The Master Goes Down The Mountain: I Am Not A Son-In-Law

Feng Tianming felt that what Li Muchen said was a bit arrogant, but since he politely refused, he didn't force it, so he said:

"The second thing, I think Mr. Li seems to have a lot of research on antiques and jade. I often collect some strange stones and antiques. I want to ask Mr. Li to help me. The price is negotiable. In addition, I have some friends in southern Yunnan. , if Mr. Li is interested in gambling stones, we can go there to have fun together, and I will pay the capital, and we will get 50% of the money."

Li Muchen thought it was okay, so he said, "It's easy to say, you can arrange it, as long as I have time, I can do it."

He was going to make money to buy a house for Ding Xiang and Ma Shan.

"Okay, then it's settled." Feng Tianming raised his cup, "I'll serve tea instead of wine, and toast you to Mr.

After sitting in Feng Tianming's office for a while, Li Muchen and Ma Shan left.

Back in the trading floor, Li Muchen went straight to the booth selling bronze mirrors.

After some bargaining, he bought the broken ancient bronze mirror for three thousand five thousand.

Because it was a raw product and there was a lot of yin on it, Li Muchen didn't let Ma Shan hold it, but put it on himself.

He continued wandering the halls, trying to see if he could buy materials to restore the mirror.

Li Muchen didn't hold out much hope because the material was hard to find.

Mirrors can still be dug out of ancient tombs, but materials cannot, and the ancients would not use materials to accompany them in burial.

As a result, as he expected, there was no Law Weapon material at all.

But it was not without gains, he accidentally found a mysterious stone.

Xuanshi is a kind of ancient meteorite. After falling to the ground, it underwent geological changes, buried deep underground to absorb the essence of geothermal heat, and evolved over hundreds of millions of years.

Xuanshi is divided into upper, middle and lower grades.

This is a middle-grade profound stone, which cannot be compared with the high-grade profound stone in the warehouse of Tiandu Peak Wanxianzong, but it is also very rare.

Xuanshi has many uses, the most direct one is refining it into amulets or talismans.

Li Muchen thought, if he bought this black stone, he could just make a few amulets.

This stall is not a stone gambler who sells rough jadeite, but mainly strange stones and miscellaneous items, and the things are not expensive.

"Boss, how much is this stone?" Li Muchen squatted down and asked.

"Hey, young man, aren't you the one who opened a stone and made two hundred thousand just now?"

There was a lot of commotion just now, especially when Uncle Ming came forward, so many bosses in the venue went to watch the excitement.

"This piece...you're not here to pick up the leak again, are you?"

The boss was a little hesitant, holding the stone over and over in his hands, as if he was the buyer.

Li Muchen said: "I just like this stone, please make an offer."

"Then... 20,000."

When the boss asked the price, his eyes flickered, and there was cunning in his eyes.

Li Muchen knew that the boss was planning to kill him as a pig.

Although Xuanshi is also a meteorite, it has been buried underground for hundreds of millions of years. On the surface, it is no different from the stone itself on the earth. It is impossible to distinguish it with the naked eye. Even if it is detected by an instrument, it can only detect a slight radioactive anomaly. It can only be seen that it is a mysterious stone by induction of spiritual consciousness, or by placing it in a special magnetic field.

Looking at the stones placed next to it, the things here are obviously very cheap.

"One thousand." Li Muchen countered.

The boss almost jumped up, "Brother, you can really do it. I offered 20,000, and you pay 1,000?"

Li Muchen didn't speak, and Ma Shan said impatiently, "Just say whether you want to sell it or not."

"Add more, eight thousand!" The boss stretched out two fingers.

Ma Shan said: "You call one thousand to eight thousand a little more? We have agreed that one thousand will be one thousand. If we sell it or not, we can go."

"One thousand is too little, give me two thousand." The boss said.

Ma Shan made a gesture to leave, but Li Muchen stopped him and said, "Forget it, forget it, two thousand is two thousand."

The two performed a double reed, and Ma Shan was not addicted to the opera, so he took out money from his bag cursingly, ordered two thousand, and handed it to the boss.

Just as the boss took the money, he suddenly heard someone say:

"Wait a minute, I bought this stone."

The three looked up at the same time, and saw a small man coming over, pointing to the stone and saying, "I'll pay 10,000."

The boss smiled when he heard the price, and wanted to return Ma Shan's 2,000 yuan.

Ma Shan said angrily, "Why, do you want to go back on your word?"

The boss said: "The price is 10,000!"

"I have no regrets about the bid! We paid all the money, but if you dare to go back on your word, I will ruin your business." Ma Shan's eyes widened, showing a fierce look.

Although the boss was unwilling, he was also a little afraid of Ma Shan, and he had no regrets about bidding, which was indeed the rule in the venue.

He looked at the little man: "Boss, do you want to look at other stones?"

"No, I want this one." The little man's accent was heavy, and he sounded like someone from the Lingnan area, "Well, I'll pay 50,000."

The boss is stupid.

fifty thousand?

Originally, he had lost 8,000, but he admitted it, but he lost 48,000, which no one could bear.

He looked at Ma Shan and said, "Brother, it's not that I regret it. He offered 50,000, or you can add some."

Ma Shan is an old man, knowing that under such circumstances, once the price is increased, it will be endless.

"Impossible! I gave you all the money. If you want to go back on your word, there is no way."

Their quarrel attracted a crowd of people to watch.

"Yeah, this stone, fifty thousand? I think it's entrusted."

"No way, Uncle Ming is looking for a trustee in his place, and I don't want to mess around."

Li Muchen's attention was all on the little man.

Being able to pay 50,000 yuan should be because he knows the value of the mysterious stone, and this person has a sinister aura, and he is probably a cultivator who practices some kind of feminine magic.

The little man glanced at Li Muchen and said, "Give me the stones, and I can give you another 50,000."

These words made the people next to me explode.

Grass, what kind of stone is this, worth a hundred thousand?

This man is not stupid, is he?

No, you didn't see that the two young men also wanted to buy it. You didn't see it. Just now, they opened a stone for 500 yuan and made 200,000 yuan.

real or fake? But this piece is not jade.

There was a lot of discussion.

The owner of the stone seller was very happy, "Look, he is not my trustee. Young man, sell the stone to him, I will get 50,000, and you will earn 50,000, everyone is happy!"

Ma Shan also thought it was a good idea, but he was not sure how much the stone was worth, so he looked at Li Muchen.

Li Muchen shook his head: "I don't take advantage of people."

Ma Shan understood as soon as he heard it, and said: "My brother said, don't take advantage of others, we will fix this stone."

Now the boss stopped doing it and scolded: "Hey, you two really don't know what's good and what's wrong. That's fine, I won't sell you things. I'll return the money to you. You can go buy it elsewhere."

Ma Shan was also angry, grabbed the boss by the collar, and said angrily, "Who are you scolding?"

"You...do you still dare to beat someone?" The boss yelled, "Beat someone! Beat someone!"

A few security personnel appeared out of nowhere and shouted loudly: "Stop! Let me see who dares to hit someone here."

He stared at Ma Shan covetously.

Ma Shan was not afraid, and still did not let go.

Suddenly someone said: "Uncle Ming is here."

Feng Tianming walked into the crowd and asked calmly, "What's going on?"

Only then did Ma Shan let go, and said, "Uncle Ming, this man is not honest, we bought something, and he will go back on his word."

Seeing Uncle Ming coming, the boss was a little flustered, and explained: "Uncle Ming, it's not that I don't want to sell, we just negotiated the price, but the deal hasn't been completed yet. They bid two thousand, and someone offered one hundred thousand, how do you think I'll sell it? "

After listening to Uncle Ming, he glanced at the little man and said, "This friend has a very ugly face. I wonder which old friend brought it here?"

"Second Master Feng, he was brought in by me." The crowd parted, a man in his thirties, a little rich, with a pipe in his mouth, "Second Master Feng, won't you not welcome him?"

When Feng Tianming saw the person coming, he laughed and said, "So it's Mr. Cha, Mr. Zha's friend, how could I not welcome you?"

Someone in the crowd whispered:

"This is Zha Minghui, the young master of the Cha family. I didn't expect to see him here."

"Which Cha family?"

"Hey, you don't even know about the Cha family in Haicheng, and you're still out to mess around!"