After three hundred years of training in the Guiru Realm, Qin Jian is no longer a reckless teenager.

There are many things he can choose to turn a blind eye to in order to achieve his goals.

Therefore, even if Wang Zhiyi is yin and yang and raises prices wantonly, he has no mental understanding.

But there's a limit to everything!

The other party's repeated provocations inevitably annoyed him!

Although this body has nothing to do with him, it also represents his identity at this time.

So, it's not just whoever wants to insult and can insult!

Since the other party doesn't know how to accept it when he sees it, he doesn't mind teaching the other party a lesson.

Qin Jian turned around, looked at Wang Zhiyi, and said lightly: "Buy an earthen urn for 200,000 yuan, do you think this is a very ridiculous thing?"

Wang Zhiyi shrugged his shoulders and looked proud: "What do you think of yourself?"

"The Wang family has been in the antique business for decades, this eyesight, I really dare not compliment!"

Qin Jian smiled disdainfully and said to the shopkeeper, "Please lend me a hammer!"

"Hammer?"

Boss Song was confused, and subconsciously looked at Wang Zhiyi.

Wang Zhiyi said lightly: "Lend it to him! People spent 200,000 yuan in your store, and this requirement is not met?"

Boss Song got the order and hurriedly took out a small hammer from behind.

Qin Jian took the hammer, weighed it a few times, and aimed at the earthen urn.

Seeing this scene, Boss Song was shocked and hurriedly said: "The goods sold will not be returned or exchanged!"

Xu Qiang looked at Qin Jian and said secretly in his heart: "Even if you smash it in front of you, what if you have already lost face, this move is of no benefit except for the name of a reckless man!

Wang Zhiyi also saw the clue, and snorted disdainfully, with even more disdain on his face.

Qin Jian ignored their demeanor, raised the hammer by himself, and smashed it down accurately.

Bang~

Two hundred thousand earthen urns turned into a pile of debris.

The people watching the excitement outside the store saw this, and there was an uproar.

"Smashed?"

"Smashed!"

"Loser!"

"Smashing the urn is not a loser, buying an urn is a loser, that's 200,000!"

"I heard that the illegitimate son of the Qin family is a loser, but when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary!"

"People have money, it's not bad!"

"He wants to smash the urn for face, but he doesn't know it, and he loses more face!"

"Yes, the Qin family's face has been lost by this kid!"

......

Listening to everyone's ridicule, Qin Jian smiled disdainfully.

He flicked the pieces and pulled out a thin oiled paper bag from inside.

Seeing this scene, the surroundings fell silent.

No one expected that such a thing was hidden in the wall of the earthen urn.

"What's that?"

Questions were raised.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one could answer the question.

They have been in the antique world for some years, but this is the first time they have seen something hidden in the wall of an earthen urn.

Only the old man who was in good spirits was shocked, and muttered in a low voice: "If you are really not mistaken, it is indeed it!"

Qin Jian gently brushed off the dust on the oil paper and said lightly: "The Wang family has a profound background and extraordinary eyesight, does Wang Shao know what this is?"

"It's just a broken paper bag!"

Wang Zhiyi gave the answer very simply.

"Broken oil paper bag?"

Qin Jian smiled: "It's really ignorant enough!"

"You're less smug there!"

Wang Zhiyi said disdainfully: "A broken oil paper bag, nothing remarkable!"

"Really?"

Qin Jian smiled faintly, noncommittal, and gently unwrapped the oiled paper, revealing the objects inside.

Inside, there are three white lotus-like petals.

When the oiled paper bag was opened, a refreshing fragrance spread rapidly.

Even the people outside the store can smell this unusual scent.

"What's that?"

"I don't know! I've never seen anything like this!"

"Look at that shape, it looks like a snow lotus!"

"Snow Lotus, I've never heard of this preservation method!"

"Probably not! Who would put the snow lotus in an earthen urn?"

......

Qin Jian held the oil paper in the palm of his hand, looked at Wang Zhiyi, and said lightly:

"For the sake of the gift you gave me, I'll tell you about it!

This is a water lily earthen urn, a container used for alchemy in ancient times.

Although its appearance is not good, the workmanship materials are first-class and high-quality.

In order to avoid the leakage of the elixir's spiritual energy, in ancient times, Danshi often hid three pieces of snow lotus in the wall of the earthen urn.

Moreover, Snow Lotus's aura will assist in the formation of the elixir.

Now, you know how precious this thing is!"

When Wang Zhiyi heard this, he burst out laughing, and tears of laughter flowed out.

After laughing, he pointed at Qin Jian and teased: "You can figure it out! Return the water lily earthen urn, return the pill, and return the Danshi, why don't you say that you have become an immortal! Just this broken thing, except for a fool like you, who will buy it?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man outside the store pushed everyone away and walked in.

When he came to Qin Jian, the old man looked excited, and said in a trembling voice: "Little friend, can you let me take a look?"

Qin Jian looked at the old man and stretched out his hand.

The old man didn't dare to take it, so he stood two steps away and looked carefully, sniffing gently.

After a while, the old man stood up straight, his eyes shining.

He looked at Qin Jian and discussed, "Little friend, can you give me this snow lotus?"

Qin Jian raised his eyebrows and shook his head.

The old man suddenly realized and said, "The price is easy to say! Two million a piece, is it good?"

Qin Jian still shook his head.

The old man thought for a moment and continued: "You set the price, as long as it doesn't exceed eight figures, I can accept it!"

Qin Jian said lightly: "This snow lotus is useful to me, and I don't have to deal with any money." ”

"That's ......"

The old man's disappointed expression was palpable.

After some thought, he pointed to the pile of debris and asked, "Can you give me this urn?"

Qin Jian nodded.

The old man hurriedly thanked him and said, "You can make a price!"

Qin Jian said lightly: "It's rare to meet someone with eyesight like you, so I'll give you this fragment of the urn!"

"Thank you, little friend!"

The old man made a gesture and carefully put away the fragments.

Looking at the sudden scene, everyone else was stupid!

Saussurea?

Million?

Eight figures?

Really?!

Wang Zhiyi frowned and pondered, and suddenly reacted.

He was still wondering just now, although Qin Jian was a waste, he was not so stupid.

Spending 200,000 yuan to buy an earthen urn, no matter how you look at it, it's not normal!

It turns out that everything is a calculation!

This old man plays like this, doesn't it mean that he can't read pearls!

Okay, you Qin family bastard, you're really looking for trouble!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhiyi was furious and scolded: "Invite an old bastard to act, do you think you can deceive me?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Who do you say is a bastard?"

"What about you, old bastard, old immortal!"

Wang Zhiyi scolded: "How much money did he give you? You dare to come to the Wang family's realm to ask for trouble!"

The old man was just about to speak, when a group of people suddenly walked in outside the store.

Seeing someone coming, Wang Zhiyi was stunned, hurriedly greeted him, and said curiously: "Grandpa, why are you here?"

Old Man Wang ignored Wang Zhiyi, but came straight to the old man.

Giving a very respectful salute, Old Man Wang said loudly: "Mr. Kong is here, it really makes the Wang family shine......