Chapter 4: Poor Bastard, Get Away If You Can't Afford It!
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Ye Feng began thinking seriously after he had calmed down.
"Could it be that they were just rumours? Impossible! It's definitely on this antique street that the Marrow Cleansing Pill appeared. The grandfather and grandson who set up the stall have not yet arrived. Yes, that must be it!"
Ye Feng began to wait patiently.
He decided to stand guard here today. Nothing would stop him from getting his hands on the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
Meanwhile, Qiang Zi was smoking a cigar while wearing sunglasses in a corner.
He had his eyes fixed on Ye Feng.
"Brother Qiang, why do you think young master instructed us to keep an eye on this kid?"
"Look at his poor state; can he afford to buy antiques?"
"All the antiques here are fake."
"I don't get why the young master wanted us to steal the antiques he bought."
The little brother Ah Fatongyang on the side had also put on sunglasses and had a cigar in his mouth.
He mocked Ye Feng, dressed in rags.
The protagonist, dressed in rags, would only be looked down upon.
If the passerby doesn't mock the protagonist, how would he get the opportunity to face-slap them?
"That doesn't matter. Let's follow the young master's instructions and keep an eye on him."
"By the way, we need to devise a plan to humiliate this brat when the time comes."
Qiang Zi flashed a fierce smile.
He was going to vent his previous grievances against this brat.
While Ye Feng seemed sincere in front of Ling Tian, he always looked down his nose at them, the bodyguards.
Qiang Zi had been upset for a long time. If not for his Young Master's sake, Qiang Zi would have smacked him.
"Hehehe~"
Ah Fatongyang also had a fierce smile on his face.
It was soon afternoon.
In the antique street, Ye Feng strolled between shops without slacking off.
He could make more breakthroughs using the Marrow Cleansing Pill, after all.
"Damn it! Why haven't they arrived yet?" Ye Feng kept complaining to himself.
Nevertheless, he was able to locate the suspected victim soon enough.
An old man suddenly appeared, setting up a stall on top of a previously empty booth.
Next to him was a child who appeared to be playing a game on his phone.
Ye Feng carefully observed. He strolled to the stall, not believing that he might be mistaken.
"My antiques are genuine, young man. Take a look at them."
When Old Li Tau saw a young man walk over to his stall, he smiled wryly.
The most appealing thing to him was such a young, inexperienced man who was willing to try his luck and spend money.
Seeing the wealthy boy in front of him, Old Li Tau was eager to talk to him.
As for Ye Feng, he did not immediately respond to the old man but scrutinized the antiques.
"You definitely won't lose money by buying this antique bottle from the Song Dynasty, young man."
The old man smiled eagerly at Ye Feng, who was particularly interested in the bottle on his stall.
At this moment, Ye Feng was speechless. The old man was so pushy he wanted to slap him twice.
There was no doubt in his mind that the items in this stall were all fakes. The old man was taking him for a fool!
Despite this, Ye Feng suppressed his anger. After all, he wasn't interested in antiques but in Marrow Cleansing pills.
"How much do you charge for this bottle, boss?"
In this stall, there were several bottles. He had to buy all of them since he wasn't sure which one had the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
Still, he plans to ask for the price one bottle at a time. He doesn't have a lot of cash on hand, after all.
He feared that the old man would quote him a high price.
"This is an antique from the Ming Dynasty. I will not sell it for less than 100,000 yuan."
Moreover, the old man observed that Ye Feng appeared particularly interested in the bottle in his stall.
Seeing such a fat sheep, he had to be ruthless in slaughter, so he offered a hefty price.
Across the old man's face were the words, 'Buy it at this price or I won't sell it to you at all.'
'What a stinking old man!'
Ye Feng's face immediately turned black. It looked like he had eaten ten pounds of shite at this moment.
Suddenly, he felt like he was going to explode with anger. 200,000 yuan was all he had.
The price of a bottle was 100,000 yuan. There was more than one bottle he wanted to buy. He couldn't buy these fakes even if he had so much money!
He wouldn't even want this junk if it weren't for the Marrow Pill!
"This bottle of yours looks like a fake at first glance. Can you sell it to me for a lower price? How can this be from the Ming Dynasty?"
Ye Feng tried hard to suppress his anger, and he spoke to the old man.
"What? Are you questioning my character? I, Old Li Tau, have been in the antique street for decades, known as the "first brother of Antique Street. I never sell fakes!"
Old Li Tau's face was blue, filled with anger. The way he acted was also tough.
'You think I am any less than an actor?' Li Tau sneered inwardly.
It was clear to him that this kid treasured this antique.
Considering this, how could he sell it to him so cheaply?
"Phew."
Ye Feng took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
Yet his expression was full of anger, his eyes glaring fiercely at the old man in front of him.
Only people coming and going in the antique street prevented him from beating this old man. He was bullying way too much.
The old man wanted to sell him a bunch of fakes. But for the sake of the Marrow Cleansing Pills, he endured.
"What are you looking at?"
"Brat, you don't have any money, do you?"
"I knew you were a poor bastard!"
"Get out of my way if you can't afford it!"
"You're wasting your Grandpa Li's time staying here!"
Old Li Tau's eyes were filled with contempt. Yet seeing Ye Feng stare at him with such a fierce look, he was also startled. He felt as if some horrendous entity was watching him.
Nevertheless, this also made Old Li Tau very angry. It looked like this damn brat had no money and was causing trouble.
"Who said I didn't have any money?"
The angry look on Ye Feng's face intensified.
He hated being called a poor bastard by people.
The 200,000 yuan he earned in just a few days was relatively easy for a reborn person like him.
Old Li Tau saw Ye Feng dump the backpack on his back and unzip it in front of him.
Seeing the brat's arrogance, the old man also looked at the backpack.
What he didn't expect was that it was full of cash.
"Hahahaha, young man, you are full of surprises!"
"I knew you weren't an ordinary person long ago."
"It is your fate to own these treasures!"
"I was just excited before, don't mind it!"
A kind and pleasant smile appeared on old Li Tau's face in place of his original mocking and disdainful expression.
In a flash, he appeared to have become a worldly man, as if he sincerely appreciated Ye Feng.
He was also a very thick-skinned person.
Everything was fine as long as he got the money.
"Would you mind telling me how many bottles you want?"
Old Li Tau thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to sell Ye Feng at a lower price since Ye Feng had so much money.
"I'll give you this backpack with 200,000 yuan if you sell me these bottles."
His face was stifled, and he was too lazy to talk to the old man.
Grabbing the bottles from the old Li Tau's stall, Ye Feng walked away.
It was evident to Ye Feng that this old man was very greedy. It won't be much cheaper than now, even if he sells them cheap.
Ye Feng wanted to lure him with cash and buy all these bottles in one go.
If he had negotiated with him, the old man probably would have demanded more from him.
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