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He looked like a malnourished monkey whose body had been hollowed out. In front of him were three objects: a snuff bottle, a jade pendant, and a bowl.

If it wasn't for the fact that they were in an antique city with snuff bottles and jade pendants on the stalls, Lin Jing would have thought that the bowl was a special tool for begging. This person was asking for money.

It was roughly three hundred years old, and the total value of the Qing Dynasty's items was around one million. But before Lin Jing could predict what would happen, it was the bowl that caught his attention.

The result of the glasses was very vague, about 500 to 600 years old, which was about the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. It looked very grand and was definitely not something normal people could use, and the patterns on it were also very exquisite.

Lin Jing squatted down and said with a smile, "Old brother, how can you say these things?"

"The entire set, one hundred and twenty, will pay the same price." The skinny monkey said arrogantly.

"You're asking for 120 RMB? That's a little expensive. Besides, your snuff bottle, jade pendant, and bowl are not a set, yet you want to sell them all?" Lin Jing narrowed his eyes and said.

I'm sorry, but I don't care how much you sell me. In any case, this is how I sell my things, so if you want to buy them, you have to buy them in three different bags, a total of one million and two hundred thousand. Skinny Monkey said with an indifferent expression.

"There's nothing to discuss?" Lin Jing's eyes narrowed. In fact, this price must have been earned. Although he hadn't figured out whether the bowl was an official's kiln or not, at least in terms of age and quality, it was more than 200,000, but since it was just an empty bowl, he couldn't think like that.

"Did I just say it out loud or didn't you understand? If you don't want the price, don't understand. If you don't want the price, don't want the price. " Skinny Monkey looked at them with disdain.

He stood up and walked towards the next booth. When the skinny monkey saw that he had left, his eyes flashed with disdain. He said in a mocking tone, "I thought he was some big shot, but he was just here to watch the show."

Lin Jing had heard these words, but he didn't care too much about them. In a business like this, anyone could encounter one.

Just as he stopped in front of the second stall, his eyes lit up. The stall was set up by a slightly fat and bald middle-aged man, who had a harmless smile on his face.

Compared to Skinny Monkey's stall, there was a lot of stuff in front of him. It couldn't be too much to describe with a full eye. There were more than 20 items of all sizes. From blue and white porcelain bottles to jade hairpins, it was simply like a grocery store. And what caught Lin Jing's attention was a black sandalwood Buddha statue. It was about the size of two palms and had an exquisite design.

"Yo, this little brother looks unfamiliar. Is this your first time back in the Ancient Game City?" Before Lin Jing could say anything, the middle-aged fatty asked with a smile.

"You can say that. You're selling stuff here and your temper is pretty bad, right?" Lin Jing's heart skipped a beat as he revealed a look of a noob.

When the fat middle-aged man heard Lin Jing's words, his eyes lit up. He smiled and said, "Isn't it all the same? A thousand people, a thousand people, a thousand people, we're all different. Little brother, you went over there just now. What, are you not satisfied?"

"It's nothing. That boss has a big temper and his things are ordinary. He thinks I'm an idiot so I wouldn't fall for his trick." Lin Jing pretended to act "I know you don't lie to me". He spoke in a boisterous manner, but in reality, in the eyes of a true expert, he was just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The smile on the fat middle-aged man's face became even more pronounced, "Little brother, don't think too much. If you can't make a family, then don't worry about it. Take a look at me. Do you have anything to be satisfied with?" Rest assured, these are definitely old items. I will be honest with you, you can ask around. "

Lin Jing's heart stirred. He first glanced at the blue and white porcelain bottle, but didn't ask anything. Instead, he indifferently looked at the Buddha statue and asked, "What do you think about this thing? It doesn't look that bad."

This is a good item, it's something that I'm reluctant to take out to sell. Recently, I've encountered a few financial difficulties, so I left it here as there is nothing I can do about it.

The middle-aged fatty revealed a sincere yet regretful expression. His eyes flickered as he spoke to Lin Jing.

"Two hundred thousand for a Buddha statue? That seems a little too expensive. Besides, black sandalwood is not a good idea, I don't like it." Lin Jing shook his head as he spoke, before shifting his gaze to the blue and white porcelain bottles. He pretended to be calm and collected as he asked, "Your porcelain bottle is so big. How much are you selling it for?"

The current market is very high, I just asked someone to come in privately. If you buy the things from the palace in Jiaxing's year, you'll need at least five to six million yuan. As for me, the cost is low, three million yuan should be enough. The middle-aged fatty said with a smile.

"3 million? So expensive?" Lin Jing said with a surprised expression.

"I say, Fatty Ge, your efforts have been in vain. This kid is just a poor bastard who came to watch the show. From him, you can't squeeze any oil out of him. How long has your broken pot been there for, and you still want three million to buy it for him?" On the other side, the skinny monkey glanced at Lin Jing with a mocking expression.

Monkey grandpa, that's not what I meant. If little brother comes to ask, I have to say no, no matter how much I have to say no. As for whether I buy it or not, that's his problem. The middle-aged fatty narrowed his eyes as he spoke.

"Not expensive, not expensive. It's worth preserving!" The skinny monkey 'Monkey grandpa' scoffed, "What a pity that he is short on money. I don't think he can afford it!"

When Lin Jing heard this, his face revealed a fake flushed red. He stared at the monkey and said, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Your things aren't good, and you're selling them at such a high price. Do you think I'll just mess with you?"

"Yoh, you're quite temperamental. Sure, since you say that I'm causing trouble, I'd like to see where you can take out three million to buy this porcelain bottle." Monkey grandpa sneered.

"It's just three million RMB, it sounds like someone who can't afford it. Boss, I want this porcelain vase!" Lin Qing had a competitive expression, but there was also a pained expression on his face as he clenched his teeth and spoke.

"Bro, don't worry about that monkey. He's just jealous." A smile bloomed on the face of the middle-aged fatty.

At this time, Lin Jing revealed a hesitant expression as he muttered to himself, "Three million. It seems a bit expensive. Boss, you won't try to trick me, right?"

"How could that be? Who doesn't know that I, Fatty, am the most sincere? I will never cheat you." The fat middle-aged man had an expression of "believe me" on his face, as if he was afraid that Lin Jing would regret not buying it.

I still have to go home and report to my grandma. It's not fair to just buy a porcelain vase, but she likes Buddha statues. How about this? Lin Jing pointed at the black sandalwood Buddha statue and said with some hesitation.

"This …" The middle-aged fatty looked hesitant. He had built a Buddha statue for nothing, and it seemed like he was at a loss.

In fact, that broken porcelain vase was only worth one or two thousand yuan. Selling Lin Jing for three million yuan was already a blood profit, but as a qualified evil merchant, he would definitely give it a try as long as he could earn even a single cent. He then said, "Little brother, it's not that I'm unhappy, but this statue of Buddha is at least worth two to three hundred thousand yuan.

"Then forget it, I don't look too good anyway." Lin Jing stood up as he spoke.

The fat middle-aged man was really worried now, so he pulled him back and said, "Little brother, let's talk some more. Three million is fine, I'll let you have this Buddha statue!"

Lin Jing was laughing in his heart. This fellow truly had a good play plan, but his expression remained calm as he said, "Then let's make an agreement. How much of your account do I have to transfer to you? I'll take both. There are so many people watching here!"

"Rest assured, the money is in your hands, I will not lie to you!" The fat middle-aged man did not bother to think about it and immediately agreed.

After negotiating the price, just as Lin Jing was about to pay, something blurred before his eyes. The sight he saw blurred and distorted, and he felt a sharp pain on his neck. He frowned and subconsciously pressed down on his neck.

"Hey, little brother, what happened to you?" The middle-aged fatty noticed Lin Jing's abnormality and asked with a doubtful expression.

"It's nothing. I suddenly have a headache." Then, he subconsciously looked at the Buddha statue again. It didn't matter if he looked, the glasses actually showed that it was fake this time!

What was going on?

He frowned.

Following that, the pain in his neck grew even more intense as it continued to soar toward his head. Lin Jing's vision darkened and he almost fell over. He quickly took off his glasses and felt a bit better.

"Lin Jing, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?" At this moment, Jiang Qianxue's voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

In the fragrant wind, Jiang Qianxue held onto Lin Jing with a concerned expression. She was worried that there was something wrong with him.

"I'm fine. I just have a headache. Maybe I didn't get a good night's sleep." Lin Jing knew in his heart that there must be something wrong with his glasses, or perhaps something must have gone wrong with the creature on his neck. However, he definitely couldn't do anything to Jiang Qianxue at this time. Otherwise, she would worry even more.

"Hey, little bro, are you still buying?" The fat middle-aged man didn't care if Lin Jing was truly uncomfortable or not. In his line of work, it didn't matter who he had never seen before. The most important thing was whether or not he had the money.

"Wait, let me think." Lin Jing took a deep breath. Something was wrong with his glasses. He could only rely on his own eyesight to look at them again.

As he spoke, he picked up the Buddha statue and carefully examined it.