Tomb Raider: I have a coffin-opening crit compensation!

Chapter 7 Street stalls are hard to find treasure, is this Wang Kaixuan? !
Early the next morning, Fang Ye opened his eyes dimly.

After sleeping on this cold floor all night, my back hurts all over my body, especially my waist, as if I am about to be overdrawn.

Fang Ye rubbed his forehead slightly, recalling what happened last night.

Good guy, I didn't expect that Xi Shi had been sleeping for so many years and still knew so much, which almost made Fang Ye a little overwhelmed.

Fortunately, in the end, Xi Shi's energy was almost exhausted, so she returned to the center of her eyebrows.

Fang Ye got a moment of respite, and fell asleep in a daze not long after entering the sage hour.

It seems that in the future, we should try our best to call Xi Shi out as little as possible. If the number of times is too many, his own body will not be able to hold it.

Under the blessing of the psychic body, Fang Ye slowly recovered after resting for a while.

After recovering, Fang Ye walked around the entire tomb carefully again, and found that there were no future relics before leaving and sealed the entrance.

……

When Fang Ye drove back, it was the busiest time for Panjiayuan.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Ye? How is it? How did you get yesterday?"

"That's right, as agreed, please brothers go to the big sword, is there a score?"

"Hahahaha, Xiao Yezi didn't turn around too much, it's a big urea bag!"

Vendors on both sides of the road joked that in their opinion, Fang Ye hadn't sold for a good price.

Otherwise, with Fang Ye's arrogant temper, he would have come out to show off a long time ago.

"Damn, isn't this just bad luck for a while, next time, next time, man, I promise to make a lot of money!"

Fang Ye replied in the tone of his original body, trying not to reveal any abnormalities.

Afterwards, Fang Ye seemed to have thought of something, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and he stepped forward, gently stroking the antiques in front of the vendors.

"Go, go, don't mess around, don't wait until you can't sell it!"

The street vendor named Dayang in front of him said to the annoyed Fang Ye.

"Hehehe, Uncle Yang, where did you babies come from? I also want to find a way out. I will definitely make more money than now by setting up a stall with Uncle Yang!"

Fang Ye said with a smile. At the same time, his hands kept touching the ancient objects on the booth.

Dayang glanced at Fang Ye, and the old god said.

"Hey, why do you suddenly want to set up a stall with your Uncle Yang? Didn't you look down on this kid the most before? Changed it?"

"Aren't you envious of how much Uncle Yang earns? If you have any tips, please share with us." Fang Ye continued to ask.

"Hey, there's no way to do it, but it's just to go to Wuyange and the others to buy some unwanted goods, bring them over and buy them, and deceive those who take advantage of it."

Dayang said with a snort.

"It's rare for you to get the hang of it. I'll explain it to you today. The most important thing about setting up a stall in Panjiayuan is to distinguish those who come to buy goods. First of all, you have to watch people!"

"From the point of view of clothing and temperament, if you are a rich guy who just came here and wants to seek excitement, then congratulations, you have found a boss. As for the others, forget it, don't waste your time."

"As for the purchase channel..."

Dayang wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by Fang Ye.

"Uncle Yang, it's too difficult to get to know people, I'd better just go to the grave." Fang Ye said with a smile.

He just touched all the antiquities in this stall, but he couldn't find a single treasure, and some of them were not even antiquities.

"You kid, you mean Uncle Yang just to make fun of it, right? Let me tell you, you're not too young, and you won't be in the grave for long after all, so you should honestly find a job!"

Dayang spoke to Fang Ye angrily, and Fang Ye just smiled and left the booth in front of Dayang regardless of Dayang's scolding behind him.

After leaving the booth in front of Dayang, Fang Ye still didn't believe in evil.

He went around almost every stall, but he still didn't find a single one.

What's even more outrageous is that there are almost no ancient relics in some stalls, and all of them are modern imitations.

It seems that those leaked stories are all fake, and I have searched all of them, but I just can't find anything.

It seems that those stories about picking up leaks are nothing more than the propaganda methods of these vendors. If they were so easy to pick up leaks, they would have been left by these vendors themselves.

How could it be someone else's turn.

Fang Ye put out his thoughts and prepared to go home and squander the billion to prepare for his next visit to the grave.

Now that there is a system, it must be a lot of open coffins, it is only one billion, and it can't be salted.

Just when Fang Ye was about to go back, he heard conversations around the corner.

"Brother, I didn't tell you that I can only pay you a maximum of three thousand for this thing."

"Just three thousand? This is an ancient jade handed down from my family. You want to take it for only three thousand? Do you really think you are fat and I don't understand the market?"

"Don't mind, brother, I've been negotiating with the seller for a long time. They said that your ancient jade is worth three thousand at most, and I even said a lot of good things."

"Tch, it's only three thousand, you're fooling me, I won't sell it!"

As soon as the words fell, a fat man in a jacket came out from the corner with an angry face, as if he had been cheated.

Behind him, a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks slowly walked out, still shouting at the fat man.

"Brother, there is righteousness in the sale and purchase. If it is not possible, shall I speak nice words to the seller?"

The fat man ignored him and walked straight towards Fang Ye.

"Get out of the way, Fatty doesn't want to get angry today."

Seeing Fang Ye standing in front of him, the fat man said angrily.

And Fang Ye looked at the fat man in front of him with a look of surprise, why did this fat man look so familiar?
"Brother, what do you want to sell, maybe I can help you take a look."

Hearing Fang Ye's words, the fat man's eyes on Fang Ye changed instantly. I'm afraid this person is not a liar, is he?
But thinking of what the man said just now, the fat man gritted his teeth and took out a piece of jade.

He didn't believe that man's words when a dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor. How could it be possible that his ancient jade was only 3000 yuan.

Anyway, I'm not very familiar with this, so I might as well show this person in front of me, look at this person's small body, the fat man thinks that he can easily subdue him, and he can't run away.

Fang Ye took the ancient jade from the fat man's hand, and a hot feeling came from the ancient jade instantly.

Wherever this heat went, Fang Ye could clearly feel the blood in his body boiling.

"What's your name? Where does this ancient jade come from? Can you still sell it?"

Hearing this, Fatty became excited. Could it be that his ancient jade is really a treasure?
Seeing this, he quickly smiled at Fang Ye and said, "My name is Wang Kaixuan, this ancient jade was left to me by my father, and I don't know what it is for, it's not that money is tight recently, so I'm selling it. "

Hearing Fatty's words, Fang Ye was stunned, what, this guy is Wang Kaixuan?
(End of this chapter)