After getting the information he wanted, Ning Fuchen felt happy when he left this store. If he could really find the poisonous eel dragon, he would have really found a great fortune.

He came here to pass the time, but now he has found something good, and it is meaningless to stay, so Ning Fuchen slowly walked out of this newly developed alley.

After Ning Fuchen left, the boss was also counting a thick stack of banknotes in his hand happily. He never thought that one day he would make money so simple. This thick feel would look like ten or twenty thousand yuan.

Just counting and standing up, his face changed. It wasn't like a ghost currency or something, but the original 100-dollar bill in his hand has now become one cent per cent.

The thickness did not decrease at all, but this became a bit too much. He could no longer be happy. The boss smashed the stack of penny bills directly on the ground and started scolding Ning Fuchen.

But Ning Fuchen had already left the alley at this moment. No matter how angry the boss was, it would not have any effect on him.

The boss told Ning Fuchen that he bought this thing casually when he went to the night market. Although this thing is not a priceless treasure, it is from some age and is still a bit profitable.

Ning Fuchen is not unfamiliar with that night market. Although he has never been to this city, he is familiar with it everywhere.

But it's still a little early now, and it's not the time to go to the night market, so he has to make some preparations. If there is really a poisonous eel dragon, he has to make sure to catch it.

Ning Fuchen came to another antique street, which is a big street that has been famous for a long time. Many big businesses are carried out here. Ning Fuchen really wanted to buy two real antiques when he came here.

The habit of poisonous eel dragons is to like antiques and like to stay with things that have a taste of age. If there is really poisonous eel dragon, you need to use antiques to attract them.

That thing is extremely mysterious. Even the power of the spiritual consciousness of the monks cannot find their existence. If you want to capture it, you can only rely on this method to lure it out first.

This time, Ning Fuchen came to Antique Street and did not go to the one he was familiar with, but came to a place he had never been to, which is also the largest antique shop here.

After walking in, Ning Fuchen Ning Fuchen did not observe it one by one. Now he is here to do things, not to relax. He directly expanded his spiritual sense and began to search for the best things.

The power of spiritual consciousness instantly covered the entire store, and everything in it was within the scope of Ning Fuchen's survey. It took him not long before he had already determined the target.

The largest antique shop is actually the same, and there are only a few really good things. Although most of them cannot be said to be fakes, they are also very ordinary.

Ning Fuchen directly selected the things with the most abundant spiritual energy. The waiter who followed him helped Ning Fuchen carefully take them down and followed him to the counter.

"Boss, I want all these." Ning Fuchen spoke softly.

The boss couldn't help but lit up when he saw what Ning Fuchen brought. Ning Fuchen selected three items in total, two of which were extremely valuable things in the store. As for the remaining one, it was very ordinary, and he seemed very ordinary.

His eyes lit up, in addition to sighing that Ning Fuchen made extraordinary moves, he also sighed that he had chosen the best thing so quickly. Although one thing was not good, it was also very unusual.

After the boss offered Ning Fuchen a price, Ning Fuchen did not want to bargain. In the end, the boss made the decision and gave Ning Fuchen the inconspicuous item directly.

Ning Fuchen left the antique shop without saying a word.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand the rules and does not bargain, but that he feels it’s completely unnecessary. He is not fooling others when buying things this time, and what he gives is real money.

Ning Fuchen stood on the street, lowered his head and pondered. He was thinking about whether these things were enough, and what if they were not enough to attract poisonous eel dragons.

After standing for a while, Ning Fuchen decided to buy some more. This kind of thing is prepared for any trouble, not afraid of not being able to use it, but fear of not being able to use it when it is needed.

He regretted it a little now. If he went back, it would cost more money. Anything he picked up from that world was valuable antiques.

But it's too late to say anything now. After Ning Fuchen selected the antiques, it was already dark, and he came to the most lively night market.

When Ning Fuchen arrived, the night market had just opened a stall, and many of them were still making final preparations. Ning Fuchen came to the place where the boss said, but he did not see anyone selling these utensils.

However, there was a place here empty. Ning Fuchen was standing on the other side waiting. What he feared the most was to wait for time.

Two hours later, it was already the peak of the night market, with the largest number of people and the most complete items sold. At this time, a middle-aged man riding a tricycle squeezed out of the crowd.

He came to the open space where Ning Fuchen was, looked up at Ning Fuchen. He said nothing, but walked behind him and moved some big boxes from the tricycle.

Ning Fuchen naturally knew his existence, and he also saw that there were all things in these boxes, all of which were clay products, and the real and false were mixed.

Not long after, the vendor opened the boxes, laid a tarp on the ground, and then took out all the things inside one by one.

Ning Fuchen glanced at it and knew that many of these things were made of modern craftsmanship, but they also had some sense of age.

As he put everything out, Ning Fuchen saw another thing he was interested in, which was a pottery spoon, which was also stained with some poisonous eel dragon's blood.

Ning Fuchen suddenly felt energetic. He walked to the stall and squatted down, picked up the small spoon and took a closer look. Sure enough, it was nothing wrong, it was just like the jar in his hand.

Ning Fuchen took out the jar from the storage bag, "Boss, do you recognize this thing?"

Seeing the jar and spoon in Ning Fuchen's hand, the vendor instantly thought of a possibility. He would not have any memory if he had a jar alone, but when he connected it with the spoon, he knew very well where these two things came from.
Chapter completed!