Seeing Ye Feng so assertive, the shopkeeper dared not confront him and could only back down.
"Bro! Awesome!" Gui Zi gave Ye Feng a thumbs up upon seeing Ye Feng's prowess.
Initially, he was quite scared, but now he wasn't afraid at all.
He knew that with Ye Feng around, he'd be very safe.
"Since you're compensating for him, just pay up!" The shopkeeper simultaneously took out the antique Gui Zi had damaged, introducing it: "This is a Qing Dynasty porcelain, meticulously crafted and perfectly preserved, experts estimate at eight hundred eighty thousand."
With his actions, Ye Feng saw a shattered porcelain, clearly just broken moments ago.
"Is it this one?" Ye Feng looked at Gui Zi beside him and asked.
Gui Zi nodded and responded somewhat aggrievedly, "Yeah! They didn't set it up properly; I just accidentally touched it, and it fell and broke."
Following Gui Zi's words, a burly man couldn't help but jump out and threaten, "Kid, do you know the price of lying?"
Ye Feng snorted coldly, looking at him coldly warning, "Do you know the price of threatening my buddy?"
Following Ye Feng's words, that guy finally reacted, shrunk his neck, and hurriedly retreated a few steps, afraid to end up like the previous burly man.
That fellow had been kicked by Ye Feng and hadn't recovered yet.
"How about this! I see it's not easy for you, I'll give you a discount and charge you eight hundred thousand." Seeing Ye Feng about to rage, the shopkeeper decided to cheapen it considerably for Ye Feng, hoping to send him away.
Ye Feng didn't reply but instead started examining closely.
Under normal circumstances, Ye Feng wouldn't be able to tell anything.
But as Ye Feng circulated True Qi to his pupils, the scene before his eyes changed.
The pupil technique Ye Feng inherited actually had many types. What he's using now is for appraisal.
As Ye Feng activated his superpower, the history of this porcelain, including its production process, quickly unfolded before his eyes.
This piece, although it looks antique, is indeed a modern imitation.
It's mass-produced by a workshop, and later went through special treatment, strikingly realistic.
Yet, a fake is always a fake.
"I have fifty bucks here, more than enough for you." Then, Ye Feng pulled out fifty bucks and tossed them to the other person.
"Let's go!" Then Ye Feng took Gui Zi and prepared to leave.
"Wait!" Seeing Ye Feng about to leave, the shopkeeper panicked and shouted angrily, "Even if you can fight, you can't do whatever you want, right? A piece worth tens of thousands, and you give tens of bucks? Where's the justice?"
"Tens of thousands?" Ye Feng chuckled coldly, turned around, picked up one of the porcelain shards, pointing to a tiny simplified Chinese character on it, and scorned:
"An antique with simplified characters? Can't you be more professional in deceiving people?"
"I suspect you purposely use such imitated antiques to stage accidents."
"You may deny it, but if I find out, it's not over between us."
The more Ye Feng spoke, the louder his voice got, making it seem like he was ready to fight, which scared the other party.
This matter was indeed his fault, if Ye Feng made a fuss about it, he surely wouldn't save face, and it would consequently affect the shop.
So Ye Feng wasn't afraid, nor would he let himself be fooled.
"Misunderstanding... We misjudged too, ended up buying fake antiques." Seeing Ye Feng's stance, the shopkeeper promptly smiled and greeted him, "How about this! Since it's fake, no compensation needed, alright?"
"Let's go!" Ye Feng snorted coldly and left with Gui Zi.
After leaving Phantom Cloud Studio, Gui Zi finally took deep breaths and asked in surprise, "Did he really let us go? Feng, when did you get so amazing, and even able to appraise artifacts?"
"I was just guessing." Ye Feng laughed lightly, gestured, "Since we're here, let's take a walk."
"No... I dare not anymore." Gui Zi seemed traumatized, hurriedly shook his head, never daring to go in again.
"Don't worry, with me here, no need to be afraid." Under Ye Feng's persuasion, Gui Zi finally dared to enter the shop.
Another shop had noticeably more people, and seemingly more good items.
However, these items were too expensive, buying them wouldn't result in much profit.
Ye Feng came here to find bargains, to earn money, why buy if it's not profitable?
So the two left the store disappointed, starting to browse the street stalls.
The roadside stalls of the Antique Street were another characteristic.
Although most of the items sold at these stalls were fake, relying solely on smooth talk.
Still, if your eyesight is sharp enough, you could snag a genuine bargain.
These folks, lots of what they acquire, they're not too familiar with themselves, so those experienced with sharp eyes might indeed pay a minimal amount to buy genuine good stuff.
So, the two strolled around.
Suddenly, an item entered Ye Feng's sight, captivating him.
Originally, this item wasn't very eye-catching.
However, when Ye Feng activated his appraisal superpower, it emitted a dazzling golden light.
Ye Feng hurriedly closed his Superpower Eye and started examining carefully.
This was a golden ancient jade, shaped like a Golden Toad, intricately carved and beautifully crafted.
After examining it for a while, Ye Feng asked, "Boss, how much for this?"
"Boss! This is a great item, truly ancient jade from old times. Legend has it, a treasure used by ancient tycoons for gathering wealth..." Seeing Ye Feng's interest, the stall owner didn't directly mention the price but went on relentlessly boasting.
"Stop it, just tell the price, don't add all that fluff." Seeing the other wanting to continue, Ye Feng hastily interrupted.
"Seeing you're sincere, I'll give you a discount, eight thousand, originally I was selling for over ten thousand." The stall owner finally stated the price.
"Six thousand, and I'll take it, otherwise you can wait for another buyer." Ye Feng smiled, offering a fair price.
If not for the special item, even if it were ancient, at most it'd go for five thousand tops.
Deliberately the price was too high, hence it hadn't sold.
"Someone offered six thousand the other day, if I wanted to sell, I would've already." The stall owner answered rather impatiently, seemingly displeased.
"Then sell to someone else." Ye Feng stood up preparing to leave.
"Hold on... We can negotiate, how about seven thousand?" Seeing Ye Feng about to leave, the owner panicked.
"Alright! Six thousand it is, deal."
Finally, the owner yielded, truly afraid of losing Ye Feng as a client.
"Here! Six thousand for you, go ahead and count."
After paying, the Golden Toad belonged to Ye Feng.
Holding the Golden Toad, Ye Feng felt it was far from ordinary, surely not a common ancient item...