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Chapter 7 The Way to Make Money

"Ma San, right? I don't understand. This blue and white porcelain bowl belongs to Uncle Chen, so why did it become yours? Besides, he hasn't agreed to sell it to you yet." Qin Feng had a sneer on his face.

"Little brother... you have to pay attention to first-come-first-serve shopping, isn't it right for you to do so!" Gong Wei spoke first, looking at Qin Feng with a hint of unkindness.

Qin Feng smiled disapprovingly, "I understand this truth, but I also know that you must be honest when doing business. Even if there is a gap in the blue and white porcelain bowl, it will definitely be more than [-]. Let's make a bid. I will offer [-]." , as long as your bid is higher than mine, you can take the blue and white porcelain bowl!"

Hearing that Qin Feng actually wanted to bid, Gong Weixian's face became even more unkind, and he glanced at Ma San.

Hearing the song, Ma San took out a bright dagger from his waist, waved it twice, and threatened Qin Feng with a ferocious face, "Boy, I'll give you a chance to disappear before our eyes immediately, otherwise, don't Blame me for bleeding you!"

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, "What if I say no?"

"Damn! You are courting death!"

Ma San drank coldly, and swung his dagger at Qin Feng.

Seeing this, Qin Feng quickly stared at the other party, and activated the "motion slowing down", and immediately, the other party's movements slowed down.

As soon as he reached out to grab it, he clasped the opponent's wrist holding the dagger and squeezed it hard.

There was a scream, followed by a bang, and the dagger fell to the ground.

"Clap clap clap!"

Qin Feng's other hand was not idle, he slapped Ma San's face several times, then he threw Ma San cleanly with a shake of his arm.

Qin Feng's strength was not small, and he wanted to give Ma San a hard time, so he hit hard. In just an instant, Ma San's face was swollen like a steamed bun.

Ma San belonged to the kind of bullying person. Seeing Qin Feng easily snatching his dagger and slapping him a few times, he couldn't help showing fear in his heart, left a scene and ran away.

But Gong Wei first saw that Ma San, the local snake, had left. He knew that today's business was a mess, so he was unwilling to return the blue and white porcelain bowl to Chen Jianbin, and left in a hurry.

"Xiao Qin, you were too risky just now. Ma San seems to be a local snake here, and you will get revenge. You have to be careful in the future!" At this time, Chen Jianbin came to his senses, but there was still a bit of lingering fear on his face.

Qin Feng said disapprovingly, "Uncle Chen, don't worry, I'm fine with a bastard like Ma San."

"By the way, Uncle Chen, I am willing to spend [-] yuan to buy your bowl, but I only have [-] now. If you don't mind, I will give you the rest of the money within a month. I don't know if you agree or not. ?”

A look of hesitation appeared on Chen Jianbin's face. The hospital already owed [-] yuan. It happened that the salary was paid yesterday, and a little more should be enough to pay the arrears.

"All right!"

Seeing that Chen Jianbin agreed, Qin Feng was very excited and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Chen, I will return the remaining money to you as soon as possible!"

He went to a nearby bank and took out [-] and gave it to Chen Jianbin. Qin Feng took the blue and white porcelain bowl back to the rental house, and he couldn't wait to take out the blue and white porcelain bowl.

With a thought, he put his palm on the blue and white porcelain bowl, and began to run the "Na Shen Jue".

With the operation of the "Na Shen Jue", Qin Feng sensed that a stream of cool air was drawn into his palm from the blue and white porcelain bowl, and then flowed along the meridians to the sea of ​​consciousness.

After 5 minutes, the cool air no longer flowed out of the blue and white porcelain bowl, he stopped practicing his kung fu, entered the sea of ​​consciousness space again, and found that his divine power had more than doubled.

What surprised him even more was that in the process of absorbing the divine power, he also absorbed a piece of information, which recorded the production year of the blue and white porcelain bowl and so on.

"Unexpectedly, an antique porcelain bowl from the Ming Dynasty contains so much divine power. Wouldn't there be more ancient antiques?"

His eyes fell on the blue-and-white porcelain bowl, but nothing that worried him happened. He worried that absorbing the divine power of the blue-and-white porcelain bowl would cause it to collapse.

"Let me try and see if I can repair the gap!"

Qin Feng's palm landed on the blue-and-white porcelain bowl again, and with a thought, the copy of the talisman in the sea of ​​consciousness shone, and the divine power flowed out, wrapping the entire blue-and-white porcelain bowl...

Divine power is a very wonderful thing that can be transformed into any substance.

The copying talisman in the Sea of ​​Consciousness became brighter, and then, a burst of enlightenment arose in Qin Feng's heart.

With the surge of divine power, it began to transform into the same substance as blue and white porcelain, and filled the gap.

Two minutes later, Qin Feng withdrew his divine power and found that the gap had disappeared, and the whole blue and white porcelain bowl became flawless.

"Haha, it really works!"

Qin Feng couldn't help laughing and said, the divine power consumed to repair this gap was not enough to make a hundred yuan bill, and a brand new way of making money appeared in front of him.

After reinstalling the blue and white porcelain bowl, he ran to the Antique Street again.

Half an hour later, Antique Street.

Wandering around in it, Qin Feng stepped into an antique shop called "Baoyuzhai".

"What do you guys want to buy?"

The owner of the store is an old man in his 60s with faintly gray hair and wearing a black short jacket. He is shaking a paper fan with landscape paintings in his hand.

"No, I'm here to sell things!" Qin Feng said calmly.

"Come with me!"

The old man smiled and said, under his guidance, Qin Feng came to a bright room, and under the signal of the other party's eyes, he took out the blue and white porcelain bowl.

The moment he saw the blue and white porcelain bowl, the old man's eyes could not help but brighten, but he quickly disappeared. After studying it carefully, he returned it to him and asked calmly, "How much is the price, sir?"

"Eighty thousand!" Qin Feng, who had a full view of the other party's eyes, bid.

"Ten thousand!" The old man slowly raised a finger.

"Nima!"

Qin Feng almost cursed, he put the blue and white porcelain bowl directly, and walked outside without looking back. Of course, he didn't really leave, but told the other party with actions, if you bully me as a rookie, I have no choice but to leave.

Sure enough, after he took a few steps, the old man's voice came from behind him, "Little brother, wait a minute!"

(End of this chapter)