Chapter 8

After leaving the second uncle's house, ye Chen kept thinking about the scene when the second aunt and ye Wen didn't want to see each other. It's not hard to say that it's not true, but he didn't have a lot to say.

It seems that he guessed his idea, and ye Hai comforted: "your second aunt is just like that, don't mind too much. Although she buckled a little and was a bit snobbish, she didn't have a bad heart."

Ye Chen nodded, but he didn't care about the two women, and they were the most intimate people of Er Shu.

Just as he was talking, ye Hai took some money out of his body and handed it to him.

"Dad, what are you Ye Chen doesn't understand.

Ye Hai involuntarily shoved it to him: "dad knows that you have suffered a lot in the past few years, but you have not earned much money. This is a thousand yuan. You can buy a suit or something, which is not enough for Dad to ask for. Besides, you must go to the interview three days later, and don't let your uncle down."

Ye Chen promised to come down. When he got home, he found that his mother had already come back. He asked about his daughter's situation uneasily. Then he went out with a new suit.

Along the way, he wandered aimlessly. First, he had a good look at the customs of Tiannan city that he hadn't seen for thousands of years. Second, he was thinking about how to make money.

Now that his parents are over 50 years old, he is still struggling to support Mengmeng for the sake of the whole family. Now that he has come back, he should take the responsibility. Moreover, if he wants to make pills for Mengmeng, he needs money to buy Herbs, and he needs money for his own cultivation.

He can't rob the bank with the identity of a cultivator. After all, the rules of killing and looting in the world of cultivators don't apply to the earth, so making money is also a top priority.

Towards noon, ye Chen found that he had actually transferred to the outer ring of Jiulong antique street.

The so-called Antique Street, in fact, is more appropriate to use the antique city to describe it, because antiques in Tiannan has evolved into a culture, a label, or even a tourist attraction.

In order to attract tourists from other places, the local government simply invested to transform the original antique street into an antique city.

And the antique market is often a mixture of fish and dragons. There are only a few things that are really valuable. Rao is still unable to cover up the prosperity of Jiulong antique street.

Hesitated next, leaf Chen or raised foot to walk in.

At a glance, the streets around the outer ring are full of stalls with a variety of things, including ancient gold and silver jewelry, red agate, amber, Chenxiang wood, ebony, coins, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, etc.

Ye Chen sweeps these things one by one, then shakes his head secretly. In his opinion, these things are worthless, some of which are so-called zhenzhan treasures or even fakes.

Just a few steps away, he heard a voice mixed with Jingqiang: "this brother, let's see what you want. I have what I have here. I'm satisfied with it!"

Ye Chen looked around and saw that what he had just talked about was a middle-aged man with a yellow and skinny face. The man's face was burning with a warm smile and his eyes were almost narrowed into a seam.

In front of him was a small stall, no more than three meters in length and width, which was made of a red sheet on which dozens of large and small objects were placed.

Ye Chen's attention was attracted by his words.

The middle-aged became more and more enthusiastic. He reached out and picked up a purple sand snuff bottle and boasted: "this brother, you are a master with extraordinary experience and wide knowledge. You can see this snuff bottle. It's not the snuff bottle I used to boast about by Chen monkey, but it was used by Emperor Qianlong."

Ye Chen took a look, then reached out his hand to take the snuff bottle, pointed to the English letters at the bottom of the bottle, and said with a smile, "didn't it die early in the morning?"

A few English letters are striking:

"made in China."

Chen monkey clapped his head and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm so sorry. I took it wrong by accident. I'll take another one for you."

Ye Chen glances at the things on the stall again, smiles and turns around to leave. However, at the moment when he turns around, he looks back at the stall.

To be exact, it's about the size of a walnut. It's black. It's irregular. It looks like a black pimple. It's not noticeable.

What nobody knows is that there is a treasure in Ye Chen's body called Liuxian bottle.

At the beginning, he was sunk in the river and got the Liuxian bottle at the bottom of the river. Instead of dying, he crossed into the world of cultivation. With the help of Liuxian bottle, he became a generation of xianzun in 3000 years.

And Liuxian bottle is a function. Every night when the moon is full, under the light of moonlight, mysterious green liquid will be produced in Liuxian bottle inexplicably. Mysterious green liquid can ripen any magic medicine of heaven and earth, such as ripening fifty year ginseng into one hundred, two hundred or even five hundred years.

Ye Chen named it Liuxian bottle, and kept this secret all the time. Even the most trusted disciple Yu Wenxuan didn't know. Although Yu Wenxuan usurped the throne of the emperor, he didn't know that for ye Chen, the throne of the emperor was only an external thing, and Liuxian bottle was the most important.

The reason why Ye Chen stopped just now is that he sensed the vibration of Liuxian bottle in his body. This is the first time that Liuxian bottle has changed since he returned to the earth.

Think of here, leaf Chen of motionless stoop to take black pimple in the hand, the way of facial expressionless: "how to sell this?"

"This is what you want..."

Chen monkey subconsciously said a sentence, suddenly stopped his mouth, a pair of small eyes dribbled around, smiled slyly, and held out his thumb to Ye Chen: "you are really an expert. You recognized the real treasure of zhenzhan at a glance."

"Five hundred!" Ye Chen interrupts.

"Cough!"

Chen monkey coughed and almost choked: "this thing I found on Mount Tai spectacle at the risk of my life, do you know? It was on the news a few days ago. It's a miracle. The things in the miracle can... "

In fact, he is pure nonsense. This black pimple was picked up when he went to the countryside to collect waste products. He didn't know what it was. Later, he took it to several treasure pavilions to be firm. The replies he got were all rubbish and worthless.

"Two hundred!"

Chen monkey's mouth twitched fiercely, and scolded him constantly. He forced out a tear and said: "brother, where are you bargaining? It's almost like killing people. Take five hundred of them away. I have an 80 year old mother and a hungry child waiting to feed."

"Farewell!"

Ye Chen puts down his things and turns to leave.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

"Don't hurry!"

Chen monkey hurriedly stopped and made a very painful look: "OK, two hundred is two hundred. I'm in a big loss this time. Let's make a friend as a brother."

Ye Chen takes 200 yuan out of his body and gives it to him. Chen monkey bends down to pick up the black pimples and hands them to him with any set of plastic bags.

at this time, there is an extremely arrogant voice behind them:

"wait!

"I'm interested in this stuff!"