My backyard leads to the underworld. I became famous by selling goods.

The man was at least 1.85 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. His figure looked even more perfect than a carefully carved sculpture, and his every move exuded an extraordinary noble temperament.

However, the man acted very pretentiously, even wearing black-framed sunglasses in the house, covering most of his face.

From the aura emanating from the man's delicate jawline, Song Mian could sense that he must be quite handsome.

It’s a pity that men’s quality is also low.

"Your crappy shop is nothing compared to our Quan family! If it weren't for my sister working here before she was adopted and said your shop has good service, I wouldn't have chosen yours!

So what kind of service is this? I just asked you to find a wild ginseng that's about 30 years old, and you can't even find it?"

Su Kun hadn't noticed Song Mian yet, his attention completely focused on this man: "Mr. Quan, I'm really sorry that I couldn't satisfy you. But when you came, I told you that the time you gave you was too short, and we really couldn't find the right ginseng for you..."

"Then who knows if you still can't find the things after collecting the deposit?" Quan Zeyu interrupted Su Kun impatiently before he finished speaking.

Su Kun heard this and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. "I'm so sorry! How about this? I'm willing to pay you 50,000 yuan in compensation. Is that okay?"

"Fifty thousand? Haha, do you think our Quan family can't afford this fifty thousand?" Quan Zeyu said arrogantly, "If you want to pay, you have to pay me thirty times the liquidated damages, a total of nine million. Otherwise, I won't let you go!"

Su Kun was in great trouble!

He knew that Quan Zeyu didn't need the nine million, but just wanted to humiliate him in this way.

But he couldn't afford to offend the Quan family.

Just when Su Kun was at a loss, a sweet and pleasant voice sounded from the side.

"Uncle police, did you hear that? That's right, there is a man named Quan in Su's Antique Shop who is blackmailing the owner of the shop for up to 9 million yuan. Please send a team to investigate immediately. Thank you." Song Mian put down his phone, waved to Su Kun and said.

"Mr. Su, don't worry. I've already called the police for you. I won't let this blackmailer get away with anything!"

"Where did you come from, you lunatic? You provoke me, do you know who I am?" Quan Zeyu looked at Song Mian with disdain.

"Why, didn't your parents give you a name when they gave birth to you? So now you don't even know who you are?" Song Mian tilted his head and asked innocently.

"Are you crazy? How dare you talk to me like that!"

"You are the crazy one. Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that?" Song Mian raised his chin and asked arrogantly.

It was the first time that Quan Zeyu saw someone dare to challenge him.

Especially the girl in front of him looked really pretty and somewhat familiar.

"Who are you?" Quan Zeyu asked cautiously.

"Haha, it's too late to be afraid now. I am the successor of socialism!" Song Mian became more and more proud as he spoke, and raised his eyebrows at Quan Zeyu.

Quan Zeyu, who had been cautious at first, immediately exploded: "How dare you play tricks on me?"

"Am I wrong? We are all successors to socialism. This is our pride. How dare you deny me? It seems that you are not only a blackmailer, but also an antisocial invisible criminal!"

"What a psychopath!" Quan Zeyu sneered, "What a shabby little shop with a small door and a small family. They can't find wild ginseng, but they have a lot of psychopaths."

"Mr. Quan, it is true that our store did not satisfy you in this transaction, so it doesn't matter how you criticize us. But Miss Song is our VIP customer. If you humiliate her in our store, we will have to block you." Su Kun said seriously.

Quan Zeyu didn't expect that Su Kun, who had been humble to him all this time, would suddenly shout, "Are you going to offend me for her?"

"Yes, from now on, our store will no longer conduct any business with you. If you really want to pursue the last incident, please call the police." Su Kun said as he walked towards Song Mian.

By the time Su Kun came to stand in front of Song Mian, he had already put on a smile: "Miss Song Mian, I'm so sorry to bother you for helping me."

"It's okay. We're all in business, and it's hard to avoid some unreasonable customers. You can just treat them like a fart. At most, there'll be a bad smell when they talk, but it won't affect us in any other way."

"You are right." Su Kun agreed very much.

Seeing the two of them singing the same tune, Quan Zeyu was furious: "Su Kun, I'm only willing to help your shabby shop for my sister's sake. Now block me and don't beg me to buy your stuff!"

If it weren't for the fact that his sister needed very precious medicinal herbs to prolong her life, he wouldn't have come here specifically to buy wild ginseng.

Wild ginseng cannot be bought in other stores, otherwise Kwon Zeyu would not be so anxious and would take his anger out on Su Kun.

Su Kun seemed not to have heard Quan Zeyu's words. This time he simply chose to ignore Quan Zeyu and asked Song Mian with a smile: "Miss Song, what good things did you bring me this time?"

"It's nothing, just a hundred-year-old wild ginseng." Song Mian smiled slightly and opened the box he brought with him.

Suddenly, a fresh hundred-year-old wild ginseng, still stained with a little dirt, appeared in front of Su Kun.

Su Kun looked at the dense tentacles of the wild ginseng and trembled slightly with excitement. "This is indeed a hundred-year-old wild ginseng. This is a good thing! And I think it should be more than a hundred years old, but at least one hundred and twenty years old!"

"Really? I don't quite understand this. Anyway, whether it's based on a hundred years or a hundred and twenty years, Boss Su, just give me a price." Song Mian casually stuffed the wild ginseng into Su Kun's arms.

Su Kun quickly took over and said, "Miss Song, there's a huge difference in price between a hundred years and a hundred and twenty years. My preliminary estimate is that your wild ginseng is worth at least ten million. How about this? Leave it with me first, and I'll find a good buyer for you and try to sell it for a higher price!"

Before Song Mian had time to agree to Su Kun, he heard Quan Zeyu's impatient voice.

"In that case, sell it to me!" Quan Zeyu came over excitedly, his eyes completely glued to the wild ginseng, "Good stuff, really good stuff!"

"Do you like it? Do you like it? Do you want it?" Song Mian asked three questions in a row, and then smiled slightly under Quan Zeyu's excited gaze, "Unfortunately, you have been blacklisted by Mr. Su's store. I can't sell this thing to you."

"Su Kun, I won't bother with you about what happened before, but you have to sell me this wild ginseng!"

Su Kun's eyes almost rolled up to the sky: "I won't sell it."

Quan Zeyu's face turned blue with anger. He pointed at Song Mian and said, "I'll buy it from you! If you don't go through Su Kun's steps, I'll give you 20 million!"

"Oh, it increased by 10 million in one go? What a pity, my Song family doesn't need this 10 million. You should keep it for yourself. Boss Su, this thing is with you." While speaking, Song Mian waved to Su Kun and left.

"Su Kun, are you sure you want to offend me for a nobody? As long as you quietly sell me this wild ginseng for 12 million, I will let go of the previous matter."

"You said Song Mian is a nobody?" Su Kun saw that Quan Zeyu was serious, and for a moment he looked at him with even more disdain: "Mr. Quan, don't you watch the news? Song Mian is not a nobody. She is the most famous person on the Internet right now. Because of the human traffickers and the Little Red Army incident, she has become famous all over China. How could you not know her?"

When Quan Zeyu was puzzled, he received a call from his sister.

"Yanyan."

Quan Yanyan on the other end of the phone was overjoyed: "Third brother, I finally found out the location of Master Song Mian's shop from Chief Ling! Chief Ling repeatedly told us to bring generous gifts and ask Master Song to help us find my sister's soul. Come back and pick me up, and let's go buy a gift for Master Song together... Third brother, why are you ignoring me?"

Quan Zeyu's face turned pale instantly. He didn't care about Su Kun and rushed out of the pawnshop like crazy to chase Song Mian.