Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Cheng Fei'er on the side wanted to laugh a little, this guy has traveled the rivers and lakes with this kind of rhetoric for so long, and finally encountered a hard stubble.

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly, "The water in the supermarket...is unhygienic. Don't worry, I'll pay for it."

When the woman heard the first half of his sentence, her eyes widened, and she was about to curse again.

But when he heard the second half of the sentence, he swallowed the words back abruptly, "Give me the money, right? Then let me agree first, ten yuan a cup."

Ye Feng nodded, "No problem."

"Give me the money first." The woman didn't let the two of them in immediately, but stretched out a hand.

Ye Feng had no choice but to take out a 100-yuan island currency from his pocket, "I don't have any change, so I'll give it to you."

The woman finally forced a smile on her face, "Come in."

The two immediately followed the woman and walked in.

As soon as she entered the gate, the woman continued to scold at the top of her voice: "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear someone begging for water? Do you have to pour it yourself?"

The two followed her voice and saw a man with his **** pouted, washing clothes in the yard.

Hearing the woman's reprimand, the man shivered immediately, and quickly stepped into the back room to pour water.

Looking at him like that, it was like meeting a wolf.

"What a waste. Apart from providing a useful sperm, I really don't know what use you have in your life. I was really blind at the time. How could I fall in love with such a waste..."

The woman didn't stop ridiculing the man, and what she said was extremely vitriolic.

Ye Feng and Cheng Fei'er looked at each other, both a little speechless.

Who said that island women are gentle and virtuous, obedient to their husbands?

It seems shrews know no borders!

The man quickly came out with two glasses of water and handed them to the woman carefully.

The woman stared, "What are you doing to me? Give it to them."

The man hurriedly nodded and smiled, then handed two glasses of water to Ye Feng and the others.

The two of them took the water, and before they could say thank you, the woman continued to yell, "Drink it quickly, and leave as soon as you finish drinking."

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly, not as knowledgeable as her, and looked around while drinking water.

The woman noticed his actions, and immediately asked vigilantly: "What are you looking at? It's not a thief who came to step on the site, right?"

"I remember your appearance. If something is lost in my house, I will call the police and arrest you immediately."

Ye Feng really wanted to find a stinky sock and stuff it into this woman's mouth, she seemed to feel uncomfortable all over without hurting anyone for a moment.

But for that priceless treasure, he endured this tone.

"What's the smell?" He sniffed, then turned to look at the woman.

"What smell?" The woman glared at him displeased.

"It seems to smell like pickled vegetables. It smells good." Ye Feng glanced at the room where the sundries were kept as if nothing had happened.

"That's my family's pickled vegetables, and they will be ready to eat in a few days." The man interrupted suddenly, with a look of pride on his face when he spoke.

This pickle was probably one of the few things he could find confidence in.

But what greeted him was the woman's glaring gaze, "You're the only one who talks a lot."

The man hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to speak any more.

Ye Feng pretended to be interested, "Can I have a look at your pickled vegetables? It smells really good."

The woman glared at him angrily, "Why do you have so many things to do? Have you finished drinking the water? Hurry up and leave after drinking."

The host interjected again at this time, "Just let them take a look, anyway, it won't take long."

He probably wanted to show off to Ye Feng and the others, and regain a little confidence by the way.

The woman looked at him coldly, "Do you have something to say here? Have you finished washing your clothes?"

The man had no choice but to bow his head and walk to the sink, and continued to wash his clothes.

Ye Feng couldn't help admiring this woman, how did she train this man to be as obedient as a dog?

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just curious, just to take a look." He said while taking out two hundred-yuan island national currency from his pocket.

The woman's eyes lit up immediately, and she rushed over at a sprint speed of 100 meters, snatching the two banknotes from his hand.

"Hehe, the hobbies of rich people are really weird. What's so good about a jar of broken pickles?"

While verifying the authenticity of the banknotes, the woman opened the door of the utility room.

The utility room was full of all kinds of sundries, and as soon as the door was opened, the dust inside flew everywhere.

Ye Feng and Cheng Feier hurriedly fanned the dust, and only then did they see clearly what was inside.

In the corner of the utility room, there is a large tank.

This cylinder is about 70 centimeters high, and the pattern of blue and white five-clawed dragon rising in the sea of ​​clouds is painted on the surface of the cylinder.

From the perspective of Cheng Fei'er's aesthetics, this jar is not very good-looking, far inferior to the brush washer that Ye Feng received before.

But Ye Feng was very excited because the deep scanning system had already given the answer.

"The orthodox blue-and-white vat with dragon pattern in Jiaqing of Qing Dynasty was identified as genuine, and the system's estimated value is: 70 million Huaguo coins..."

Using an antique worth 70 million yuan to pickle vegetables, this wonderful couple is really reckless.

He couldn't help but sigh at the fate of these Huaguo treasures.

Forget it, it's one thing to get back one thing, and he can only do his best.

"Have you seen enough? When you've seen enough, hurry up and leave." Seeing him staring at the big tank, the woman immediately urged.

Ye Feng came back to his senses and smiled at her, "May I ask, do you sell this tank?"

The woman's expression immediately became sluggish, and she was stunned for a few seconds before she realized, "Are you sick? How can anyone buy other people's pickle jars?"

Ye Feng hastily coughed twice, "Well... I don't want to buy a vat, I want to buy pickled vegetables. For the sake of convenience, I might as well buy the vat together."

He had no choice but to make up a reason. If he only bought one tank, it would be a bit awkward.

The woman didn't agree immediately, but stared at him for a while, "How much can you give?"

Ye Feng smiled, "Now I have to ask how much you want to sell it for?"

The woman rolled her eyes and opened her mouth, "Ten thousand island currency."

Ten thousand island national currency is equivalent to more than five hundred Chinese national currency. Perhaps this woman thinks that a jar of pickled vegetables can be sold for this money, which is already very cost-effective.

But hearing it in Ye Feng's ears, he almost laughed out loud.

A super antique worth more than 70 million yuan can be bought for 500 yuan, and it also comes with a jar of pickled vegetables.

Although he has picked up many loopholes, this loophole is undoubtedly the biggest.

He didn't even have to think about it, he just agreed.

But at this moment, the wimpy male owner suddenly rushed over, "It can't be sold, this tank can't be sold!"

The woman immediately glared at him, "Shut up, you don't have a place to talk here."

According to the previous situation, this man should be cowardly now.

But this time it was different, he didn't back down, but stood in front of the big tank, "This tank really can't be sold."