The clerk of the antique shop saw that Zhou Chen's booth was suddenly overcrowded, thinking that he and the old man were singing, and also walked over.

When he found out that this old man was his boss's father, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed the old man, "Old man, don't you have an antique shop in your own house, why did you come here to buy antiques?"

The old man glanced at the clerk and grinned, "See a good thing!"

"Good thing?" The clerk looked at the vase in the old man's hand, wasn't it the one he saw, "Old man, I just saw this thing, and I knew at a glance that it was an imitation, how could it be a good thing!"

"Well, you're doubting my vision?" the old man narrowed his eyes as he looked at the clerk.

The clerk was a little flustered.

The old man shook his head, "How long have you been in the industry, good things can make you see, you already have your own antique shop!"

Zhou Chen laughed on the side: "That's it, good things are placed in front of you, you don't know, you don't know gold and jade!"

"You ......" the clerk was so frightened that he lost his temper.

The old man ignored it, turned to look at Zhou Chen, "Little brother, the price is 800,000, I will buy it if it is feasible!"

Zhou Chen pretended to be at a loss and thought for a while, "Yes, I see that you really like this thing, I'll sell it!"

But who could have known that this thing was bought by Zhou Chen for dozens of yuan.

After the payment was cleared, Zhou Chen looked at the more than 800,000 yuan in his account and couldn't keep his mouth shut.

A day ago, Zhou Chen was still worried about eating, but he didn't expect such a large sum of money to come into his account today.

After being happy, Zhou Chen took care of himself and walked around the antique street.

With money in his pocket, Zhou Chen's waist pole was straightened.

Walking around, Zhou Chen saw a lot of strange things on a stall.

Squatting down and grabbing a quaint martial arts book to look at, the stall owner began to flicker.

"Little brother, you have a really good eye, the book in your hand is my ancestor, if it weren't for lack of money, I wouldn't have taken it out and sold it!"

Zhou Chen didn't pay attention to the rhetoric of setting up a stall, but turned on the light of treasure appreciation, and looked at all the things in this stall, except for the book in his hand, the other things were not as old as himself.

The book in my hand is decades old, but it's not an antique.

Pick and choose, this book is better, Zhou Chen felt that the words on it were not bad, and offered a price: "Boss, twenty yuan, do you want to buy it?"

"Twenty yuan, you killed me, this thing ......"

The stall owner blew at Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen didn't believe it at all, the stall owner said this, he just wanted to fool himself.

Zhou Chen sighed, "Fifty yuan, sell it or not, if you don't sell it, I'll leave!" As he spoke, Zhou Chen stood up.

The stall owner saw that Zhou Chen was leaving, "Okay, okay, alas, count me at a loss, sell you!"

After paying the money and getting the goods, Zhou Chen opened the book and read it for a while, and the content on the book was a little obscure.

The book is unsigned, it's just that it's older, and it's of no use to me at all, and I don't know how much recycling is worth.

As he spoke, Zhou Chen threw the book into the recycling system.

[Ding, a quaint old book, recycling price: 3800RMB, is it recycled?]

Yo, that's worth a lot of money!

The books bought for fifty yuan were sold for three thousand eight after changing hands, and the net profit was dozens of times!

With such a lucrative deal, if you encounter it a few more times, won't you want to get rich?

"Yes!"

[Ding, recycle a quaint old book, recycling price: 3800RMB, additional reward: Xingyi primer!]

A golden light drilled into Zhou Chen's head, and Zhou Chen only felt a little dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

When Zhou Chen came back to his senses, it was like exercising vigorously for several hours, hearty.

Clenched his fists, Zhou Chen could clearly feel his current strength.

On the corner of the street, a group of people were staring at Zhou Chen.

"Boss, it's that kid, I just saw him sell a vase of 800,000 yuan!"

"Oh!" the man in a suit snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, "Brothers, bring that kid to me!"

Just as Zhou Chen was reminiscing.

A group of people gathered around, and the surrounding stalls saw that the group of people was fierce and vicious, and they all avoided it.

"Zhou Chen, come with us!"

Zhou Chen recognized this thug who spoke, he was one of the collectors at that time.

I didn't expect to find the door so soon!

The corners of Zhou Chen's mouth were hooked, if it was an hour ago, he might still be afraid, but now, the situation is different.

Follow the gangsters to a deserted street.

The collector in a suit looked at Zhou Chen in front of him and said, "Zhou Chen, didn't you say that you have no money, but I just heard my little brother say that you made 800,000 yuan by selling vases, but is there such a thing?"

Zhou Chen calmly said one word: "Yes!"

"Just dare to admit it, then pay it back, 200,000!"

"200,000? You really dare to open your mouth, I just borrowed 80,000 from you, and you asked me for 200,000 as soon as you opened your mouth, and you are not as ruthless as you in robbing money!"

"Eighty thousand, hum, who will lend you money for no reason now, and no interest? We are not charitable, I still have a large group of brothers behind me to feed, get the money quickly, or you will have good fruit to eat!"

"I want money, yes, but I will only give you 80,000 yuan, not a penny more!"

"Zhou Chen, it seems that I was too light last night!" Cui Zhiping was extremely surprised, he never thought that he had not seen him for a day, and Zhou Chen would dare to be so arrogant in front of him.

Cui Zhiping waved his hand at the brothers surrounding Zhou Chen, and said with a cruel smile: "Brothers, since this kid doesn't know each other, we have to treat people well!"

As soon as the words fell, those people were eager to try.

For them, beating people is commonplace, and since they entered the industry, they can't count the number of people who have beaten them, and it is not worse than Zhou Chen.

Until now, Zhou Chen still looked calm and composed, which made Cui Zhiping very puzzled.

What does this kid have to rely on, or is he frightened?

"Zhou Chen, you give me 300,000 now, I can save you from the pain of flesh and skin!"

"Hmph, no need!" Zhou Chen said lightly, and the whole person rushed out directly.

Cui Zhiping saw that Zhou Chen was so ignorant, and he didn't know how to go down the steps, it seemed that he would not be obedient if he didn't teach him a lesson, "Brothers, give it to me, just don't kill him!"

"Oops~"

As soon as the words fell, there was a wail.

Cui Zhiping thought that Zhou Chen was solved by his own subordinates, but when he looked closely, it was actually his own subordinates.

At this time, Zhou Chen was already like a flexible python, wandering around a group of people.

Those people couldn't even touch Zhou Chen at all.

"Oops~"

Another wail came out, and the little brother knelt on the ground holding his stomach, it was still Zhou Chen's doing.

In less than a minute, two younger brothers were solved by Zhou Chen.