"Don't worry, I can't give you a fake check." Shen Feng explained.
"That won't work." The middle-aged man is very stubborn.
"How about I give you cash?" Shen Feng continued to the middle-aged man.
"Five million cash. What a big box it is. It's too heavy. I'm too lazy to take it. It's still convenient to swipe my card." The middle-aged man shook his head and said.
Shen Feng frowned and looked at the dusty Bodhi beads. He was unwilling.
"Then you say, how can you sell it to me?" Shen Feng said to the middle-aged man.
"I just said, come back tomorrow." The middle-aged man closed his eyes and replied lazily.
"Do you really promise to come tomorrow?" Shen Feng asked.
"Look at the weather. I won't come if it's windy and rainy." The middle-aged man replied.
"Hey, you're a little strange. You don't make money, and it's too heavy to take money." Ren Yinger was very angry with the middle-aged man.
She was angry because Shen Feng really wanted to buy the Bodhi beads, and the middle-aged man was clearly making trouble for Shen Feng.
"Little girl, you're right. Otherwise, how can people in this street call me old monster." The middle-aged man said and half lay next to the stall.
"You..." Ren Yinger was about to say something when he was interrupted by Shen Feng.
"Well, keep this Rosary for me. I'll get it tomorrow." Shen Feng took another look at the Bodhi beads. When he was about to leave with Ren Yinger, the middle-aged man opened one eye and said to Ren Yinger, "little girl, don't you want to buy something?"
"No, I won't buy these rags." Ren Yinger snorted.
After listening to Ren Yinger's words, Shen Feng smiled bitterly. These "rags" in her eyes are conservatively estimated to be worth hundreds of millions.
After hearing Ren Yinger's words, the middle-aged man was not angry. He got up again and took a classic and ordinary looking jade hairpin and said, "this jade hairpin has been used by the queen. Why don't I sell it to you cheaper."
"No card." Ren Yinger replied angrily.
"How about you take it today and give the money tomorrow?" The middle-aged man said to Ren Yinger.
"The weather forecast says it will rain tomorrow, so I can't come. It's windy the day after tomorrow, so can I." Ren Yinger returned all the attitudes that the middle-aged man had just towards Shen Feng.
"Then give me money whenever you have time?" Said the middle-aged man.
Ren Yinger looked at the middle-aged man, then at the jade hairpin and said, "I won't buy it either."
"In this way, can I give it to you for nothing?" The middle-aged man continued.
"I never take other people's things for nothing." Ren Yinger said.
"..." Shen Feng was speechless for a while. He was really strange. If he bought a Bodhi Rosary Bead himself, he would not sell it for five million yuan, and he would have to come back tomorrow. Now he wants to give Ren Yinger one for nothing.
The middle-aged man has never been angry. He always smiles in Ren Yinger's eyes: "don't forget it."
With that, he put down the jade hairpin and half lay on the ground, closed his eyes and took a nap.
"Hey, how do you sell this purple clay pot?" A passer-by asked casually.
"Not for sale!" The middle-aged man refused directly without opening his eyes.
"Cut, it's strange not to do business." The passer-by said something casually and went straight away.
"Let's go, too." Ren Yinger also dragged Shen Feng away.
As soon as Shen Feng left, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, took the dusty Bodhi beads and said, "this thing should be very important to him, but the little girl is very interesting."
Then he closed his eyes again
Ren Yinger took Shen Feng's arm and continued to walk forward. He was about to reach the end of antique street.
"Why didn't you ask for it just now? I think the jade hairpin should be worth a lot of money." Shen Feng asked Ren Yinger.
"Who let him make things difficult for you." Ren Yinger replied.
"Well, I still owe you a jade hairpin." Shen Feng smiled and said.
"Hee hee, if you want to compensate me, I have no opinion." Ren Yinger raised her pretty face and looked at Shen Feng, then left the antique street
Shen Feng sent Ren Yinger back to his dormitory and returned to the seaside villa.
Towards the evening, the villa began to be busy, and the women began to prepare for the evening dinner. Xue Qing, Cheng Xuan, Yuan Ying, Wang yuluo and other women were responsible for setting tables and chairs to decorate the restaurant of the villa; Su Mei, Su Wan, Leng Fei, Jiahe Qingzi and other women are busy in the kitchen. Even Annie runs up and down to deliver things. Generally speaking, none of them is idle.
"Can I help you?" Shen Feng asked Su Mei, who was cooking.
"I don't need it here. Go and ask them." Su Mei didn't go back to the tunnel.
"Oh." Shen Feng answered, asked around, and said he didn't need help.
Shen Feng had to sit on the sofa and looked at them happily, with a faint smile on his face.
"What about Jiameng? Is Jiameng here? " Xue Qing came over and asked.
"It may take a while." Shen Feng looked at the time. It was already more than six o'clock.
"Or you can pick it up." Xue Qing is a little worried. Although today's event ended in victory, it still has a great impact on Luo Jiameng.
"OK." Shen Feng stood up, took the motorcycle key and walked outside the villa.
As soon as Shen Feng came to the motorcycle, he felt dizzy, a violent blood red appeared at the bottom of his eyes, a black evil spirit appeared at the corners of his eyes, and the violent power in his body began to move.
The ring flashed a faint light, and a delicate porcelain vase appeared in his hand. It was the Yuning pill Zhang Wenfan gave himself. Now he took it out for a rainy day.
"Ah..." Shen Feng clenched his teeth and squatted on the ground. He gave a low roar. He tried to keep his voice down so that the women in the villa wouldn't hear it, so as not to worry them.
Shen Feng urged the power in his body and tried to suppress the violent force. The golden "spear" pattern in the palm of his left hand also appeared.
After two or three minutes, Shen Feng suppressed the force.
"Hoo, hoo, Hoo." Shen Feng was sweating all over his face, gasping heavily, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
Shen Feng clutched the porcelain bottle containing Yuning pill and said to himself, "fortunately, it's not useful this time."
There are only three Yuning pills, one less. If you don't use them this time, you'll leave a chance for the next time.
"It seems that we must go to Nanling again as soon as possible." Shen Feng said in his heart.