Chapter 197: Begin to devour spiritual energy frantically

"Free?"

Zheng Qi was almost stunned by the good news that fell from the sky.

She looked at Wang Fan in disbelief: "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Wang Fan looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice: "Because of you..."

When Zheng Qi heard the first half of the sentence, his heart immediately beat wildly.

She is very confident in her appearance, and there are all kinds of suitors around her, is Wang Fan the same?

But then, Wang Fan said the second half of the sentence: "Because you have a lot of money, even if you don't have it now, you can get a lot of it after your grandfather dies, and it's not too late to get your salary when the time comes, I'm investing!"

Zheng Qi almost fainted.

I still need money for a long time, but I don't have to give it now.

Zheng Qi couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart, but she still forced a smile and said, "Okay!"

"But let's say it, I'm going to get some interest now, don't worry, I don't want money, I'm a person, I like antiques very much, any antiques can do, you take me to see all kinds of antiques to count the interest, if you see too much, you can even deduct your salary!"

Wang Fan looked at Zheng Qi in a seductive tone and said.

Zheng Qi was stunned for a moment, and wondered if he had heard it wrong, Wang Fan said that he was looking at antiques, not asking for antiques!

After a long time, she hesitated and said, "Okay... Okay, I can take you to my house to see antiques right now, although my grandfather didn't like to collect antiques, but there were quite a few. ”

Wang Fan's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly.

Now that he is poor and penniless, it is unrealistic to buy old medicine to upgrade, he always walks around the park and swallows spiritual energy, and if he swallows a few thousand points, he will break the sky, and he still has to engage in other ways to generate income.

The safest and most secret way is to swallow the aura inside the antique, which is another reason why he agreed to be Zheng Qi's bodyguard.

Soon, Wang Fan followed Zheng Qi to a mountainside villa, which was very luxurious, with a market price of more than one billion.

However, there is no one else here except the servants cleaning, because this is only the place where Zheng Nuo occasionally comes to live, but all Zheng Nuo's antiques are here.

Under the leadership of Zheng Qi, Wang Fan came to Zheng Nuo's study very smoothly.

There are more than a dozen antiques inside, and they are all very old.

Wang Fan didn't say a word, walked up and began to devour.

"Ding, Reiki 409!"

"Ding, Reiki 500!"

……

More than a dozen pieces of aura were swallowed in one gulp, and the aura directly increased by more than five thousand, which made Wang Fan full of confidence, even if he encountered any danger, he had enough aura to protect himself.

"This Tang Sancai bottle seems to be a certain ...... in the Tang Dynasty," Zheng Qi was still racking his brains there to introduce antiques to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan smiled, raised his feet and walked into the first antique store.

He was slightly disappointed that although the antique shop was full of antiques, 99% of them were fakes and had no aura.

But there are still seven or eight real antiques, although there is not much aura, but it is better than nothing.

After swallowing all the real antique aura in the first store, he gained more than 600 points of aura.

If you look at this street, there are probably fifty or sixty antique shops.

If you sweep them all, wouldn't there be thirty or forty thousand aura?

Thinking of this, Wang Fan was excited, he hurriedly took Zheng Qi to the second antique shop, Zheng Qi was also interested, walked to a very beautiful looking antique blue and white porcelain vase, and was about to take a closer look, but Wang Fan pulled her to lift her feet and leave!

"Can you take it slowly and seriously, what's the point of you looking at it like this?" Zheng Qi was helpless.

Wang Fan said lightly: "Do you know why I became so strong in such a short period of time?"

Zheng Qi thought for a while and said tentatively: "Because you have good talent?"

Wang Fan smiled: "No, it's because I don't know how to talk nonsense!"

Zheng Qi was helpless, so he could only follow Wang Fan to pull him into one antique store after another, and then leave this store and walk into the next store non-stop, so fast that it was like a race walking competition.

Finally, the shops on this street were almost visited by Wang Fan, and the two came to the last store.

Zheng Qi breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally, decided to go back tonight to let people press their sore feet.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a customer who was in this store was welcomed into the store by the owner.

Wang Fan was stunned, pointed to the inside of the store, and said to Zheng Qi: "Are there more and better antiques in there?"

Zheng Qi said: "More is not necessarily, but better is certain, what? Do you want to go in? Don't think about it, people will only let regular customers or masters enter, you are definitely not a regular customer, and this casual appearance will not be a master......"

Before she finished speaking, Wang Fan walked to the counter, knocked on the counter and said, "Boss, I am a master of antiques, and I will also go in to see your antiques!"

His Mandarin is surprisingly not discriminated against in the antique shop, after all, there are no antiques in the small land of Hong Kong Island, all the antiques are left from the mainland, and the guys in the store still think that Wang Fan is a big customer from the mainland!

He immediately went in and called the shopkeeper out.

The owner of this shop is a small old man in his fifties who is not tall and wears a waistcoat.

The little old man glanced at Wang Fan, and did not show any discrimination, but came up and said: "Your Excellency is a master of antiques?

Wang Fan thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Of course, he is a master of identification, I only need to look at the authenticity and age of antiques to see it." ”

"Really?" the shopkeeper raised his eyebrows, didn't doubt much, and directly put a string of beads in his hand on the counter, and said, "Then do you see if this is the beads of the Eastern Zhou or the Western Zhou?"