I'm just a swineherd, not a beastmaster.

loss!

The guy rubbed his eyes that were almost blinded by the light, and regretted it deeply.

He originally thought that Yuan Feng was just a nouveau riche without any cultivation, so he gave away the Night Pearl, which required spiritual power to use and was useless to ordinary people.

Who would have thought that the other party was actually a cultivator.

If he had known, the guy certainly wouldn't have given the Night Pearl away for nothing, he would have made a good deal of it.

"Yes, I like this bead very much." Yuan Feng handed over the gold ingot with satisfaction, "Let's settle the bill."

"Sir, there are many spiritual treasures that are essential for cultivators in the store. Would you like to take a look?"

"Need not."

Yuan Feng waved his hand. The main reason was that he had no money. There were still some jewels left in his storage bag, but he had to go to the bank to exchange them for silver before he could spend them.

"Then I will go and settle the account."

Although the waiter's service attitude was not good, he was very skilled in calculating the bill. After a short while, he finished the calculation and walked out of the counter with the money in his hands.

"Sir, your two gold ingots are worth a total of five hundred and fifty taels of silver. Here is your change."

Yuan Feng took the silver and counted it carefully, and it was exactly fifty taels.

Then, with the waiter's bow, he swaggered out of the Jinbao Pavilion and headed to the next location.

Money house, go and exchange the jewelry for cash.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, Yuan Feng was not ridiculed for his shabby clothes, but was warmly welcomed by the shopkeeper.

"Sir, do you want to withdraw money or deposit it?"

Shopkeeper Yin has been a shopkeeper for half his life and has sharp eyes. As soon as he entered the door, he noticed the storage bag on Yuan Feng's waist.

Yuan Feng's storage bag looked plain and dusty, which was quite confusing. However, it could not deceive the sharp eyes of Shopkeeper Yin, who could tell at a glance that Yuan Feng was not an ordinary person.

"I'm here to exchange money. Will you accept jewelry?"

"Of course I will, but I need someone to inspect the goods."

"Are you worried that my stuff is fake?"

"Don't get me wrong, sir. It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that the rules of our bank have always been like this."

"It's okay, you check it." Yuan Feng casually threw the package containing jewelry on the counter.

He was confident about the authenticity of these jewels. After all, that old madman was a little crazy, but he was very knowledgeable when he wrote down his experiences. With his knowledge, he could not be hiding fakes.

"Sir, please wait a moment. I will find someone right away. It will be quick." After greeting politely, Shopkeeper Yin asked a waiter to pour tea for Yuan Feng, and then went out to find someone.

Yuan Feng took a sip of tea and it tasted sweet.

"Good tea."

He had never drunk tea before, but that didn't stop him from telling that the tea was expensive after just one sip.

This is what we call service. The money houses really know how to do things.

It’s not like that crappy Jinbao Pavilion, the service is terrible. The guy at the back was attentive, but Yuan Feng still felt uncomfortable.

After finishing a pot of tea, Shopkeeper Yin just came back, bringing with him an old man in a brocade robe, holding a folding fan.

"Mr. Qian, this is what this guest brought. Please take a look."

"By the way." Old Qian walked to the package and bowed to Yuan Feng, "I'll open it."

It can be seen that this Mr. Qian is very well-behaved.

"Please." Yuan Feng also responded politely.

As soon as the package was opened, Mr. Qian's eyes lit up.

After looking at a few, Mr. Qian put the things down, rewrapped the package, and restored it to its original state.

"How is it, Mr. Qian?" asked Manager Yin anxiously.

“Things are good to open doors.”

"Open the door?" Yuan Feng was confused. What door should he open?

"Sir, this is jargon, meaning that these things of yours are real." Shopkeeper Yin explained quickly.

It’s good that it’s true, Yuan Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then take a look at how much money these can be exchanged for, right?"

"Mr. Qian, you are an expert in this area. Please give me some advice on how much it is worth." Shopkeeper Yin did not answer, but turned to ask for Mr. Qian's opinion.

"It's easy to calculate how much it's worth. Before that, there's a small matter I want to discuss with Shopkeeper Yin."

"Chat..." Shopkeeper Yin understood, "Mr. Qian, let's go to the inner room to chat. Sir, excuse me, please have some more tea."

After asking the waiter to come over and make tea, Manager Yin took Mr. Qian into the inner room.

Just as the waiter was about to pour tea, Yuan Feng stopped him.

"No, I don't want to drink now."

I just drank a pot of wine and it made me feel like peeing. If I drink more, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold it.

Back room.

As soon as the door was closed, Mr. Qian opened the folding fan in his hand, on which were painted strange golden symbols.

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Yin's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that what Mr. Qian held in his hand was not an ordinary fan, but a magical treasure with soundproofing function.

There must be something fishy about those jewels to make Mr. Qian treat them like this.

Even with the soundproof magic treasure as his shield, Qian Lao still lowered his voice as much as possible: "Old friend, those things are not clean."

"What do you mean?" Shopkeeper Yin frowned.

"Have you heard about the tragic case of the Dongshan Li family being exterminated a few days ago?"

"How could I not have heard of it? There were dozens of people, not even a child was left behind. It was so cruel. The murderer was beheaded just last month. I went to see it."

Mr. Qian shook his head and said, "I'm only telling this to you, my old friend. Please don't spread it."

"You go ahead." Shopkeeper Yin listened attentively.

"The murderer is still at large."

"The one who was beheaded?"

"Old friend, you are also a smart man. The murderer has not been found yet. Who was beheaded? Do I need to say more?"

"Oh... and what does this have to do with jewelry?"

"It's a big deal. Those jewels were the things that were looted after the Dongshan Li family was wiped out."

"That whole bag?"

"Part of it is, it's a bigger problem isn't it?"

“It’s definitely bigger.”

Shopkeeper Yin nodded.

Only part of it is true, which means that the murderer committed crimes not only against the Dongshan Li family.

"Now there are only two options for you, old friend. First, accept those things and pretend that you know nothing. They are real things anyway and can be sold for a lot of money. I have some connections here and can help you with some of them."

"Mr. Qian, please don't joke with me. I am running a serious business and I can't live a peaceful life. What if something unexpected happens?"

"Then you only have the second option, report to the police."

"But..." Shopkeeper Yin hesitated, "Just because the things are not clean, can you say that the person outside is the murderer?"

"Whether it is true or not, what does it have to do with you and me? Investigating a case is the job of the government. Since you don't want to take it and you are already connected to the case, you can only report it to the police. Otherwise, when something happens, the government will punish you for not reporting it. Not only will you lose your shop, but you will also lose your life."

"Then let's listen to Mr. Qian. You have connections in the government, and we hope you can go there in person." Shopkeeper Yin fumbled around and presented a large ingot of silver.

"Look at you, we are old friends, but you are still taking money. How polite." Although he was polite, Qian Lao still put the money into his pocket and said, "Wait a minute, find an excuse to hold the man outside. I will go out and report to the police."

"All is up to Mr. Qian's arrangements."

After the two finished their discussion, they faced Yuan Feng again with professional fake smiles.

Yuan Feng was getting bored waiting outside and was a little annoyed: "Have you guys agreed on how much it's worth?"

"Sir, I'm sorry for what I said just now. These things of yours are quite complicated and require special tools to measure. Coincidentally, we don't have them in our store." Old Qian said with a fake smile.

"No? Then take it quickly." Yuan Feng had a pee in his stomach, but he couldn't hold it in for long.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be back soon." Mr. Qian was overjoyed. Things went better than he expected.

"Sir, please sit for a while. I will make you some tea myself. This tea is of the best quality..."

"No need. Do you have a toilet here? I'll go for a while." Yuan Feng interrupted him directly. As expected, it was really hard to hold urine.

Shopkeeper Yin was stunned for a moment: "It's in the backyard."