My stall is a bit fierce

Zhao Zifeng turned his eyes indifferently, ignored the two of them, greeted Master Long, and then walked away.

Jiang Mei, on the other hand, looked at Zhao Zifeng's stern back with an unbelievable look on her face, feeling unwilling, stomping her feet angrily.

And Gao Xin didn't dare to speak out, after all, he just saw Master Long's attitude towards Zhao Zifeng respectful, how dare he offend him?
Here, Zhao Zifeng went to the bank to check the account, and it turned out that there was an extra 1000 million in the account, which made him very happy. His life goal was only [-] million before, but now he has [-] million.

Grandma's [-]th birthday will be in two days, and Zhao Zifeng didn't give grandma any decent gifts because he had no money, but this time is different, this time he must give a precious gift.

After happily walking out of the bank, Zhao Zifeng planned to go home. Passing by the pedestrian street where he set up his stalls, he could still see many hawkers still setting up stalls.

Zhao Zifeng glanced at it casually, and then his eyes fell on one of the stalls.

Stepping over, Zhao Zifeng looked down and saw this stall selling second-hand goods, and specially selected some second-hand goods for sale.

And what Zhao Zifeng took a fancy to was a tobacco rod on the booth. Although Zhao Zifeng was not very good at looking at antiques, he could tell that even though the tobacco rod was not an antique, it was still a good imitation.

"Boss, can you show me this cigarette stick?"

The boss casually handed the cigarette stick to Zhao Zifeng and said, "80 yuan."

Zhao Zifeng took the cigarette rod, it was not very heavy, it felt like it was made of copper and iron, although the material was casual, but the workmanship was very delicate, you can see that there are many patterns engraved on the cigarette rod, and there is a milky white color on the cigarette holder. The filter tip looks like jade but it is not jade.

"Boss, where did you get this product?" Zhao Zifeng took out 200 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the boss.

The boss's eyes lit up, he took the 200 yuan immediately, and nodded with a smile: "I picked this up at the second-hand wholesale market this morning. It is said that it is a real imitation, so it just looks like it."

"Do you still have this kind of tobacco rod?" Zhao Zifeng continued to ask.

The boss shook his head: "It's gone, I just picked up one of these things in the old market."

Zhao Zifeng bought the pipe, took a picture and sent it to Zhou Yishan, and called him soon after.

"Mr. Zhou, I just sent you the cigarette stick, do you think it's a good product?"

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Zhou shook his head and said with a smile: "Oh, little brother Zifeng, this cigarette can be seen as a street stall at a glance, do you still have to ask me?"

Of course Zhao Zifeng knew that it was a street stall, so he wanted to ask the origin of the tobacco rod if it was genuine.

"If this tobacco rod is genuine, it is quite valuable. It is a white-mouthed jade tobacco rod during the Republic of China."

"Oh?" Zhao Zifeng was taken aback, and quickly asked, "How much is that worth?"

"Um...about 2000 million, but this real product only exists in books."

Zhao Zifeng thought to himself that he would appear in the present world soon, and then laughed repeatedly: "Ah, that's it, thank you, Lao Zhou!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Zifeng held the cigarette stick with a confident smile on his lips.

After returning home, He Xiaoyu just took a shower, wearing a pajamas, exuding a faint fragrance all over her body.

Seeing Zhao Zifeng running in excitedly again, he rolled his eyes and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Zhao Zifeng shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "No, I just bought a cigarette stick."

He Xiaoyu frowned, walked over to look at the pipe, and sneered: "It's just like the pipe, why are you so excited?"

"Hey, I really don't understand, this is a special item for tomorrow's stall."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Zifeng looked at He Xiaoyu up and down, scratched the back of his head and said slightly: "Well...it will be my grandma's birthday in two days, can you accompany me back to the countryside?"

He Xiaoyu knew what Zhao Zifeng was up to as soon as he heard it, and said with a proud face on purpose: "Why should I accompany you back?"

"Eh..." Zhao Zifeng hesitated to speak, a blush appeared on his cheeks.

Seeing Zhao Zifeng's appearance, He Xiaoyu narrowed her red lips and took a deep breath: "Okay, I know what you're thinking, I'll just go with you!"

Zhao Zifeng immediately excitedly said: "Really? That's great!"

The excitement of this night made Zhao Zifeng unable to fall asleep for a long time, tossing and turning, his heart beat faster when he thought that he could reach the pinnacle of life so smoothly.

This excitement caused him to stay up all night, but early in the morning he was still full of energy, and headed to the pedestrian street with a bag of old accessories.

After so many days of setting up a stall, Zhao Zifeng's eloquence in selling things has improved a lot.

The pedestrian street in the early morning is bustling with people, and many stall owners take advantage of this early morning to sell some good goods at a low price, making small profits but quick turnover.

The same is true for Zhao Zifeng, first of all he put out the tobacco rods collected yesterday, and sat on a small wooden bench waiting to be distributed.

Not long after, an old woman came over, squinting her eyes at first, seeming to be a little concerned.

But Zhao Zifeng noticed the expression on the old woman's face, and immediately stood up, and moved his head towards her.

"Grandma, do you like this tobacco rod?"

Zhao Zifeng observed the cigarette teeth on the old woman's mouth, knew that she must be a smoker, and immediately started selling.

"Grandma, this tobacco rod is now imitated from the white-mouthed jade tobacco rod of the Republic of China!"

"Although it's not real, fake is better than real. The workmanship is so exquisite. Now that you like it, old lady, I'll sell it to you for 80 yuan!"

"If you miss my stall, there will be no more. The price of this imitation product is more than 80 yuan."

Zhao Zifeng babbled a series of non-stop words, so that the old woman couldn't help covering her mouth, and took the cigarette stick with her eyes wide open.

But there was only an ordinary cigarette stick in her hand, and the old lady looked somewhat disappointed, but she saw that the guy in front of her was so active in promoting sales early in the morning, and her life was quite difficult, so she slowly took out 100 yuan and handed it to him with a kind smile. Zhao Zifeng: "Okay, young man, I bought it."

After Zhao Zifeng collected the money, he got back 20 yuan from the old lady, and said with a smile, "Okay, thank you old lady, I wish you good health!"

"Haha, the young man is really good at talking." After finishing speaking, the old lady took the cigarette stick and left.

And Zhao Zifeng is waiting for the system to replenish at this time!
"Ding! A transaction completion record was detected, the object: the value of the White Mouth Jade Rod (now imitated) of the Republic of China has passed the value verification, and the system is automatically replenishing the stock..."

"Ding! The supplementary goods have arrived, please pay attention to check!"

Zhao Zifeng couldn't wait to take out the sack, and took out the restocked tobacco rod.

This genuine tobacco stem feels heavier to the touch. The white jade on the cigarette holder is slippery and feels warm to the touch. There are also many characters from the Republic of China period engraved on the tobacco stem.

Excited, Zhao Zifeng punched the air forcefully, this cigarette rod is worth 2000 million yuan!

Thinking about it, he wanted to call Zhou Yishan, but the moment he picked up the phone, he put it down and frowned, as if thinking of something.

"That's right! Grandma smokes too. Why don't you give this cigarette as a birthday gift to grandma?"