful wife if he doesn't make money?" the drivers chimed in.
Su Feng smiled meaningfully, "I'll stop here. Farewell."
With that, he turned and left, ignoring him completely.
"What a strange person..." Watching Su Feng's figure walk away, Zhang Dadan scratched his head, looking bewildered.
"Alright, alright, don't worry about him. Keep telling me, what happened next?"
The two drivers urged Zhang Dadan to continue the story, but at this moment, a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart, and he had no mood to continue boasting.
"...Excuse me, I have to go now, I need to go home and take a look around."
Zhang Dadan quickly tossed down a few coins, hurriedly got into his car, and rushed home.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but after that strange boy mentioned it, he suddenly became unusually concerned.
……
To be honest, Su Feng didn't care what happened to Zhang Dadan afterward.
Perhaps it was because of his reminder that Zhang Dadan discovered his wife's affair with his boss in advance, leading to his death before meeting Master Xu. It's all hard to say.
However, Su Feng did not intend to interfere excessively.
Right now, all I need to do is steadily improve my cultivation level and live a comfortable, uneventful life – that's the best approach.
Who knows, given time he might become the only cultivator in this Dharma-ending Age!
Just thinking about it is exciting! It's much better than interfering in other people's trivial family matters and chaotic affairs.
"Don't meddle in other people's business, don't concern yourself with other people's business." Su Feng muttered to himself as he walked toward the familiar street.
What crime is there in standing idly by...?
The old gentleman at the used bookstore still sat in the same position on his small stool, his beady eyes watching the passersby.
"It's been a long time, sir."
Su Feng stepped forward and greeted them.
The purpose of this visit, as always, is to see if there are any new books.
"Oh dear, it has indeed been a few days since I last saw Young Master Su." The old gentleman lowered his glasses and, upon recognizing Su Feng, his face immediately lit up with a smile.
"I wonder if you've found any new books lately?" Su Feng glanced at the bookstall, but none of them caught his eye, so he looked up and asked.
The old man laughed awkwardly, "This book is hard to find. I've had people asking around these past few days, but there's still no news. Why don't you take a look at what I have here, Young Master Su?"
"No need, I'll come another day. If there are any books I want, please hold them for me..."
Su Feng turned and left, continuing his wanderings to the next place.
Since there are no Taoist scriptures or texts that meet my needs, there is naturally no need to stay any longer.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. He has basically bought up all the Taoist books in this area, and they are currently out of stock. How could there be any new stock in just a few days?
Fine, let's go check out the antique shops; maybe there are some hidden gems that will catch his attention.
However, the result was that Su Feng couldn't find anything that could arouse his interest in this antique street that was supposed to have "everything"!
"I've wasted a whole day shopping."
Su Feng shook his head with little interest, looked up and saw that it was getting late, so he decided not to linger outside any longer.
Just as he was about to head back, Su Feng suddenly stopped and turned his head to look into the deep alley as he passed by.
Just now, it was as if a flash of inspiration struck him, like an electric current coursing through his body, allowing him to sense the flow of some special spiritual energy.
Following the line of sight, in that dirty and slovenly corner of the alley, there were many bottles and jars, most of them broken and incomplete, discarded here by the merchants.
People passing by wouldn't even glance at these worthless items.
The vendors who were setting up their stalls nearby saw Su Feng looking lost in thought and assumed he was getting business, so they quickly went over to greet him.
"Young master, has someone caught your eye? Let me introduce them to you!"
Su Feng remained unmoved, pointing to the "trash" placed in the corner, "Is all of this yours?"
Seeing that the visitor wasn't interested, the stall owner shrugged in disappointment. "These are just broken and worthless items. If you want them, young master, I'll sell them to you by weight for a discount."
Anyway, they're all just cheap stuff, they're just taking up space.
Why not take advantage of a naive young man who can help you clear out your stock?
Su Feng didn't respond. He walked straight in, squatted down, and rummaged among the bottles and jars on the ground.
Finally, they pulled out a furnace about the size of an arm from a pile of rubble.
Although the stove surface was damaged, the faint spiritual energy within it was exactly what I had just sensed, and it was not an illusion!
"My darling..."
Su Feng muttered to himself as he wiped the dust off the furnace body with his sleeve, revealing the unique iris-shaped engraving.
As I stroked the furnace along its lines, it felt as if I could connect with its spirit, and my spiritual energy was activated.
【Drip】
[Unknown object detected...]
The response from Tianyan in his mind also confirmed Su Feng's conjecture!
This thing I'm holding in my hands! It's truly extraordinary!
Judging from its strange appearance and the hanging handles, it looks a bit like the alchemy furnace recorded in ancient books, but its purpose may be far more complicated than that!
Although the stove body is somewhat thin, it is extremely heavy when you hold it in your hand!
The presence of the Heavenly Evolution further proves the value of this furnace!
For a moment, Su Feng cherished it as if it were a priceless treasure!
Little did he know that his unintentional little action was seen by the stall owner behind him, whose face was full of confusion.
These days, who would be interested in waste?
But when the stall owner took a closer look, he saw the exquisite pendant hanging on Su Feng's waist and his eyes lit up instantly!
That's a priceless treasure!
This young master in front of me is not just rich, he's rolling in money!
4.2 “Boss, you just said that these are sold by weight, right? I’ll take them all.” Su Feng suppressed his excited smile and slowly put down the alchemy furnace.
He knew all too well the true nature of those who set up stalls and did business here, and he knew he had found a treasure, so he wouldn't let it go easily.
Anyway, it wasn't him who said he wanted to sell it by weight, so I might as well consider it a great deal.
"Oh my, young master, you are so generous!" The stall owner hurriedly came forward, rubbing his hands excitedly. "Five thousand silver dollars in total, thank you!"
Five thousand silver dollars?
Su Feng was taken aback. "Didn't you just say that all the antiques here are worthless?"
"I did say that, these are all junk, worth only ten silver dollars, but the top-quality antique you were holding just now is worth four thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine silver dollars!"
Su Feng: "..."
Good heavens, that's really heartless!
Does he think he's got me cornered?
But if it were that easy to make him willingly open his wallet and become a sucker, Su Feng wouldn't be that stupid.
"At most twenty dollars."
Su Feng raised two fingers and said it without any hesitation.
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Chapter Sixty: An Uninvited Guest in the Mansion! The Ugly Face of Master Qian
"twenty?!"
Upon hearing the number, the stall owner was momentarily stunned; even the worst stall shouldn't have such a small amount.
“Young master, I’ll take your words as a joke,” the stall owner said with a forced smile, pointing to the stove behind him that Su Feng had just touched. “That’s a treasure, worth a fortune. Even if you don’t want anything else, just this treasure alone would cost at least three thousand.”
"Twenty." Su Feng never lowered his two fingers.
"Young master, you should think this through. This treasure is unique; you won't find it anywhere else." The stall owner's eyes twitched, but he still stubbornly insisted on the price.
Su Feng chuckled softly, "Baby? Where did you get that idea? My price is twenty. You decide, sell it or not!"
The standoff between the two stood out conspicuously in the crowded and bustling antique street, attracting many onlookers who stopped to watch with curiosity.
Soon a dozen or so people gathered around, whispering among themselves.
"What happened?"
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"I just heard that young master say he wanted to buy that defective product, but I didn't expect the stall owner to ask for such an outrageous price of five thousand silver dollars!"
"Holy crap! This is outrageous! We might as well just rob a bank!"
Faced with the whispers and comments from the crowd, the stall owner knew he was losing face, so he quickly moved closer to Su Feng, smiling obsequiously as he changed his tune, "Alright, alright, let's all compromise, one thousand! This is already my lowest price, one thousand silver dollars, and the stove and the other junk... you can have it all."
Su Feng didn't even bother to move his eyebrows or eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and his voice grew deeper and deeper, "Twenty."
"Young master, aren't you making things difficult for me?"
The stall owner's face turned pale and then purple, completely exasperated by Su Feng's antics.
He didn't consider himself to be taking advantage of the situation; he simply got a great deal and ran into someone who didn't know its value.
How could he not know the value of those tattered clothes behind him?