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Chapter 107

Su Feng did not agree directly, but asked Su Xuan'er what she meant.

Su Xuan'er thought for a while and smiled: "It's okay to be idle anyway, so it's okay to go and have a look. I'm actually quite curious about the charm of those antiques."

"That's OK."

Su Feng nodded, turned to look at Hong Zhanpeng and asked, "When will we set off?"

“It’s OK now!”

Hong Zhanpeng's face was happy, and then he quickly invited Su Feng and Su Xuan'er to his car.

About fifty minutes.

Hong Zhanpeng's car stopped in a street in Tianhai City.

The street is very spacious overall, with some antique shops on both sides.

Not only that, there are stalls on both sides of the street, and basically all kinds of ancient items are very lively.

After getting off the car, Hong Zhanpeng was about to introduce Su Feng to this place when his phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, Hong Zhanpeng showed an apology smile: "Mr. Su, I'm really sorry. I'm going to pick up a friend here. It's probably not going to come back in about twenty minutes. Please wait here for a while."

"It's okay, go and do your business."

Su Feng waved his hand indifferently.

Hong Zhanpeng nodded, said nothing, and drove away first.

After he left, Su Feng stayed there, so he simply pushed Su Xuan'er and started wandering around.

There were constant shouts around, and all the stall owners bragged about the antiques from a certain dynasty on their stalls, and saliva was flying everywhere.

Su Feng sneered at this, and he could see at a glance that the stalls were basically garbage.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Su Feng's eyes fell on a stall on the right and pushed Su Xuan'er over.

When he arrived at the stall, Su Feng squatted down, picked up a pair of earrings, and asked, "Boss, how much does this thing cost?"

The boss was a middle-aged man with a fat figure. When he saw Su Feng ask, he immediately showed a cunning look: "Little brother, you really have vision. These earrings are of great origin. This was worn by an empress in the Song Dynasty.

....”

Su Feng didn't have time to listen to the stall owner's nonsense, so he asked directly: "Is it sold for five hundred?"

“…”

The stall owner didn’t know what he said, but there was someone who bought antiques like this. Before he offered the offer, he just bit him to death!

"Little brother, this thing is a treasure, and it's a bit too little for 500 yuan." The stall owner looked embarrassed.

Su Feng shook his head: "Is this thing a treasure? You know better than anyone else. Five hundred is more than one. Pinxixi's same style is probably not even fifty. I bought it and just looked at the exquisite shape. I wanted to take the opportunity.

Give it to my sister as a gift.”

The stall owner was shocked. Unexpectedly, Su Feng revealed the value of the earrings in one sentence. It seems that this is an expert!

"Five hundred is about five hundred, and you can make friends with everyone."

The stall owner looked like he was reluctant to give up his love.

Su Feng ignored it and paid the money to pay the bill.

"I bought this pair of earrings for five thousand dollars!"

Suddenly, a domineering voice came over.

Su Feng frowned, turned his head and looked back, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

I saw that the person who spoke was a man of twenty-seven or eight, and there was a woman beside him. She was dressed very charmingly and full of dust.

More importantly, this man Su Feng knew Ye Zetao's son, Ye Shaolong!

In terms of blood relationship, he is also Su Feng's cousin.

"Su Feng?!"

Ye Shaolong was stunned for more than ten seconds when he realized it, and was also a little surprised.


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