What attracted Fang Chen's attention was a jade pendant in the corner of this stall that looked very inconspicuous, and even had a crack on the surface.

It was definitely one of the worst-looking things in this stall, but Fang Chen felt a strong trace of time and an aura that had not yet completely dissipated from this somewhat broken jade pendant as his own exercises worked.

The reason why the exercises he cultivated were called forbidden by the Heavenly God Sect was that in addition to the extremely dangerous process of cultivation, and if he was not careful, he would be eaten by the exercises themselves, either exploding and dying, or becoming a puppet of the exercises and becoming a killing machine, but also because this set of exercises itself has many unpredictable abilities, and powerful attack power is only its foundation.

In addition to this, it can also give cultivators extremely keen perception, and when they reach their peak, they can even predict some major events that will happen in the future through exercises, which is extremely mysterious.

Of course, Fang Chen hadn't cultivated to that level now, but as long as he ran the exercises, he could detect that most of the objects had aura in them, and how many years they had probably existed in this world.

The really valuable cultural antiquities are poured into the efforts of every creator, and many jade antique bodies are the essence of heaven and earth, so after the accumulation of time, it will breed a particularly rich aura.

Therefore, the amount of aura and the thickness of the traces of time are an important basis for Fang Chen to judge whether a cultural antique has high value.

This method is simple and crude, but it rarely misses, and it is much more sophisticated than ordinary appraisers who rely on time to slowly hone their eyes and senses.

The ancient jade in the stall in front of him made him feel the breath of at least a thousand years and a considerable aura.

He bent down, took this jade pendant in his hand, and after a careful understanding, he immediately judged according to his own knowledge that this jade pendant with a slight hint of yellow dipping and dragon pattern relief on both sides was worn on the waist by dignitaries in the late Eastern Han Dynasty nearly 2,000 years ago.

Although I don't know how I fell into this stall, and because it was not properly kept, a crack appeared on the surface of the jade, and a considerable part of the aura was lost, which would have a great impact on the price, but at least it could be sold for about 8~150,000 yuan.

Fang Chen is very confident in his valuation, because he himself has a particularly deep understanding of cultural antiquities, and before he entered the palace, he visited hundreds of antique trading markets in Kyushu Huaxia, large and small, and found big leaks in every place, and also spent tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan to buy valuable treasures.

In his cultivation mansion in the Heavenly God Sect, he has a collection of thousands of treasures from all over the world, and almost all the categories of cultural and antique collections.

As long as he can roughly determine the age, author, material and other key information, he can give a very accurate quotation.

Casually weighing the jade pendant in the palm of his hand twice, Fang Chen said to the stall owner casually: "Boss, how can this jade pendant be sold?"

At this time, the stall owner was greeting another guest, and after casually glancing at the jade pendant in Fang Chen's hand, he said with a big grin: "800 yuan is not bargaining!"

Of course, the stall owner didn't know how valuable his thing was, but he remembered that the last time he received the goods in the countryside, he bought this piece of jade from an old farmer for 20 yuan, so he felt that 800 yuan was enough money.

Fang Chen frowned when he heard this, and said very dissatisfied: "This jade is obviously cracked, and it is also dyed with yellow dipping, how can it be worth so much money!"

200 yuan, if you sell it, I'll take it, if you don't sell it, forget it!"

When the stall owner heard him say this, he knew that he hadn't encountered a big wrongdoer, but he didn't want to sell it for so much money, so he didn't speak.

Fang Chen didn't ink, just stood up and left.

didn't walk a few meters, and the stall owner hurriedly beckoned: "Hey, don't go, 200 is 200, even if it's an opening!"

Only then did he turn around, take out two red tickets from his wallet, hand them to the vendor, and then pick up the jade pendant and wipe the dust a little before putting it in his pocket.

Although Fang Chen is not bad for money, the fun of picking up leaks is to buy valuable treasures at a very small price, so the price must be kept to the minimum!

He had a hunch that 200 was the bottom line of this stall owner, so he gave it directly, and sure enough, the deal was sold.

Just when he was in a good mood and was about to turn around, a sharp and ugly voice came from behind him: "Today is really unlucky, I actually bumped into you waste, who gave you the courage to go to the antique market? I'm afraid you can't even make up 500 yuan in your pocket, what can you buy!"

Fang Chen turned his head and saw Sun Yaohui's arrogant face, and at the same time, beside him was a young woman with a somewhat innocent appearance, but a particularly hot body.

Sun Yaohui's arm was holding her arm, and his palm was still restlessly rubbing back and forth, when he saw Fang Chen looking back at him. The disdain on his face was even more obvious, and he didn't regard him as his brother-in-law at all.

At the same time, the woman also said in a very lolita voice:

"Hui Shao, you didn't pay attention just now, this kid spent 200 yuan from the stall next to him to buy a broken jade pendant! And he bargained for a long time, you see his clothes, even if they are thrown on the street, few people will pick it up, they are all poor like this, and they come to the antique street to buy things, and leave some money to buy steamed buns and pickles!"

Although she is beautiful enough, her mind is very vicious, she keeps plucking Fang Chen with her eyes, 100 people look down on him, and her tone of voice is even more yin and yang, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

Sun Yaohui's eyes lit up when he heard her words, and then he said with a smile: "You don't know, this kid is going to attend a big person's birthday banquet after a while, and I estimate that I came here to shop, maybe I want to prepare a birthday gift."

But if the broken stone bought for 200 yuan is used as a birthday gift, he will definitely be driven out by the big man who broke his legs!"

When the woman heard this, she immediately giggled, and looked at Fang Chen like a fool and said, "I spent 200 yuan to buy a broken stone to be a birthday gift for a big man? I heard me right! If you don't have any money, don't give it away, isn't this kind of gift tantamount to burying that big man? It's really looking for death." ”

Fang Chen's originally good mood was directly disturbed by this dog man and woman who sang a harmony one-on-one, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he strode towards the dog man and woman, and said coldly at the same time:

"I haven't figured anything out and I'm talking about it here, if you have this time, you might as well hurry up and think about how to do business, do you want to wait until the end of the year to be kicked out of the Sun family by my wife!"

He was actually very angry, and he didn't start beating people, because he didn't want to cause trouble for Sun Yueying, but these words still stimulated Sun Yaohui's sensitive nerves, and he scolded with a beating in the corner of his eyes:

"What the fuck are you talking about, why didn't Lao Tzu figure out the situation, and besides, even if she gave Sun Yueying 100 years of time, she would never be able to win against me!"

At the end of the year, the person who got out of the Sun family must be her, as well as her parents, plus you waste!

Seeing that he was open-mouthed, the more he spoke, the more unpleasant it became, Fang Chen's face also became gloomy: "

It seems that you have not received enough lessons during this time, but it is also possible that your skin is too thick and your memory is too poor.