He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!

"Martial arts proficiency level 2. After redemption, the host will have the strength to fight against hundreds of enemies. The amount required for redemption: 10 million..."

After Tang Feng saw the required amount, he silently closed the system page, and then cursed, "What a shame."

He felt that this systematic arithmetic was learned from the physical education teacher.

Spending 100,000 yuan can have the strength of ten enemies.

And if you want to get a hundred enemies, shouldn't it be one million?

What the hell is ten million?

But fortunately, the strength of an enemy with ten people is enough. In a harmonious society, he does not need to go to the battlefield to rush and kill. There is no use in learning the enemy with a hundred people.

Of course, this is all the self-consolation of a poor guy.

If he was really rich, let alone a hundred enemies, he would first maximize his skills and see if he could fly out of the solar system with just one step!

These are all his feelings. He only learns martial arts to protect himself. He should try to keep a low profile at ordinary times.

He originally wanted to do an eighth-level boxing exercise in the living room, but because the living room was too small, he kicked the coffee table apart after just two moves.

Then I heard Qin Yanan's voice from upstairs, "Damn it, Tang Feng, are you going to demolish the house? If you don't want to sleep well, then let's have a good chat about the third leg?"

Tang Feng shivered immediately, quickly put the fallen coffee table away, took a shower and went to bed.

He usually sleeps very well, especially since he has no work during this period and has to sleep until about ten o'clock in the morning every day.

But perhaps due to changes in his physique, he only slept until about seven o'clock today, and then he couldn't fall asleep again.

It feels like there is endless power in my body that needs to be vented.

I simply changed into a set of sportswear and went out for a couple of runs to burn off my excess physical energy.

When passing by a breakfast shop, I stopped by and bought two soy milk and fried dough sticks.

Then he ran upstairs and knocked on Qin Yanan's door. "Sister, open the door. I've bought you breakfast. Get up and have breakfast..."

"You brat, why don't you let others sleep if you don't sleep early in the morning?" Qin Yanan's angry voice came from the room.

"What time is it? It's time to get up, otherwise breakfast will be cold."

"Ah! It's not even eight o'clock yet. Are you going to die?"

"Oh, then you can go back to sleep. I'll hang breakfast on your door."

With a mischievous smile on her face, Tang Feng hung the breakfast on her doorknob and turned to leave.

They had already walked far away and could still hear Qin Yanan's cursing voice.

He went home and took a shower first, then changed a set of clothes and went straight to the antique street.

Last night, I appraised the blue and white porcelain bowl for Qin Yanan, which also gave him a wake-up call.

This antique is indeed a good business to make a fortune. Now that he has a scanning system, no treasure can escape his eyes.

If you don't pick up a few leaks, it's simply a waste of resources.

Antique Street is not far from where he lives. It only takes ten minutes to walk there, which saves him money on taking a taxi.

Although it was very close, he had never been here before.

Because he knows that the water in this industry is very deep, and those who do not know the industry will only be slaughtered like fat pigs if they come in rashly.

The antique street is not very wide, only about seven or eight meters wide.

There are antique shops on both sides, and there are many scattered stalls on the street.

Although it is still early, the antique street is already very lively. Many people dressed very simply are squatting at various stalls and asking the stall owners for prices.

Tang Feng knew very well that even though these people were dressed inconspicuously, one of them might be a rich man with a net worth of hundreds of millions.

He knew nothing about antiques, so he squatted in a stall and turned on the scanning system.

Now the scanning system has been upgraded to level 2, and the scanning range has reached about two meters.

Once turned on, all item information within two meters in front of you will be displayed before your eyes.

I wonder what the range will be when you upgrade to lv3 and lv4?

Maybe once the scanning system is turned on, the entire street's item information will be displayed in front of him.

Thinking about that kind of scene is quite satisfying.

He put away his thoughts and began to focus on the stall.

But after scanning it, he was disappointed.

There are indeed good things inside, but the prices are very high, almost the same as the valuation given by the system.

It can be seen that this stall owner is very smart.

Seeing that there was nothing to pick up, he got up and moved to the next stall. The situation was still the same as before, and the prices for good things were very high.

This is understandable, after all, they are in this industry, and they know very well what is valuable.

Therefore, if you want to find someone out of this group of elites, you not only need to be strong enough, but also need opportunities.

But for him who has a system, there is no need for any chance, just like sweeping the street, just sweep them one by one.

He didn't believe that there was not even a single missing item in the entire antique street.

After changing six or seven stalls in a row, he finally encountered something good at a stall.

It was a jade toad the size of a palm. The carving work could only be described as average. If you didn't look carefully, you might not be able to recognize that it was a toad.

But what Tang Feng cared about was not the toad, but what was inside the toad.

"Gold nugget, about 200 grams, estimated value: 500,000..."

He first looked at the other objects as if nothing had happened, and then turned his attention to the jade toad.

"Boss, how do you sell this toad?"

The owner of this stall is a man in his forties. He has a pair of triangular eyes that move around. At first glance, he is a very shrewd person.

"Five..." Halfway through his words, he suddenly glanced at Tang Feng twice and retracted four of his five fingers, "One thousand!"

Tang Feng noticed his expression and suddenly sneered in his heart.

The stall owner obviously noticed that it was his first time here and deliberately tried to trick him.

Then let's see who is more skilled?

"A thousand? It's a bit expensive."

He hesitated immediately.