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It was a small stall in the corner. There were some modern handicrafts and some old items on the stall, but most of them were hand-made old items. Not high.

What attracted Jiang Feng's attention was a piece of scrap iron placed at the corner of the stall. The scrap iron was next to the stall owner's feet. It was used to hold down the cloth spread on the ground so that it would not be blown away by the wind.

The piece of scrap iron was about two meters long and the width of a palm. It looked like an ancient sword, but it didn't look like it, because the scrap iron was too long and too wide to meet the ancient sword skills, and it was covered with There are rust spots, as if it is about to rust through, and the shape is strange and ugly.

Jiang Feng glanced at it for the first time just now, and vaguely felt an invisible sword intent coming towards him, and his heart trembled slightly, which attracted his attention. At this time, he looked carefully and felt it with his heart, but he couldn't feel it. A little curious.

He walked over directly, squatted down and took a look, and asked, "Boss, can this thing be used?"

The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a wretched appearance, but his eyes are full of shrewdness. Hearing this, he chuckled and praised: "Young people have discernment, and they immediately fell in love with my treasure, but this sword is My family heirloom, you must be careful."

Jiang Feng smiled faintly. He had heard all the conversations between the middle-aged man and the other guests just now, so he would not believe his nonsense, so he took the piece of scrap iron in his hand.

It was quite heavy to buy, and Jiang Feng felt that it was slightly heavier than pure iron. Because this piece of scrap iron was covered with rust and was severely corroded, the weight must be discounted. Logically speaking, the weight should be slightly lighter. At this time, there was an abnormality, but after careful observation, there was no other discovery.

Frowning slightly, Jiang Feng almost thought that he had hallucinations just now, weighed it a few times, but still found nothing, so he asked, "How to sell?"

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Feng, and then at Ma Lianhao. Jiang Feng was wearing Armani casual clothes. He couldn't recognize the brand of Ma Lianhao's clothes, but he knew they were very expensive at a glance. He knew it was a big fish, and his eyes flickered After a while, he said with a smile: "Young man, I think you have an extraordinary bearing, and you look like a big shot with a background. How about this, I will give you a cheaper price, and treat it as a friend. In the future, you must take care of my small business."

Ma Lianhao laughed, he was not good at messing around, but he was a ghost, and said immediately: "Stop talking nonsense, how much is it?"

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands, showed his yellow teeth and said, "One hundred thousand."

"Damn it, a piece of scrap iron sells for [-] yuan, you are stealing money." Ma Lianhao was unhappy, how could he not see that the middle-aged man was watching people drug him, and this guy took him and Jiang Feng as a victim.It is true that he has a lot of money, but that money is not blown by the wind.

The middle-aged man said dissatisfied: "My friend, what are you talking about? This sword is my treasure. It is an old family item, and a few of them have a history of thousands of years. It is already vomiting blood for 10 yuan. , if my old father finds out that I sell so cheaply, he will definitely vomit blood in anger and call me an unfilial son."

"Five hundred." Jiang Feng said.

The middle-aged man's complexion changed, and he said with a mournful face: "My friend, you are too cruel. In this way, for the sake of being a good person, I can make it cheaper, [-] yuan, or even less."

"Eight hundred." Jiang Feng said calmly.

He doesn't understand antiques, but he understands people's hearts, and he knows that [-] is definitely not the boss's psychological price.

"No, sixty thousand." The middle-aged man jumped anxiously.

"One thousand, that's the price. If it doesn't work, forget it." Jiang Feng put down the scrap iron and said lightly.

"fifty thousand."

"one thousand."

……

After some haggling, the deal was finally settled at 2000 yuan. The middle-aged man looked heartbroken as if his father had died, but he was actually happy in his heart.

This piece of scrap iron was taken back from the waste recycling station for ten yuan by chance. After studying it for a long time, he found no difference, so he just put it on the street stall for sale, and no one cared about it dozens of times. This time, when they met Jiang Feng and Ma Lianhao, they naturally wanted to slaughter them viciously.

Jiang Feng was also ruthless enough to cut directly from [-] to [-], but even so, the middle-aged man was very happy. The profit of [-] times was faster than stealing money.

Jiang Feng wrapped the scrap iron with a few scrap newspapers, held it in his hands and left with Ma Lianhao, Ma Lianhao winked: "Young master, when did you actually bargain?"

When Jiang Feng was shopping, no matter what he bought, he always only bought the expensive ones and not the right ones. He was very clear about this, and he was also worried that Jiang Feng would be slaughtered by the stall owner, so he would help him. Knowing that Jiang Feng is more ruthless than him.

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Spending 2000 yuan to buy a piece of scrap iron, what's there to be happy about?"

"Isn't it a baby?" Ma Lianhao asked in surprise.

"I didn't say yes," Jiang Feng said.

"—"

Back at the villa, Jiang Feng studied the piece of scrap iron that looked like a sword but not a sword, but still found nothing, so he simply threw it aside and picked up a book from the study to read it.

Jiang Dai'er came in from the outside with a bowl of bird's nest and white fungus soup. Seeing Jiang Feng grinning, she blinked mischievously and said, "Brother, you went out just now, didn't you?"

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Go out and look around casually, is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, but school will start in two days, brother, don't go out to play anymore, you are still in confinement, if grandpa finds out that you have gone out, you will be very angry." Jiang Dai'er persuaded road.

She also knew that Jiang Feng was rebellious, and it was difficult to listen to other people's words, but no matter whether Jiang Feng was good or bad, he was her biological brother after all.

Jiang Feng picked up the soup and drank it, then nodded dispensably.

In the past few days, he has read almost all the useful books in the study room, and he will never read the useless books. Yenching University is one of the top institutions of higher learning in China, and the library has a large collection of books. can meet his needs.As for things like studying hard and making progress every day, it is naturally impossible to do.

Seeing Jiang Feng nodding, Jiang Daier's eyes lit up, and she said, "Then it's settled, we'll go to school together then."

Jiang Dai'er is currently in her sophomore year of high school and is studying at the High School Attached to Yenching University. Jiang Feng is in her sophomore year and is on the same path. In the family, apart from Jiang Hao and Jiang Ping, who are already working and working in some key departments of the family, there are other people who study , but there is no intersection between each other.

While talking, Jiang Dai'er saw the piece of scrap iron at a glance, stared blankly, held it in her hand and asked, "Brother, what is this? Is it a sword? It doesn't seem to be, why is it so weird in shape."

Her body was weak and she had no strength in her hands. She couldn't hold it firmly for a while, and the scrap iron slipped out of her hands, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Jiang Daier was startled, and hurriedly took a step back. Jiang Feng heard the voice, and when he looked at it, his eyes changed. After the scrap metal fell from Jiang Daier's hand, it actually penetrated the ground directly Inserted straight into the ground.

After sending Jiang Dai'er away, Jiang Feng picked up the scrap iron and began to study again. With a sharp wave of his hand, he slashed at the corner of the table with a sword. With a slight click, the corner of the table was cut off directly.The fracture is smooth and round without any burrs.Then he went to the kitchen to get a knife for cutting steak, and chopped it hard on the scrap iron, and the knife snapped.

"Strange." Jiang Feng muttered to himself, grabbed the kitchen knife next to him, and slashed at it again.

With a crisp sound of "bang", the kitchen knife left a deep gap, and the rust on the scrap iron was also shaken off a lot. Without any hesitation, Jiang Feng picked up the kitchen knife and tapped on the scrap iron fight.

After using three kitchen knives in a row, a lot of the rust on the scrap iron was finally cleaned up. The length also changed from about 1.8 meters to [-] meters, and the width changed slightly, but the rust was still serious. .

Seeing this scene, Jiang Feng didn't dare to mess around anymore. This piece of scrap iron was weird, but he still didn't know where the weirdness was. It's better not to move around, just find a place to put it away.

After dark, Jiang Feng changed his clothes and went out for a trip. He came back an hour later with a few more bags on his body. The bags contained some medicinal materials he bought from different pharmacies, which cost about 100 million yuan.

Back in the room, Jiang Feng opened the bag, and saw that his hands were moving quickly, and in a dizzying way, he quickly sorted the medicinal materials into categories and arranged them according to the dosage he wanted. Some were taken internally, some were used externally. It's a lot, but it's only used for a week, which makes Jiang Feng a little helpless. It seems that even if the old man lifts the economic blockade against him in the future, the money will still be far from enough.

After the servants fell asleep, Jiang Feng went to the kitchen and started decocting the medicine with the two medicine jars he just bought, one big and one small. The medicine in the small jar is for internal use to nourish internal organs and nourish Qi, and the medicine in the big jar is for external use. , used to quench the body.

Three full hours later, Jiang Feng carefully poured the black and thick medicine in the small jar into a bowl, swallowed it while it was hot, lifted the big jar into the bathroom, poured all the medicine inside into the bathtub, Turn the water temperature to the highest again and fill the bathtub with water.

Then, he took off his clothes and sat in the bathtub. The skin of his body was burned by the hot air, and immediately turned red and hot. Jiang Feng took a deep breath and practiced according to the body training formula.

He kept making various handprints with his hands, and then hit his body one by one. With each handprint on his body, the color of the red skin that was scalded on his body would become slightly normal.

With hundreds of handprints on his body, the skin on his body completely turned into a normal color.

After hundreds of handprints were printed, Jiang Feng's state of mind slowly became silent and sublimated. The whole person fell into a state of tranquility, with a peaceful expression on his face, and entered the realm of forgetting himself...