After being kicked out of the house, he pretended to be the founder of Xuanmen.

Lin Zhi stretched out five fingers, and the stall owner immediately rolled his eyes.

"Go, go, go! What kind of antiques can you buy for only 50 yuan?" The stall owner thought that a fat sheep had come, but he didn't expect that it wasn't even a mosquito leg.

"But, it's my classmate's birthday, and I want to choose two gifts for her." Lin Zhi said pitifully.

The stall owner pointed to the corner of the street and said impatiently: "There is a 2 yuan stall over there. Can you buy it there?"

"What about this? Is it okay?"

Lin Zhi pointed to a dirty azure porcelain plate on the stall, filled with copper coins.

"My classmate likes to practice calligraphy with calligraphy. It should be good for washing the brush. I can just wash it."

The stall owner took a look and realized, isn't this just for holding copper coins? When I was collecting rags, I didn't know where they came from, so I just used them to hold copper coins.

Forget it, the space of this thing is small, and it won’t be enough to install it in the future. Just sell it for a few bucks! Anyway, I made a profit.

"Okay!" The stall owner poured all the coins into the box, "Give me your 50 yuan."

"But is one piece too little? What is this? Black clay? I can make a clay sculpture for my classmates."

Lin Zhi asked the stall owner to use this as a topping. When the stall owner saw it, he didn't know when it was put on it.

But he was a shrewd man, so he picked it up and examined it in his hand.

It's hard and dirty, just a little bigger than Pai Gow. You can't tell what it is.

"Okay! I'll give it to you!" Since he couldn't tell, the stall owner threw it to Lin Zhi without any care.

Lin Zhi carefully took out a 50 note from her pocket and handed it to the stall owner. The stall owner quickly reached out to take it, but Lin Zhi looked like she was reluctant to part with it.

"Hey! 50 yuan is a lot. These two things don't require any capital, so 50 yuan is a waste."

After seeing Lin Zhi leave, the stall owner smiled.

50 yuan is not a small amount of money these days! How could he really not care?

The colleague on the side shook his head when he saw this, "You old boy can even lie to a baby, you are really nothing."

"Hey, dear, why don't you give her something from your stall? This is a voluntary transaction between you and me, and this is what I eat."

The stall owner was so angry that he was ready to close the stall and leave. Today's dinner is ready! Gotta go have a drink.

Lin Zhi took the things and did not check them immediately. She was very satisfied with the two objects here.

Scanning the stalls on the roadside again, Lin Zhi stopped in front of a small stall.

She picked through a pile of scrolls and took several to open and read.

"This is a landscape painting. It would be good to hang in the main room of my house." Until she got a landscape painting, Lin Zhi asked the stall owner.

"How much does this painting cost?"

"Little girl, you have really good taste. This is an authentic work of Tang Bohu, the most expensive treasure in my stall."

Lin Zhi suddenly sneered, "Boss, you are so boring! It is also stamped with the seal of the copying artist Su Tang.

Who is Su Tang? Do you know him? It was obviously copied by an unknown calligrapher and painter. "

The stall owner was a little annoyed. He had bad eyesight, so he didn't take a closer look.

"I thought it was a good copy and wanted to hang it in my main room. You're ready to open your mouth, so forget it."

Lin Zhi said that she was about to roll up the scroll, but the stall owner immediately stopped her, "Oh! Then tell me, how much do you want?"

"For the sake of good copying, I'll give you 20 yuan!"

"What? What are you doing? I took it as a genuine product. Even if it is not an authentic work of Tang Bohu, it still has some history! 20 yuan is not even enough for the fare."

Lin Zhi was speechless and immediately put down the scroll, "I only have 20 yuan left. Do you want to sell it or not?"

As she was about to leave, the stall owner quickly stopped her, "Oh! Don't leave! Just 20 yuan for 20 yuan!"

Such an obvious copying work can't be sold at a high price anyway. At least 20 yuan can be repaid.

I thought that the old farmer didn't know how precious the painting was. Even if it wasn't Tang Bohu's original work, it must be an antique, right?

When I received 15 yuan, he was still laughing! Unexpectedly, the clown turned out to be himself.

After Lin Zhi bought the painting, she then bought a jade ring from a stall nearby.

The boss who was selling paintings just now was speechless. Didn’t he say he only had 20 yuan?

He watched helplessly as the jade thumb ring next door that Lao Wang collected for 1 yuan was sold for 30 yuan, which was more expensive than his paintings.

That jade ring looks dull and dull, like a stone, and is worthless at all.

It can be seen that this little girl is full of lies, but she is actually more sophisticated than them.

It's just that his eyes are not good, and he wants any scrap metal.

The stall owner looked at Old Li Tou in the opposite stall with envy and jealousy, and sold a broken vase that had not been sold for a long time to the little girl.

50 yuan, actually asking for 50 yuan, how dare you? They were all broken like that, with several holes on the top of the bottle.

Lin Zhi was holding a bunch of things and couldn't take them anymore. Let's wait until next time!

Anyway, now that she has everything, she will let go of those things that are not too rich in profound energy for the time being.

I'll take care of all these things when I get back. Today's harvest is pretty good.

As soon as Lin Zhi returned home, she saw that the workers who moved the piano were planning to go back.

"Azhi is back? How was your class today?"

Yang Aihua was entertaining, and when he saw Lin Zhi, he asked with a smile on his face.

"It's okay. Is everything done in the factory?" Lin Zhi asked casually.

"It's almost done. We just need to find an auspicious day to open the business. Workers and sewing machines are already in place, and there is no shortage of people in several important positions."

Speaking of the factory, Yang Aihua was very excited.

Lin Liguo also said that after everything in the factory is on track, he will go south to purchase goods and look for sales channels.

Lin Zhi didn't care about this. If she had to take care of everything, it would be better to just use money to support them.

When she returned to the room, Lin Zhi placed everything on the table one by one and started looking at it.

The first thing I bought was a pen washer and the black mud that came along. These two items are the most rewarding items today.

The stall owner didn't have much eyesight and probably didn't know much about antiques. He couldn't recognize the real treasures, but Lin Zhi could definitely see it.

This azure glaze-washed porcelain should be a brush wash. It has the richest mysterious energy and has almost condensed into substance. It can be seen that its material is precious and its age is very old.

This needs to be cleaned up, it's really dirty. The accumulation of oil stains and dirt makes it almost impossible to see the original appearance.

Putting the brush down, Lin Zhi picked up the dark and greasy piece of black mud again.

If she read this correctly, it was actually an ink stick. This ink ingot is not big, but it is also full of profound energy.

Although the other three are not as good as these two, how could Lin Zhi let them go? These five items are already some of the most profound items on the stall today.

No matter how expensive things are, they are not as important as letting her absorb the profound energy.

She didn't even eat dinner. Lin Zhi just said she wasn't hungry and then started practicing.