Super Connoisseur

The place Zhang Feng lived was a village in the city, a village that lived deep inside the city. Due to the conflict between him and his father, he did not have any financial resources, so he could only live in this kind of place, since it was cheap. The rent was only 300 yuan per month.

It was almost noon, so Zhang Feng casually ate a bowl of noodles in a restaurant in the village. Then, he returned to his rented apartment.

This room was very small, only five or six square meters. Other than a bed and a desk, there was nothing else. There was not even a toilet. It was even worse than the accommodation he had in school.

Looking at the dusty incandescent lights and the dark roof, he suddenly felt a wave of sadness in his heart. These days were truly too damn miserable, they were simply not a place for people to live.

Did he really have to compromise with his father, go home and inherit his father's work, start that metal mill every day, and then marry a rural woman for a lifetime?

Zhang Feng could not help but hesitate, and after a long while, he firmly clenched his fist and said to himself: "Zhang Feng, you cannot go back! You have to make a name for yourself in the city! You must achieve something! Then he stood in front of the old man and told him in a righteous tone, "Your son is extraordinary!"

But the reality...

As the saying goes, a penny can make a hero out of a penny, only 1000 yuan is left in the card. Even a simple life can only last half a month, but what about the next half month? Bite the ground?

"I need money, I really need money!"

Zhang Feng was very clear about his current situation. His brows tightly knitted, and he racked his brains to think of a way to quickly earn money to overcome the difficulties in front of him.

Part-time job? No, how much can a part-time job earn in a day? Excluding the rent, there would only be enough for living expenses. Furthermore, there weren't any part-time jobs every day.

Move the bricks to the construction site?

Zhang Feng looked at his hands that had never done farm work before and shook his head. He wouldn't be able to do that kind of work even if he was beaten to death, not to mention, with his current bad luck, what if something smashed into him in such a dangerous place?

After some thought, he suddenly slapped his thigh and abruptly sat up on the bed.

"How could I have forgotten about that!"

"Since my right eye's superpower is able to determine the time of an item, it's definitely able to determine the authenticity of an antique through this method. Although I don't know the value of an item, at least I'm not mistaken!" Yes, that should do it. In his class, Li Sheng relied on his knowledge of antiques and spent five hundred yuan to buy a jade pipe at Grand View Garden. In the end, he sold it for five thousand yuan. "I have a superpower, how could I be inferior to him?"

The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the happier he became. In the end, he didn't even have to rest for the afternoon.

Grand View Garden was the largest antique trading market in the entire Hua City. There were a total of two regions: the retail market area and the shop area. The bulk market area was one of those stalls with no façades. They only rented a stall to sell some things. It was similar to a market place. The area of the shop was occupied by the more powerful merchants. After renting their own storefronts, they looked more formal and the furnishings were of high quality. Of course, the prices of the goods were also expensive.

However, regardless of whether it was from a retail market or a shop, one could only rely on their own eyesight to buy decent items. If one's eyesight was good, then earning a lot of gold and silver would not be a problem. However, if one's vision was poor, then his wife's loss could be considered as a light loss.

Zhang Feng only had about 900 points left in his body. He did not allow himself to make any mistakes as he sat on the bus to practice the superpower of his right eye from time to time.

"En, this child is six years old this year …"

"En, this little girl is 8 years old this year …"

"Hey, this little girl is only 12 years old?" "I thought you were 17 or 8 years old, but you've grown up too early …"

"Wah!" This girl is so beautiful. She should be around 20 years old … "Damn, I made a mistake. I'm already over thirty years old. Damn, this is such a great place to take care of myself …"

When the bus arrived at the Grand View Garden Station, Zhang Feng identified no less than thirty people's age. Needless to say, following his continuous usage, his superpower became more familiar, to the point where he did not even need to count.

"We've finally arrived!"

Looking at the large signboard with the Grand View Garden, Zhang Feng's heart surged. He blinked his right eye: "Whether this works or not, it's all up to you!"

He walked towards the Grand View Garden Market with large strides. He only had 493 yuan with him, so he couldn't afford anything valuable.

"Big brother, let me tell you this, my Jade Guanyin looks like something from Qing Dynasty. Look at the quality of this jade, this humidity is only 800 yuan, what else do you want? Buying it back will definitely double your profit …"

"What!?" I am a true Soong Dynasty Blue and White Porcelain, you actually bid fifty pieces! Who dares to bargain like that! Ai, don't go yet. Can you give me another twenty …? "

"The heck, does your family's Emerald look like a radish? "Boss, do you dare to say anything more outrageous …"

Although it was noon, there were still a lot of people in the city. Some came to buy things as decorations, some were like Zhang Feng, purely here to pick up the loot, with the sound of goods being introduced everywhere, and the sounds of bargaining, as well as the various accents from the heaven, earth, and sea.

Zhang Feng looked towards the direction of the voices, he activated his special ability and scanned the goods once, and the corner of his mouth twitched. These boss were simply too stupid, they were all things that had only been made in the past two years, they actually dared to say that they were old objects from the Qing Dynasty, or even Soong Dynasty, this was too outrageous.

However, there was actually someone who believed that a completely middle-aged man, who spent 50 thousand yuan to buy an imitation of a Blue and White Porcelain bottle that had not been produced for more than five years, had left happily. He even thought that he had hit the jackpot, and was so happy that the corners of his mouth were pulled to the side of his ears, as if he had picked up a huge bargain.

"No wonder Li Cheng said that if you want to eat in this field, you must have good eyes. "If I didn't have something in my chest, I would've been cheated. Luckily, I have a superpower, otherwise I might have been pushed into the same trap as these people and helped others with their money …"

Zhang Feng sighed in his heart. He seemed to be aimlessly walking amongst the crowd, but in truth, his right eye was constantly sweeping through the various stalls.

Suddenly, he walked towards a stall. This stall had all sorts of random items. The owner was a middle-aged man with a mole on the corner of his mouth. He was skinny and looked very smart.

"Little brother, what do you want to buy?" "You just have to pick and choose. The items on my stall are all from the raw pits and are all real items. If you can't buy them, you'll be at a disadvantage. If you can't buy them, you'll be able to make a few times more money …"

Zhang Feng had heard Li Cheng say before that the Pit of Life was an idiom for Antique Field, it referred to something newly unearthed.

This inkstone was 10 cm tall and 15 cm wide. No one knew what material it was made of, but it was completely black and greasy, making it look very dirty. However, under the influence of his right eye, the inkstone actually had two lights shining on it, inside and out. The outer halo was black, with a total of 40 circles. Clearly, it had been 40 years since it was formed, and within this black halo was a cluster of dense yellow halos.

Why were there two kinds of halos in an item?

This was the first time Zhang Feng encountered such a phenomenon. He thought to himself: Could it be that there are a total of two levels to this ink stone? The outer layer only took a short time, while the inner layer only took a long time? Could it be that the outer layer was used for concealment?

If that was really the case, then the items inside must not be simple, or else they wouldn't need to be disguised!

He picked up the inkstone and weighed it in his hand, finding that it was still quite heavy. Then he used his fingernail to lightly scratch the inkstone and discovered that the outside layer of the inkstone was not very hard. It very easily left behind shallow marks.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Boss, how much is this inkstone?"

Seeing his action of weighing the ink stone and seeing that Zhang Feng's clothes were not bad, the boss was immediately happy in his heart. He thought to himself that he did not even know the basic appraising methods, so he was an outsider, heh, this kind of person is the best to deceive, it seems like I am going to slaughter a fat sheep today …

He immediately beamed with joy and said, "Little brother wants this inkstone. Hehe, I will tell you the truth, I took this inkstone from the countryside, and the owner said that this inkstone was passed down from his ancestors. It's definitely an old item, if you buy it, you will definitely keep it."

"Of course, bitumen can indeed be used to make items that are worth a lot of money. In any case, it's a worthless item and it won't be worth much even if I were to spend my entire life on it. However … "Boss, tell me, if I were to use an inkstone made from bitumen as a family heirloom, would others call me a fool?"

He knew that the boss wanted to kill him, so before the boss could finish speaking, Zhang Feng immediately smiled and said, "Boss, I'll be honest with you. I've been practicing my writing skills recently, so when I saw this piece of Ink Slab, I'll take it. "Don't try to trick me, just tell me the actual price. It's made of asphalt, not worth much …"

"Nonsense!" Who said that this inkstone was made of asphalt? " The owner's eyes widened.

"What's not made of asphalt?"

Zhang Feng directly shoved the inkstone into the owner's hands: "What exactly do you think this inkstone is made of?"

"This … This … This …"

This inkstone was indeed from the countryside, but he really didn't see what this inkstone was made of. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said angrily, "Anyway, it's not made of asphalt, if it was made of asphalt, it would definitely not be this hard."

"I think it's kind of like asphalt... But it doesn't matter, I'm just missing a piece of inkstone for practice. It doesn't matter what material it is, as long as it can be used. "Boss, tell me a price. It's for real, so don't treat me like a lamb to be butchered."

Zhang Feng pointed to the inkstone and said: "You have probably left this inkstone here for a long time, and no one has been looking at it. Look at the ash on the inkstone, it has already turned to mud. If you keep it, you should keep it. It's better to sell it to me so that you don't lose out. "

Furthermore, Zhang Feng's words were very accurate. Ever since the boss took the inkstone, it had indeed not sold out. Because the appearance was too poor, no one had even seen it. Seeing that they had finally bought it, the boss was naturally not willing to let them go, but since Zhang Feng had already said so, the possibility of the boss asking for a high price was also gone.

After some thought, the boss seriously said, "This … "Okay, I used 300 yuan to collect this inkstone, and it has been put away for a long time. Since you want it, then give me a cost price. 300 yuan, take it away!"