Antique shop, Shi Ning followed Zhongli, looking curiously at the shops and stalls on both sides of the street. The items there were all exquisite and beautiful, with a unique historical charm.

"Wow, this sword is so cool." Shi Ning went to a stall and looked at the big sword in the middle, sighing.

"Oh, you have good taste, little girl. This sword was a personal item of the emperor four hundred years ago. It was supposed to be buried with him in the imperial mausoleum, but somehow it was lost overseas and ended up in the hands of my ancestors."

"This sword is like a family heirloom. If my kid wasn't sick and in urgent need of money, I really wouldn't be willing to take it out."

"What do you think, little girl? If you want it, just take this amount." The boss in a long gown opened five fingers to Shi Ning.

"This is... fifty thousand?"

The boss shook his head and said in a strong voice, "Five hundred thousand."

Zhongli walked slowly from the back: "Judging from the texture and color of this iron, it must have been cast a hundred years ago. Boss, did you make it look old?"

"Okay, you said a hundred years but it turned into four hundred years, and the emperor is riding a sword." Shi Ning curled his lips, stood up and clapped his hands.

"Hey...if five hundred thousand isn't enough, I can sell it to you for fifty thousand. Do you think it's too expensive? Five thousand, how about five thousand?"

Shi Ning paused and tugged at Zhongli's sleeve: "Zhongli, is his son really sick?"

Zhongli closed his eyes. As the Rock Demon, Zhongli had a very keen sense of the rock element. As long as he stood on the ground, the land would become his eyes. Even if he was in the sky, his own rich elemental power would make him the ruler.

It is most appropriate to use this ability to explore.

After a few seconds, Zhongli opened his eyes: "No."

"Then I feel relieved." Shi Ning muttered and continued to walk forward.

The more Ning walked around this antique street, the more interested she became. The various strange and wonderful things inside dazzled her. With the presence of Zhongli, a humanoid detector, by her side, it was particularly easy for her to distinguish the authenticity of these antiques.

After just a quick walk around, Shi Ning discovered that although Zhongli had given many items high praise, their craftsmanship far surpassed ordinary items and they were full of creativity, but basically none of them cost more than two hundred yuan.

These are not real antiques. Some of them have even been aged to conceal their authenticity. So at first glance they appear to be old antiques, but in fact they are nearly a hundred years old.

However, there are also many teacups worth seeing. They are exquisitely and compactly shaped, the kind that people can't help but admire when placed in the house.

"Which kind of teapot should we buy?" Shi Ning, who suffered from decision-making phobia, squatted in front of an emerald-colored teacup, looking a little worried.

After shopping for such a long time, Shi Ning felt that she was a little addicted. To put it simply, she wanted to buy all the teacups and collect them.

Fortunately, her funds did not allow her to do so.

Zhongli followed Shi Ning from the street to the end of the alley. After his eyes wandered around the street, they fixed on a store.

Shi Ning followed Zhong Li's line of sight and tugged at his sleeve with understanding: "Let's go, let's go and take a look."

Because there were basically no people in the antique shop, and this business is the kind that only makes a living when it's open for a year, so there was only one clerk in the store lying on the counter playing with his cell phone.

As soon as the clerk saw someone coming into the store, he hurried over to greet them: "Hello, sir or madam, what antiques would you like to see today?"

People who work in this kind of store basically come into contact with upper-class people, whose unique temperament the store clerks can recognize at a glance and quickly classify them.

The calm and steady aura, the upright posture, and the exquisite and delicate workmanship make it obvious that the clothes are handmade. Although this man has restrained his extremely oppressive aura, anyone with a sharp eye can tell at a glance that he is a person who has been in a high position for many years.

And this girl should be more careful to be able to be with such a man.

"We have many different antiques here, or if you have any needs, I will try my best to help you."

"A set of Jian kiln rabbit-hair teacups."

Zhongli nodded slightly and said the name of a tea that Shi Ning had never heard of.

The clerk was stunned. She said with some embarrassment: "Sir, this teacup is the treasure of our store. It is much more expensive. Are you sure you want it?"

Zhongli nodded and calmly walked to the seat next to him: "You can go ask the boss."

"Okay sir, please wait a moment." The clerk bowed to Zhongli, then turned and walked behind the counter to call the boss.

After explaining the whole story, the boss walked out from the back of the store and immediately saw Shi Ning, who was idly observing the shareholders on the shelf, and Zhongli, who was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed.

"Sir, is it the set of Jian kiln rabbit-hair tea cups you want?" The boss bowed his waist and kept his posture very humble in front of this distinguished guest with a powerful aura.

"It's me." Zhongli nodded.

"Can you exchange it for a different teacup? That set is the treasure of our store. How about exchanging it for a set of white jade covered bowls with eight auspicious patterns and a jasper stand?"

Zhongli raised his eyes. It was clearly the boss who was looking down at him, yet he had an urge to bend down, crawl on the ground, and kneel before him.

Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a moment, but it was enough to make the boss break out in a cold sweat.

You can't mess with this guy, absolutely you can't mess with him.

The boss, who had directly felt Zhongli's pressure, wiped the cold sweat from his head and directly asked the clerk to bring out the Jian kiln rabbit-hair tea cup that Zhongli wanted.

A set of tea cups with glossy glaze and exquisite shapes were placed in an exquisite box.

"Boss, look, this is the Jian kiln rabbit hair teacup you wanted. This set of teacups costs 600 million in total. Do you think this price is appropriate?"

The boss was a little nervous. He had spent 483 million to buy this set of tea cups, and now he was selling it to Zhongli for 600 million because he had to calculate the maintenance cost of the tea cups. Also, even though Zhongli was a big shot whom he could not afford to offend, he was a small business and still had to eat.

Zhongli was aware of his boss's intentions. He knew that if he had to lower the price, he could only lower it to one million, which was the lowest price the boss could accept.

But why bargain? This set of teacups is top-notch among its kind, not to mention the exquisite workmanship and shape. Zhongli never buys things based on price, but on whether they are worth it.

As long as this thing is worth Zhongli's attention, he can accept it even if it is a sky-high price, and then move it out of the Hall of Rebirth or the Northland Bank without batting an eyelid.

"Swipe this card." Zhongli took out a card that Hutao gave him before they left, and said it in a very calm manner, watching them transfer six million from the card.

Afterwards, the two became VIPs of the store and got on a special car sent by the store with a huge sum of six million yuan.

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