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The young man from before was stunned. He had been beaten up, and his uncle was no longer protecting him. What should he do?

Uncle was someone who spent his days with the upper class. He had a lot of people with him who were both powerful and powerful. He had never seen his uncle like this. Could it be that his uncle did not even dare to provoke the background of this brat in front of him?

Uncle was the most amazing person in his family that he could afford to offend. If even uncle did not dare to provoke him, then he did not have the qualifications to do so.

"I don't want this inkstone, sell it to him!" The young man glanced reluctantly at the inkstone in the pipe man's hand, but in the end, he still said something vicious.

"Alright, since your plans are reasonable, I will sell it to this mister." The smoking pipe man's words were simple, but it made people angry, especially when he was rubbing the young man's lungs.

How could it be negotiated by the two of them, it was basically a seller who only wanted to sell it to Zhong Ming, and he himself didn't have the chance to compete for it. The one who ended up getting slapped in the face was himself. The young man was on the verge of tears.

"Can I swipe my card?" Zhong Ming asked.

"Of course."

As the transaction for antiques was at least over a thousand dollars and at most several million dollars, it was really inconvenient for the buyers to bring cash with them. Therefore, as long as they sold on this street, they would have a card reader to pay for them.

Zhong Ming took out a card from his pocket and handed it over to the smoking pipe man. Not long later, the smoking pipe man came out of the shop with Zhong Ming's card and the payment slip in his hand.

"Thank you for coming!" The smoking pipe man smiled. He had not misjudged the man. This man must have had some sort of affinity with the inkstone. But he was not done with his happiness. All he heard was the last sentence that Zhong Ming said, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Could you find me a brazier, please?" Zhong Ming said indifferently.

When the surrounding people heard what Zhong Ming said, they were all excited for a moment. The originally dejected young man immediately became spirited.

Many people knew about the Dragon Wood s in the antique street.

It was this guy who used a brazier to burn the Dragon Wood's form.

The current situation was very similar to the time they were in back then. Everyone was extremely proud of themselves being able to personally witness the brilliance of the Dragon Wood.

He saw the smoking pipe man fawning as he brought a brazier from a nearby shop. The brazier was made of bronze, and the charcoal inside it was bright red. He stretched out his hot hand.

Under everyone's anticipating gazes, Zhong Ming directly threw the inkstone in his hand into the brazier.

There were more and more people watching, all looking excitedly at the brazier in front of them, as well as the dilapidated inkstone inside. He didn't even dare to blink, afraid that he would miss the chance to regret it for the rest of his life because of this one second.

After Zhong Ming threw the ink stone into the brazier, he walked directly towards the door.

Everyone looked at Zhong Ming confusedly, then quickly returned their gazes back to the brazier. The charcoal fire in the brazier was quickly burning the wooden inkstone inside. The flames that shot to the sky were burning very high and had already exceeded the range of the brazier.

The scene in front of him was just the burning of ordinary firewood? Everyone still looked in disbelief at the scene in the brazier.

"Aren't these just ordinary firewood?"

"How could this be?"

"Has this person left?"

"Could it be that he knows that this inkstone is fake and not a Dragon Wood?"

The surrounding people started to discuss, but the reason that everyone was puzzled was that this boy knew that this thing was fake, but he was still going to buy it at a high price?

"I remember! This is the boy who previously found the Dragon Wood! "

At this moment, a person in the crowd loudly shouted. Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to look at him.

"That's him! Last time, he also took advantage of everyone's lack of attention to leave! " The person who had shouted earlier looked at the back of Zhong Ming's leaving figure felt a little familiar for a moment, and finally remembered now.

It was this person who set off the wave of Dragon Wood on the antique street, could it be that he was trying to calm the atmosphere here by selling fake Dragon Wood?

For a moment, everyone began to speculate.

"I have to say, this boy's eyes are really abnormal poisonous. He can actually see Dragon Wood from an ordinary old and worn out inkstone? Did he buy something else amazing today? " One of the old men said in a serious tone.

This old man was Old Mr. Chen Daoyi from the antique industry, Mt. Taishan and Beidou.

Although he was dressed in ordinary attire, and he was obsessed with antique collection, he had a casual set of calligraphy and paintings on the wall which would last the family a lifetime.

Hearing Old Mr. Chen's words, the smoking pipe man was shocked.

"Could it be that the old mister is talking about the incense burner that I gifted him previously?" The man in the pipe started to recall what had happened to him.

With Zhong Ming's sharp eyes, he was sure that he could tell whether this ink stone was real or fake. In the end, he threw the inkstone directly into the brazier in front of everyone, and he left without wasting any time. This also showed that he himself knew the situation.

Since he was able to buy them at a high price, it meant that they were worth a lot. If this inkstone was of ordinary wood, then it could only be used as a censer for gifts.

Thinking of this, the smoking pipe man felt his heart ache. He had originally thought that this incense burner was just for show, but he hadn't thought that it would actually be such a useful treasure.

Just then, many people began to guess Zhong Ming's identity.

"A young hero has appeared since the ancient times. This child is definitely not ordinary."

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Towards those blindly following him, Zhong Ming did not have the time to waste. Today, Zhong Ming's greatest gain was the 'censer' in his hands.

This was originally a Pill Furnace, but many censers had similar shapes to this one. Now, there were even more copies on the market. After all, the censer was no longer a necessity. Those who could buy it would usually buy it and use it as a good decoration. Therefore, the requirements for quality were quite ordinary.

Zhong Ming immediately placed the little Pill Furnace into his own storage ring.

Ever since he acquired the storage ring, Zhong Ming had always talked about the things that he usually used to putting into the storage ring. After all, this was another dimension. Zhong Ming would never feel heavy, nor would he feel inconvenience because of this.

Recently, Lil 'White had become very playful and often went in and out by himself. Zhong Ming was even a little unable to catch Little White's shadow.

In the beginning, Zhong Ming was unaccustomed to having a noob following his collar. Zhong Ming had gotten used to it over this period of time. Meanwhile, Lil 'White, who did not have to eat or drink everyday, became unloving towards home for a while. It's said that people get worse when they have money, and so do animals. The little guy who didn't have to worry about food everyday actually dared to run out for a few days and not come back?

Zhong Ming decided that if Little White came back this time, he would teach it a good lesson. Let's be a good little cat, oh no, little ape, oh no, who cares what he is? Anyway, he shouldn't be so 'flowery'.

As Zhong Ming was walking, his phone suddenly rang.

As for why he was in such a hurry, it should be an illusion, right?

"Hello?" Zhong Ming picked up the phone.

"Hey, may I ask, are you Zhong Ming?" A woman's voice came from the phone. His voice was calm and elegant, giving off a very ethereal and noble feeling.

"I am!" Zhong Ming replied indifferently. Because the voice on the phone was special, Zhong Ming did not say much.

"I have something to talk to you about. May I ask if it's convenient for you to meet me now?" The woman's voice seemed to carry a faint fragrance. This voice sounded somewhat similar to Qin Yubing's for a moment.

"You are?" Zhong Ming asked directly.

"I am Qin Yubing's mother! I'll wait for you at the Southern Shore Palace! " The woman's voice was very gentle, but for some reason, Zhong Ming felt that she was treating him with hostility or estrangement. He kept feeling that she had a cold and clear feeling, as if it was the same as the feeling Qin Yubing gave others at the beginning.

"Alright!" Zhong Ming replied indifferently, and then hung up.

Although Zhong Ming could feel that his mother's tone was a little unfriendly towards him, but she was, after all, Qin Yubing's mother. He didn't have anything particularly important to do right now anyway. Since something had come up, he might as well make a trip.

Zhong Ming came out of the antique street and immediately got into his own black sports car.

Although Zhong Ming had never gone to the Southern Shore Temple before, he had brought along a navigation system that drew the closest route for him, so it would not be difficult for him to go there directly.

Roughly half an hour later, Zhong Ming arrived at the Southern Shore Temple.

He saw that this was a high-class resort club. The entire pavilion was in the southern part of the Beichuan Province, located in the Beichuan Province's key ecological reserve.

The environment was very quiet. Both the front and back of the hall were filled with lake waves. The water was clear, fish and shrimp swarming around.

Rich people were indeed a good thing. They were actually building a hall in an ecological reserve, enjoying the atmosphere that others couldn't enjoy.

The entire pavilion had a total of five floors. The most astounding part was that the entire building was built on water, giving off a feeling of a tree or forest.

A building would be built in the middle of a lake. Putting everything else aside, just the stability of the building alone would cost a lot of money. As for the design and decoration of the Southern Shore Institution, it was just the tip of the iceberg. No wonder even Zhong Ming, who he thought was capable, had not heard of this place. This place was like a paradise for the rich, a place where the poor could not even dream about.

Zhong Ming immediately walked towards the golden colored marble bridge. He never thought that before he even stepped foot on it, he would already be stopped by the security guards.

"Please show your membership card." The security guard's face was solemn.

"I don't have a membership card. The person I'm looking for didn't tell me." Zhong Ming spoke the truth.

"I'm sorry, but you can't go in then!" The security guard looked straight ahead, without any room for negotiation.

"I was invited by someone who thinks that she is a lady. She should have greeted all of you beforehand."

"I'm sorry, but no one has spoken to me since today. "And, even if I say hello, you can't enter here without a membership card."

Zhong Ming was a little speechless, when the Madam Qin called him, he never mentioned that the people here were not allowed to enter without a membership card, could it be that the Madam Qin did it on purpose?

He didn't expect that not only did he not enter the building, but he also didn't even walk up a bridge.

Zhong Ming felt helpless as he took out the black card and membership card that Zhou Yuxuan gave him before.

"Is that okay?"