Reborn back to the day I descended the mountain, Miss Ji, I will take responsibility for you!

The next morning, Ye Chen greeted Ji Ruoyu.

So he drove alone to the antique and collectible street in the south of the city.

The entire street is lined with shops selling antiques, calligraphy and paintings, as well as jade and emeralds.

However, some are genuine and some are fake; whether you're fooled or not depends on your own skill.

Every year, there are always one or two news stories about finding a bargain on this street.

The truth of this news is, of course, for the innocent to prove themselves.

However, this does not hinder his fame. Both tourists and locals like to come and stroll around when they have nothing to do.

This is also a common mentality among people in China: maybe they will be the next lucky one.

Of course, the most famous of these is Cui Bao Xuan.

It is said that the owner's family has inherited the jade carving skills, and in the past, his family lost their lives in order to protect national treasures.

Later, after the founding of the country, he was given a plaque in recognition of his meritorious service. With this plaque and his exquisite craftsmanship, he was truly honored.

Over time, the family naturally prospered and is now the first one on the street.

Besides storefronts like Cui Bao Xuan, there are many stalls with various items scattered around.

They don't hawk their wares; they just sit there and only start introducing themselves when customers come in.

However, whether their words are true or false is a matter of opinion.

Ye Chen strolled around, looking at the goods on both sides of the stall.

Antiques, after being weathered by time, will inevitably bear the marks of time.

Moreover, Ye Chen possesses a mental perception comparable to X-ray vision.

In addition, he has an extremely strong ability to appraise treasures, and he can tell at a glance whether something is real or fake.

After walking about thirty meters, I realized that 99% of the items in the stalls on both sides were fake.

The only genuine items were some worthless ancient coins.

Ye Chen shook his head, lamenting the decline of morality. He recalled that the old rule in the antique world was to treat items as half-genuine and half-fake.

It means that the items on the stall are half real and half fake.

If you buy a fake item from a stall, you're only fooling yourself and can't blame anyone else.

Now it's nine parts fake and one part real, no wonder nobody looks at the things on these stalls.

Just as Ye Chen was strolling around, a sudden exclamation rang out.

Then came a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

Ye Chen looked up and saw a woman standing there, looking somewhat helpless.

The woman wore light smoky eye makeup, and her wavy hair paired with bright red lips was very eye-catching.

In addition, she was wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt, which made his magnificent chest curves even more exaggerated.

He wore tight-fitting jeans that perfectly accentuated his straight and supple legs.

Standing there, it was as if she were embodying the perfect definition of the word "sexy".

Several men around were stealing glances at the woman's figure from time to time, their eyes filled with lust.

Opposite him was a seemingly honest and unassuming man, but at this moment he had a mournful expression on his face.

"This was passed down from my grandmother, back when my great-great-grandmother was a palace maid."

"Because I saved the life of a noble person, I received this pair of Hetian yellow jade bracelets, which have always been family heirlooms."

“If it weren’t for my child being sick and my family needing money urgently, I wouldn’t have put it up for sale.”

"Now that you've smashed it, what do you suggest we do?"

The woman said somewhat flusteredly, "I didn't mean to, and I was the one who handed it to you. You just didn't hold it properly, so how can you blame me!"

The man collapsed to the ground, wailing, "Everyone, please be the judge! This man broke my bracelet and is now slandering me!"

Immediately, a burly man stepped forward and said, "Young lady, how could you do this? You broke someone's things and now you want to renege on your debt!"

When the woman saw people gathering around her, she became even more nervous and didn't know how to defend herself.

Ye Chen looked at the woman and then at the bracelet on the ground, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The reason was that the woman was none other than Ji Ruoyu's best friend, Su Mengyao.

At this point, more and more people gathered around, some there to join in the fun, others with ill intentions.

Seeing this, Su Mengyao didn't want to escalate the situation, and besides, she was indeed in the wrong.

So he said, "How much are these bracelets? I'll compensate you."

Upon hearing this, the honest-looking man glanced at Su Mengyao, a greedy glint in his eyes.

He said, "Three million. These two bracelets of mine are from the Song Dynasty. Three million is already a bargain for you."

Su Mengyao was surprised that a pair of bracelets would cost three million, and immediately frowned.

Seeing Su Mengyao frown, the honest-looking man immediately burst into tears, saying, "My poor child is still in the hospital."

"If I can't raise the medical expenses today, he might not make it through the winter."

At this moment, the burly man who had spoken earlier said, "Miss, since you broke someone's things, you should compensate them."

"Besides, I can tell you're driving a luxury car, so you're not short of money. Moreover, this is about someone's life-saving money."

Upon hearing this, Su Mengyao frowned even more, instinctively sensing that something was amiss.

He said, "I'm willing to pay you back, but only if you take this bracelet to be appraised."

"Prove his worth, and I'll pay you back every penny you owe."

"But if this is fake, I'll pay whatever it's worth."

Upon hearing this, the honest and simple man immediately cried out, "You make it sound so easy! Sending it for testing will take so long, both ways!"

“You can wait, but my child can’t. You have to pay me back today.”

Seeing this, the people around started to criticize Su Mengyao.

“We have our own rules in this antique street. If you break someone’s things, you have to pay for them.”

"At worst, you can pay the money and take the items to be appraised."

"When it's proven that the things are fake, it's not too late for you to come to the old man."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen, who was some distance away, immediately revealed a disdainful smile.

If Su Mengyao loses money today, and he comes back here later, he probably won't get a single hair out of him.

Moreover, this kind of staged accident scam is outdated, but I didn't expect that someone would still use it on this street.

He didn't need to ask to know that Su Mengyao must have stepped forward, taken a liking to the pair of bracelets, and tried them on.

When it was time to return it to the boss, the boss pretended to reach out to take it, but when Su Mengyao let go...

The shopkeeper pretended not to catch it, letting the bracelet fall to the ground, where the ground was paved with bluestone.

The area around the stall had several sharp edges, which were obviously chosen in advance.

If the bracelet is dropped on the ground, it will most likely break, and then the boss can start his performance.

Anyone with even a little knowledge of the intricacies of the trade knows that you can't just hand over a bracelet.

It should be placed on the table or on a plate so that the boss can take it himself; otherwise, it will be difficult to explain if something like this happens.

Seeing the surging crowd, Su Mengyao knew there was a problem, but she could only accept it.

He took out 100,000 yuan from his pocket and said, "I don't have that much. I only have 100,000 yuan on hand. Take it or leave it, or I'll call the police."

Upon hearing the alarm, the man and the burly man exchanged a glance.

The honest man, with an expression of having suffered a loss, said, "Ten thousand it is, consider it a loss on my part. It's enough to cover my child's medical expenses."

As the honest man reached for his bank card, a hand grabbed him.

"Brother, you can sell these two hundred pieces of glass for 100,000, making a 500-fold profit. Even Li Ka-shing would be moved to tears."

Su Mengyao turned her head and saw Ye Chen, and asked in surprise, "Ye Chen, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing Ye Chen's words, Su Mengyao immediately put the bank card back into her wallet and glared angrily at the honest-looking man.

Seeing that the duck he had almost caught had flown away, the honest man immediately scolded, "Boy, what do you mean? This is my family heirloom!"

"It's something from the Song Dynasty palace, what do you mean by two hundred dollars!"

Immediately, someone nearby chimed in, "That's right, this bracelet looks very valuable, how could it be worth only two hundred yuan?"

The burly man from before also spoke up: "Kid, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Ye Chen, however, squatted down, casually picked up a fragment of a bracelet, and held it up to the sun to examine it.

Looking at the patterns visible within, Ye Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.

He said, "This is not Hetian yellow jade at all; it's just ordinary yellow glass."

"Even if you wanted to set a trap, you should at least produce a pair of jade bracelets."

"Trying to fool people with a piece of glass is just too much."