Although this kind of incense is not very good, it is not cheap, and its price is a high-grade incense.

500 catties, this is worth 200,000 yuan.

"I know! Could it be that the boss doesn't have so many goods?" Qin Feng asked lightly?

"Yes, little brother, I have as much as you want!" Hearing Qin Feng's words, the shopkeeper hurriedly said.

"This kind of good incense comes for a hundred catties!" Qin Feng casually picked up another good incense, and still said to the shopkeeper.

"Hiss......" When the shop owner heard this, he took a cold breath, and was shocked again in his heart, this kind of good incense in Qin Feng's hand can be said to be one of the most high-end varieties in the store, more than 3,000 yuan a catty, and 100 catties is more than 300,000 yuan.

This time the shopkeeper didn't exclaim, obviously, the young man in front of him was a rich man, not missing a few dollars, the shopkeeper took out the delivery slip and wrote down what Qin Feng said.

"Boss, how much stock do you have in your store for this kind of good incense?" Qin Feng picked out one of the good incense and asked the shop owner.

"Uh! This kind of goods is only less than a hundred catties!" The shopkeeper couldn't help but take a cold breath when he saw this kind of good incense in Qin Feng's hand, and said politely to Qin Feng, and he didn't dare to boast about Haikou anymore.

This kind of good fragrance is tens of thousands of dollars a catty. There are not so many in my own store, but I estimate the source of goods that I can find, and there are probably so many.

"The price on it is 13,061 catties, I'll give you 151 catties, give me a full 100 catties, can you do it?" Qin Feng turned around and said lightly to the shopkeeper.

"Yes, surely!" The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then happily replied to Qin Feng's inquiry.

Looking at Qin Feng's expression at this moment, it was like looking at the God of Wealth Bodhisattva.

"And this, this, this, these three, the same hundred pounds. Qin Feng picked out three kinds of good incense again, and said to the shopkeeper.

At this moment, when the shop owner heard Qin Feng's words, he couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

Every time Qin Feng said something, the smile on the shopkeeper's face deepened.

It's all money!

Just such a single is enough to cover half a year's business.

To say that you are not happy, that is false.

Moreover, this young man is not bargaining at all, judging from the expression of this young man, the value of these things, for him, he does not care at all.

The shopkeeper knows that in this world, there are many rich people, and there are more willful rich people.

"This little brother, a total of 3.78 million, erase the fraction, count you 3.7 million. The owner of the store said ecstatically, although he said that he did not have so many goods in his store, but he had his own purchase channels, and he had to earn at least five or six hundred thousand yuan to make this order!

"Little brother, you can pick up the goods within a week! The shopkeeper said respectfully to Qin Feng.

"Get ready in three days!Four million, I'll give you a deposit of 500,000 now, and you can give me a receipt!" Qin Feng didn't drag his feet in the slightest, took out the card from his pocket, and said to the shopkeeper.

"Okay! I promise to do it!" The shop owner was immediately excited by Qin Feng's words, took the bank card, and hurriedly operated.

After a period of busyness, Qin Feng left the address of Wang Beimo's courtyard, explained it to the shopkeeper, and left here.

Confucius Temple is actually Confucius Temple, which has a very important significance in Chinese history, especially for the literati in Chinese history, Confucius Temple can be said to be a holy place.

Qin Feng left the shop, and walked slowly on the street of Confucius Temple, looking at the various items sold in the store.

Today's Confucius Temple street, it can be said that it has formed a glaze factory with a unique cultural temperament, not only the four treasures of the study, the sale of ancient Chinese cultural heritage, and some ornaments such as cultural relics and antiques.

Walking on this street, living next to the Confucius Temple, Qin Feng could feel that there was a unique aura on this temple street, enveloping it.

"This should be the feng shui aura of the Confucius Temple, I didn't expect that its scope of influence is so large. ”

Qin Feng felt it as he walked, thinking in his heart.

Suddenly, Qin Feng, who was looking around, was stunned, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked ahead...... Qin Feng was shocked in his heart, looked ahead, and thought to himself.

"I didn't expect to be able to see such a person here. ”

Qin Feng muttered in his heart, the interest on his face increased greatly, but Qin Feng did not step forward, but stared at the middle-aged man not far in front of him.

Looking along Qin Feng's line of sight, about ten meters away in front of him, a middle-aged man came, this middle-aged man, with a bald head, wearing a rough gold necklace around his neck, wearing a jacket, a typical gangster outfit, looking in his forties, but the tattoo on his chest told everyone that he was not a character to be messed with.

There were two young brothers behind him, Qin Feng looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

The middle-aged man soon approached Qin Feng's location, the street of Confucius Temple was not wide, and there were stalls on both sides of the road in addition to the shops. So, the streets as a whole are not wide.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, happened to be standing in the middle of the street.

The bald middle-aged man also swaggered over from the middle of the street, looking around casually as if he was playful.

Qin Feng knows that where there are people, there will be society, and where there is society, there will be a dark side.

This dark side is commonly known as the underworld.

Yan Bin is a native of Xiangshi, three out of forty, he is idle on weekdays, and he has a group of younger brothers under his hands, managing the territory of the Confucius Temple.

Yan Bin is very satisfied with his current life, he has a group of younger brothers, and everyone has a face, on weekdays, he lends money, collects money, and wanders around his own territory for a while if he has nothing to do, plus he still has more than a dozen facades in his home, to be honest, he is actually a rich second generation.

However, because of his youth, he was particularly obsessed with the old boy movie.

Therefore, after staying there for a few years, after coming out, I got used to that feeling, so I gathered this group of little brothers who had idle meals and pretended to be the underworld.

To be serious, in fact, he is not a kind of underworld, at best he is just a rich gangster.

As a rich, young, idealistic, and ambitious underworld, what he naturally has to do every day is to inspect his own territory.