A 50-year-old man is reborn and becomes a complete slacker, leaving his scumbag children completely

It seems that in my previous life, quite a few explosive news stories broke out at this very exchange meeting, causing quite a stir throughout Hangzhou.

Some people are lucky enough to buy valuable antiques, while others are unlucky and lose everything in one wrong move.

If I were to attend this exchange meeting, I would definitely gain a lot.

Hu Dahai was secretly delighted: This was truly a godsend! He was short of money right now, and if he really had a large sum of money, he could quickly expand the scale of his off-season vegetable business and try to make a fortune when the weather really turned cold.

"Sure, I'll come find you tonight." Hu Dahai readily agreed, thinking it a waste not to pick up money when it's available.

In Hangzhou, on the square next to the bus station, huge tents have been erected on the formerly abandoned open space. At the center of the square, there is an open-air platform with rows of exquisite chairs in front of it. Clearly, this place is specifically for auctions.

Hu Dahai followed ** and Zhang Zhaoxing to the entrance of the exchange meeting. The entire square was bustling with people.

"How about we take a look around first? The auction doesn't start until 8 PM," ** suggested.

Hu Dahai and the other two had no objections, and the three of them strolled around the exchange meeting venue.

The outer ring mainly sells ordinary items, such as clothes, snacks, and small eats.

Once inside, you see some stalls that are strictly managed. The items sold there also start to become increasingly expensive.

However, many things here are a mix of truth and falsehood.

If you're not careful, you might end up buying counterfeit or fake products.

"These old items are quite nice." Just as the group was strolling around, Zhang Zhaoxing suddenly noticed an antique stall in front of him and walked over with interest.

This stall sells a lot of ancient and modern silver dollars and commemorative coins, which Zhang Zhaoxing is particularly interested in.

He looked at one after another, and finally his gaze settled on two silver coins, one of which was a Yuan Shikai portrait flying dragon commemorative coin, and the other was a Gansu silver dollar with added characters.

Hu Dahai and I went over to take a look.

"Zhaoxing, do you want to buy this silver coin?" he joked.

Two silver coins: the Yuan Shikai portrait flying dragon commemorative coin is priced at 3000 yuan, while the one with the Gansu inscription is priced at 7000 yuan.

This price is really not cheap, especially considering that this was in the 1980s when everyone's monthly salary was only a few dozen yuan.

"Hehe, these two look good, but they're a bit expensive." Zhang Zhaoxing rubbed his hands together, examining the two coins from all angles.

He quietly analyzed the color, weight, pattern, and other aspects carefully, appearing very professional.

After analyzing the situation, he couldn't resist the urge to buy it himself.

"Boss, can you give me a discount on these two silver coins?" Zhang Zhaoxing called the shopkeeper over and asked him.

The shop owner looked up at Zhang Zhaoxing and his group, then shook his head: "This is already a low price; there's no way to get a discount."

Zhang Zhaoxing negotiated the price with the boss several more times, but the boss still refused to agree.

Just as Zhang Zhaoxing was about to take out his wallet to buy the two silver coins, Hu Dahai finally remembered something.

In my memories of my previous life, there was a news article that dedicated a special section to these two silver coins, with the headline: "Regrettably, the value of these rare silver coins has been greatly reduced."

Hu Dahai was also fooled by the clickbait title. It turned out that at the exchange meeting, a well-known collector had snagged two silver coins at a bargain price, and after careful verification, he confirmed that they were definitely genuine.

Some people believed the collector and bought two more silver coins from him at a high price.

Before he could even take it home, someone accidentally bumped into it. The silver coin fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

It was this crisp sound that caught the attention of another expert in antique appraisal. He immediately determined from the sound that the two silver coins were defective and had been pieced together.

The collector didn't believe it, and the two got into an argument, attracting a lot of onlookers.

Finally, they took the silver coin to a professional machine and had it scanned.

Sure enough, the appraisal master's ears were incredibly sharp; both silver coins really did have a crack.

A silver coin with a crack is worthless; it has no collectible value and isn't even worth the price of buying it.

The stall and the silver coins in the newspaper picture were exactly the same two silver coins in Zhang Zhaoxing's hand.

Since there was a problem, Hu Dahai naturally had to remind Zhang Zhaoxing not to buy it, otherwise he would lose everything.

But before Hu Dahai could say anything...

Suddenly, another arrogant voice came from beside them: "How much are these two silver coins? I'll take them at the original price."

Zhang Zhaoxing and the others immediately turned around and saw a young man with a slicked-back hairstyle, wearing the most fashionable suit of the time, and a pair of leather shoes as black and shiny as his hair.

Upon seeing the young man, ** immediately recognized him. He lowered his voice and whispered to Hu Dahai and Zhang Zhaoxing, "This is Li Hongyan, the son of Li Ruochun, the Hong Kong businessman who recently came to Hangzhou."

Upon hearing that he was Li Ruochun's son, Hu Dahai's heart skipped a beat. It was as if this Li Ruochun was related to him, Hu Dahai.

However, he didn't know what his relationship with this person was.

No matter what, because of Lu Wenlong, Hu Dahai still didn't have a good impression of Li Ruochun's family. He even hoped that they would suffer some losses.

Li Hongyan, sitting opposite him, knew they were definitely talking about his identity. He smoothed his slicked-back hair and said, "Since you think it's too expensive, I'll buy it. I can give these two silver coins away as gifts. I also want to thank you for helping me pick out these two fine coins from so many worthless ones, saving me the trouble of looking at them one by one."

He then said to the shopkeeper, "Wrap up these two silver coins for me."

Although Zhang Zhaoxing knew that Li Ruochun had some strength, he was still unwilling to give up the two silver coins in front of him.

Zhang Zhaoxing felt insulted by Li Hongyan's words, especially. What did she mean by saying she had picked them out for him so he wouldn't have to look at them one by one?

Even if Li Ruochun himself were here, Zhang Zhaoxing would still fight for his honor, let alone just being Li Ruochun's son.

So, as if in a fit of pique, he said to the shopkeeper, "I saw these two silver coins first. Eight thousand it is, I'll take them."

"I'll offer 8,100." Zhang Zhaoxing had barely finished speaking when Li Hongyan chimed in, before the shop owner could even say anything.

"Young Master," a butler-like man beside him reminded Li Hongyan, "Don't act impulsively. You can't squander money like this."

However, Li Hongyan waved his hand dismissively and said, "You don't understand. I learned about these silver coins from a collector before. These two are guaranteed to be genuine. They have considerable value whether given as gifts or kept at home."

When the shopkeeper saw that someone had offered a higher price, he immediately looked at Zhang Zhaoxing questioningly, his expression as if to say, "Look, someone has already offered a higher price. Why don't you offer an even higher one?"

They looked like they wanted to turn this place into a mini auction house.

Seeing his boss's expression and then turning around to see Li Hongyan's nonchalant and mocking expression, Zhang Zhaoxing felt a bit resentful.

Just as he was about to raise the price, Hu Dahai, who was standing next to him, pulled him back.

Hu Dahai leaned close to Zhang Zhaoxing's ear and whispered, "Listen to me, give him these two silver coins. They look real, but there's something wrong with them."

Zhang Zhaoxing was taken aback upon hearing this.

He looked at the two silver coins on the counter again with an incredulous expression.

He just touched, looked at, and examined both silver coins; there's nothing wrong with them.