"Mr. Chu Feng, have you taken a fancy to this treasure?" Seeing Chu Feng in such a state, Da Zhuang's heart moved and he hurriedly spoke.

"Yes, let's go and have a look." Chu Feng smiled and spoke.

The three of them walked towards the stall, Meng Nianqiao glanced at the various items in front of the stall, there was a trace of helplessness in her eyes, she felt that Chu Feng's vision was too inferior.

"The value of these antiques is not high at first glance, most of them are high imitations, and I don't know which one Chu Feng has his eye on." Meng Nianqiao thought helplessly.

The stall owner was dozing off, and when he saw more than three people coming, he immediately shook up and glanced at Da Zhuang with a smile.

"I said Da Zhuang, you have started volunteering for free again, it is really high enough." The stall owner greeted Da Zhuang quite skillfully, and the two seemed to be very familiar.

"This time it was different, they paid 50,000 yuan for labor fees, and even bought a few of my antiques." Da Zhuang opened his mouth a little unconvinced.

"I see, no wonder you're so positive." The stall owner smiled and spoke.

After glancing at Chu Feng and Meng Nianqiao, he suddenly had a concept in his heart, knowing that both of them were either rich or noble people, and he had the intention of slaughtering them fiercely.

"How much is this teapot, and this stone pillow." Chu Feng didn't talk nonsense, but glanced at these items, and there was a hint of yearning in his eyes.

Hearing that Chu Feng lit out the teapot as soon as he opened his mouth, the stall owner's heart was cold, and he faintly felt that this young man was a master, but he didn't show it, but thought about it seriously.

"Sir, my teapot is not simple, if you need it, then give you 300,000 yuan, as for this stone pillow, it is even more not simple, if you need it, 500,000, what do you think?" The stall owner was very distressed, as if his beloved things had been taken away.

"Oh? Looking at the heartache on your face, it seems that there is a story, so you might as well tell it directly. Chu Feng opened his mouth with a smile. 、

"That's right, this teapot and this stone pillow were both bought by me from a friend, and there is indeed a great story." The stall owner's expression was very strange, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

"When I came to the antique street before, it was a bucket business, when I and my brother explored an ancient tomb, that tomb is the tomb of the Ming Dynasty, it is said to be the tomb of a prince, the two of us have gone through nine deaths and lives, so we have preserved this teapot and stone pillow, this story has been buried in my heart, today I see the young man you are very lovely, so I told it."

The stall owner's words made Chu Feng and the red-clothed beauty Meng Nianqiao both show a trace of surprise, they didn't expect this stall owner to have such an experience, and when they were about to open their mouths to sigh, Da Zhuang spoke.

"I said Lao Niu, you are too unkind, the last time I brought a customer over, you just told this story, why is this still this time, I remember the last item, it seems to be a jade pendant, right?" Da Zhuang is a little out of business, and the stall owner is too unprofessional, I don't know if he is very upright.

"Uh, this teapot and stone pillow are both unearthed from the same ancient tomb, okay, do you understand?" The stall owner shook his head helplessly, secretly screaming in his heart that it was not good, but he still spoke hard.

Poof.

Meng Nianqiao wanted to laugh a little, she was also moved by the story of this stall owner, but now that she thought about it, this stone pillow was very ordinary at all, but the teapot was a rare and high imitation, which was a little valuable.

These two items combined, eight thousand yuan were sold to her, she was too expensive, and she looked at Chu Feng with some curiosity for a while, thinking about what this guy was going to do.

"Well, this brother, you can't be beaten. Interfere, trust your own judgment. The stall owner opened his mouth with some oddity.

He also knew that his lie had been exposed, so he could only persuade Chu Feng hard, but in his heart he had no hope for this deal.

At this time, many people were attracted by the stall owners, and they all stopped to watch, and the stall owners felt that they were a little overwhelmed.

"Okay, wrap these two items for me, and I'll take them all." Chu Feng nodded, although the ability to edit the story of this stall is single, but this stone pillow is indeed what he needs.

There is a mystery inside this stone pillow, and there is a treasure hidden, which seems to be similar to the jade pixiu given by Chen Dongsheng, and they all belong to the same type of item, so it is only 800,000 yuan to buy it, and it is not a loss.

"Mr. Chu Feng, do you want to think about it, I can buy it for you for 10,000 yuan, and the treasures unearthed in the same tomb before were only sold for 30,000 yuan." Da Zhuang was a little anxious, and hurriedly persuaded Chu Feng.

He didn't forget the 50,000 yuan given by Chu Feng, and felt that he had to do his part no matter what he was, which was obviously a loss, and he felt that it was indeed a little uneconomical.

And Meng Nianqiao also felt a little helpless, through this incident, she was a little suspicious of her previous judgment, and felt that Chu Feng was just an eyeless gentleman, who was simply spending money indiscriminately.

"Da Zhuang, we all bow our heads and don't look up, can you not be so exaggerated, why aren't my two items worth 800,000?" The stall owner's face flushed a little and he spoke excitedly.

800,000 yuan, his monthly income is only 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, which is more than ten years of harvest, which can be said to be three years after opening.

Therefore, the stall owner tried his best to refute that if he was allowed to operate in the dark, he would probably have taken 100,000 yuan to kill Da Zhuang.

"Okay, Da Zhuang, don't make any noise, I've bought this item." Chu Feng smiled and spoke.

And the dream rosary on the side shook her head, a little disappreciative in her heart, but she knew that Chu Feng had a centurion black card, so she didn't say anything, this kind of person definitely did not lack these 800,000.

Just when Chu Feng was about to take out the money, five people squeezed in the crowd, and it turned out to be the second-generation children of Ding Shao and Zhong Wuming, whom Chu Feng had seen before.

"Haha, I thought it was anyone, Zhong Shao, it turned out to be Chu Feng, this kid, he was actually willing to pay 800,000 yuan to buy a teapot and stone pillow, it's really a bag." It was Ding Shao who spoke, and he looked at Chu Feng with some disdain.

Then he glanced at the stall owner, then at Chu Feng, and shook his head incessantly.

"I said boss, you may be disappointed, this 800,000 yuan is not something that he can take out as a kid, and do you think that with this kind of stall, there can be a transaction of 800,000 yuan?"

Hearing Ding Shao say this, the stall owner's originally high enthusiasm was like being poured cold water, and it cooled down instantly, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his face.