After being forced to travel through time by accident, I became famous in the entertainment industry

Xu Zhao looked in the direction of Qiao Zhijing's finger.

The owner of the stall looked simple, wearing blue knee-length shorts that revealed his lean and black calves, a yellowed white old man's shirt on his upper body, and a white towel hanging around his neck. From time to time, he would wipe the sweat from his forehead with the towel, holding a rice leaf fan in one hand to cool himself down.

The boss was sitting on a small stool. There were not as many things placed on the thin cloth in front of him as in other shops, but each item looked quite exquisite.

However, on this street, the more exquisite the things are, the more they look like fakes.

Xu Zhao was still standing there looking at the things on the ground from afar. Qiao Zhijing beside him couldn't wait to chat with the boss. He was expecting that the boss would tell him a new story this time.

Stall owner: "Sir, you can take a look at my things. If you like them, you can buy one. My prices here are absolutely reasonable."

Qiao Zhijing had heard this kind of thing so many times along the way that his ears were almost callused.

He rubbed his hands together, with an inquiring look on his face, and asked tentatively, "Boss, where do all these things come from?"

[Here we go again. It feels like Brother Qiao is here just to listen to stories today. Does he still remember what his mission is today?]

[Actually, today's task is a gamble. If no one gets the real thing, then it all comes down to who spends the least. As long as Brother Qiao spends the least, he'll win.]

[The person above said you were gambling. What if one of the other five people bought the genuine product? Wouldn't that mean everything would be ruined? So it's better to bet on the genuine product and then win.]

[Five hundred yuan. If Qiao Zhijing buys the real thing, I'll stand on my head and eat shit!]

【Screenshot taken, remember to do what you say. 】

Xu Zhao was originally standing there motionless, when her eyes suddenly caught sight of a white object on the ground. Her eyes widened, and she quickly walked over, just in time to hear the boss introducing something.

The boss started from the beginning, pointing to a snuff bottle, "I dug this from my backyard," and then pointed to the next teacup, "I found this from the well."

Xu Zhao and Qiao Zhijing: "..."

They are all home-made.

What kind of family background does this stall owner have? How can he dig out so many things at home?

Qiao Zhijing was waiting to hear the story, but he only got the story of where these things were dug out, which made him feel a little disappointed.

He still didn't give up, picked up the snuff bottle and asked, "Is there any historical allusion to this snuff bottle? For example, which emperor's favorite snuff bottle it was, or which dynasty it was unique to?"

The boss frowned, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan even more vigorously, and wiped the sweat from his chin with a towel. "This...this is what I dug out from my home. I don't know which dynasty it's from, so how about you tell me more about it?"

Qiao Zhijing: "..."

Well, it seems that the boss really didn’t know. He immediately lost interest and got up to go look at other stores.

"Boss, this jade pendant of yours looks quite unique. Where did you get it from?"

Xu Zhao's words made Qiao Zhijing, who had just stood up, squat down again. He saw Xu Zhao pick up a broken white jade pendant, and the look of reluctance to let it go made him think for a moment that it was a good thing. It was a pity that a corner was missing, otherwise it would be a nice collection.

"This jade pendant," the shopkeeper craned his neck to look at it. A broken corner of the jade pendant left a lasting impression on him. He recalled, "I dug this jade pendant out from under a banyan tree in our yard. I remember it was in a brocade box. My family has lived there for generations, so it must have been passed down from our ancestors."

The boss had just told him that all this stuff was dug out from his home. This really made him curious. Qiao Zhijing looked at the things on the ground and asked, "Boss, your ancestors must have been very rich, otherwise how could they have hidden so many things?"

The boss waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Our ancestors were just farmers. It was the children in the family who dug up something from the backyard while playing, which is why we found these. As for the origin, I am not very clear." The boss kept shaking his head after saying this.

The boss was originally from a small county town next to City A. A few days ago, the child in his family was planting something in the backyard with a shovel. The child was naughty and dug the hole too deep, and dug out a snuff bottle.

It was the one that Qiao Zhijing pointed at at the beginning.

This snuff bottle looked finely crafted, and the pattern inside was in ink painting style. The family didn't know much about it, so they thought it was dug out from their home and must be an old item.

The boss and his family thought that there might be a lot of good things hidden under the house, so they dug for three days, turning the whole house upside down, and finally found all the things on the ground.

I just don't know who hid these things and why they were hidden. Since they were buried under their house, they must be their things.

After some inquiries, I found out there was an antique street in City A, so I immediately brought my things here. Today is only the second day I set up my stall.

However, not many pieces have been sold so far. Now that some people are coming to patronize the store, I hope they can buy a few pieces to take home, even if they are cheap, so that I can at least earn enough money for travel expenses.

Xu Zhao held the jade pendant in his hand, took out the envelope given by the program team, and took out all the money inside, a total of five hundred-yuan bills, and handed it to the boss, "This is all the money I have on me. I like this jade pendant very much. If you are willing to sell it, I will give you all the money."

She was willing to reveal her highest price only because she saw that the boss was honest and did not make up stories to deceive them.

If it were the stall owners mentioned earlier, it would probably take some effort to negotiate, and in the end, they might not even be able to buy it.

Qiao Zhijing, who was standing by, didn't expect Xu Zhao to be so decisive, so she quickly grabbed her hand and pulled it back.

He asked worriedly and puzzledly, "Zhao Zhao, this jade pendant is broken. Even if it's real, it's worthless. It should be intact."

The stall owner, watching this scene, didn't want to take so much money against his conscience, so he tried to persuade him, "This jade pendant was broken when I dug it out, and it must have been broken for a while. Just like what the young man said, five hundred yuan is too much. How about I charge you one hundred yuan and sell you this jade pendant."

The round trip fare for him was only one hundred yuan. If he sold something else, he would make a profit. If he didn't sell anything, at least he had the money for the fare.

What Xu Zhao was holding in her hand was the white jade mandarin duck pendant that Shen Yu had given her on New Year's Eve. On the day she was being hunted, a corner of her jade pendant was indeed broken. Unfortunately, she was escaping in a hurry and had no time to check where the jade pendant was broken.

However, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, because she liked the jade pendant very much, she played with it for a long time. Now that she touched it again, she definitely would not have touched the wrong one.

The pattern on the piece in her hand was exactly the same as the one she had touched before.