Rebirth cut off from relatives, the whole family regrets it

The doctor said that he had been waiting for a long time.

Jiang Yi didn't know that He Qinmo had held a disciplinary meeting against him with the Chen family last night.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

After he got up, he saw that the allergic reaction in his body had almost subsided, so he checked out of the hospital.

After leaving the hospital, he found a small shop and thought about his future plans while eating breakfast.

First, he had to adjust his body as soon as possible.

His current body has been tortured for the past three years, and he has never eaten enough. He is too thin, otherwise even Zhang Qizhen, that waste, would not be able to suppress him easily.

He has to train his body as soon as possible and pick up all the skills that require physical support that he learned in other small worlds, so that he can take revenge faster.

Second, make money!

He only has over 14,000 yuan in savings now.

In the past three years, the Chen family only gave him 400 yuan a month for living expenses.

This amount of money is not enough to eat well in Dijing.

In the past, he wanted to please the Chen family, so he had been working part-time outside.

He used to buy gifts for the Chen family with the money he saved. Although the final destination of these gifts was the trash can, he never regretted it.

He just felt that it was his own problem that he didn't buy the gifts they liked.

And he has saved more than 10,000 yuan for more than half a year.

Because He Qinxue's birthday is coming soon, he can't afford other expensive gifts such as jewelry, so he wants to buy her a scarf.

But now... it's impossible to buy a scarf.

He wants to buy a hemp rope for He Qinxue to hang herself.

For Jiang Yi now, the most important thing is to give them the 100,000 yuan he spent in the Chen family in the past two years.

Once this money is paid back, he will no longer owe the Chen family anything.

With this in mind, Jiang Yi reviewed the skills he had learned before, and finally chose the most convenient way for him at this stage, and the way to make money quickly...

Today is the weekend.

The antique market is crowded with people, as lively as boiling water.

When Jiang Yi was in those small worlds before, if there was a choice, he would choose a world that was not much different from the current world, and there were even several small worlds that were exactly the same as this world.

In one life, he had learned about antiques from a big man who specialized in antiques since he was a child, so he knew everything about this aspect.

He had already trained a pair of fire eyes. It can be said that as long as it passed through his hands, the probability of him making mistakes was only 0.1%, or even lower.

Jiang Yi walked into the market and found that it was almost the same as the antique market he had visited in another world before.

It was a huge place, surrounded by various shops, and in the middle were small stalls.

The stall owners put the treasures on the ground, and customers walked and strolled. If they were interested, they would squat down to look and chat with the stall owners.

Most of the customers were middle-aged and elderly people, with some young people occasionally coming to join in the fun.

Jiang Yi had no goal, so he walked around slowly. After looking at two rows of stalls in a row, he didn't find any good treasures.

Most of them were fakes.

But antiques were like this, so he didn't get discouraged and continued to walk around.

Until he walked to the middle of the fourth row of stalls, he saw a stall surrounded by people, so he squeezed in.

But he didn't go in with the intention of joining in the fun.

Instead, he saw a wisp of purple air and black air entwined with each other in the crowd.

This kind of thing can only be seen by some people in the Xuanmen with some Taoism, let alone ordinary people, even ordinary people in the Xuanmen can hardly see it.

Generally speaking, people who can have purple air have great merits on their bodies, and it is difficult for evil spirits to approach.

But he actually had black air on his body, which proved that someone with deep Taoism used evil magic on him.

Jiang Yi squeezed in and took a look, and found the person he was looking for at a glance, an old man about seventy years old.

Jiang Yi looked at his face. It should have been a face of peace and longevity, but now the fate palace was slightly black.

The old man was holding a copper product and examining it carefully.

Jiang Yi looked around him and found that he was wearing a jade ring on his left thumb.

The material was extremely precious, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.

But this was only in the eyes of ordinary people.

In the eyes of a Xuanmen Tianshi like Jiang Yi, this jade ring was a poisonous thing that could not be touched!

The stall owner smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, your eyes are really poisonous. You can pick it out at a glance.

You have won the best treasure in my stall. Let me tell you, this belongs to a prince of the Ming Dynasty..."

The old man was very well-educated. He looked at the stall owner's eyes seriously. After listening to his introduction, he asked: "Little brother, you have said so much, but you haven't told me the price of this treasure..."

The stall owner talked about the rarity and hard-won of this thing, and finally quoted a price of 1.4 million with a smile.

The old man didn't say anything after hearing the price.

Jiang Yi suddenly laughed out loud.

The old man turned his head to look at Jiang Yi, and saw that he was just a teenager. He smiled and said: "Why are you laughing, little brother? You also think this price is too high, right?"

Just as Jiang Yi was about to speak, the stall owner became anxious.

"Go away, where did you come from, you little brat? If you don't want to buy, get out of here and don't disturb my business! "

Jiang Yi shrugged at the old man, saying that he could not help. Then he looked down at the stall at his feet, and his sight was attracted by a black bowl below.

He squatted down and picked up a plate next to the black bowl, and asked: "Boss, how much is this thing?"

"Can you afford it? Just ask here!" The stall owner looked at Jiang Yi's shabby outfit and said unhappily.

The old man frowned: "Boss, you are not honest to do business like this. The young man just asked about the price, and you have this attitude. If you are like this, I am afraid I will not dare to come to you in the future..."

As he said, he handed the treasure in his hand back: "Forget it, let me take another look. "

Jiang Yi was a little surprised that the old man would speak for him and wanted to give up the treasure he had seen.

He had already seen that the old man liked the treasure in his hand very much.

The stall owner did not take it, and said with a flattering face: "Mr. Zhou, don't, you are you, and this little brother is a little brother. You don't know that many children always come here during this period, asking questions, but in the end they don't buy anything, which always delays my serious business, so I am like this..."

Mr. Zhou looked at Jiang Yi: "Little brother, do you want to buy things honestly?"

Jiang Yi grinned: "Of course, otherwise why would I go through so much trouble to come here? "

Mr. Zhou also laughed and said to the stall owner: "Look, he really wants to buy things, and even if he doesn't buy, you can't treat a little brother like this when you open the door to do business..."

The stall owner saw that Mr. Zhou was determined to speak for this little brother today. Although he was a little unhappy, he still didn't want to let go of Mr. Zhou's cash cow.

After all, Mr. Zhou is a frequent visitor to their market, and he is very generous. It is said that he is a big man with a considerable background. If he offends him, it may be a problem whether he can continue to set up a stall in this market in the future.

Thinking of this, he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, Mr. Zhou is right. I was anxious and afraid of neglecting you, so I was a little anxious. Since Mr. Zhou doesn't mind, I will chat with this little brother."

As he said, he also squatted down: "Little brother, you just asked about this plate, right?"

Jiang Yi nodded: "Yes, how much is it? "

The stall owner thought about it, and seeing that Jiang Yi didn't have much money, he didn't bother to say more to him: "This is a treasure from the Qing Dynasty. If you really like it, you can take it for 5,000 yuan."

Jiang Yi frowned: "Five thousand?"

When the stall owner saw Jiang Yi like this, he knew that his guess was correct, but because Mr. Zhou was still there, he didn't dare to say anything harsh to Jiang Yi, and persuaded him: "Brother, the good things here are not cheap. If you want to buy for fun, you can go to the innermost row. They are all handicrafts, cheap and beautiful."

Jiang Yi smiled and didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he reached out and picked up the black bowl, gestured, and murmured: "These two things look good together..."

After that, he looked at the stall owner: "Boss, how much is this black bowl? "

The stall owner had no intention of wasting time with Jiang Yi any more. His mind was full of the 1.4 million yuan, so he wanted to use this small black bowl to establish a persona in front of Mr. Zhou. He waved his hand generously: "Little brother, I have been setting up a stall here for so many years. Seeing that you are young, uncle will not lie to you. This black bowl was picked up by my son outside. I put it out because I thought it looked good. If you buy this plate, uncle will give it to you, okay? But this plate is really indispensable. If you can accept it, pay for it. If not, uncle can't do anything about it."

Jiang Yi heard this, took the plate and looked around again, and then seemed to have made up his mind.

"Okay, uncle, then I will buy both of them. How do I pay?"

The stall owner was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that this kid would really pay 5,000 yuan for this broken thing!

You know, these two

He has been displaying this thing here for more than a year. Only two people have asked about this dish, but they were all scared away by the price he quoted.

And he only quoted 3,000 yuan at that time.

This kid actually spent five thousand yuan to buy these two. He was really lucky today!

After Jiang Yi paid, the stall owner happily helped him wrap the things and handed them to him.

Everyone was joking when they saw Jiang Yi pay the money.

"It's really incredible that today's children look so shabby, but they can actually spend 5,000 yuan to buy two shabby gadgets. If this were my son, I would have to break his legs!"

"That's right! If you dare to go to the antique market and enter the muddy waters without knowing anything, I'm afraid you'll cry in anger before long."

"Hey... I'm so young. If I don't study well in school, I have to run out to mess with this thing. I'm afraid it won't be long before I lose even my underpants."

Jiang Yi turned a deaf ear to the discussion, quietly withdrew from the crowd, and found a step behind to sit.

The stalls nearby already knew that Jiang Yi spent 5,000 yuan to buy a broken bowl and plate. They now regarded him as the God of Wealth and warmly invited him to visit their stall.

Jiang Yi refused one by one and sat on the steps waiting for the old man to complete his deal.

After a while, as the transaction was completed, Mr. Zhou turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly saw Jiang Yizheng looking directly at him, becoming even more curious about the young man.

He walked up to Jiang Yi, looked at the bag in his hand, and said seriously: "Young man, you are still young, just visit a place like this, but don't do anything in the future... Your parents make some money, It’s not easy either.”

Jiang Yi curled his lips and smiled: "It doesn't matter, I am an orphan."

Mr. Zhou choked, thinking that he mentioned the other party's sadness, and didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Zhou likes antiques very much?" Jiang Yi asked again.

Mr. Zhou nodded: "As I get older, I don't have any other hobbies..."

Jiang Yi thought for a moment, then took out the small black bowl from the bag beside him and handed it to Mr. Zhou: "Mr. Zhou, can you help me find out the age of this thing?"

Mr. Zhou was stunned. How old is a black bowl?

At most, it’s something that was released more than ten years ago.

Jiang Yi had lived so many lives, so he could naturally see what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything and just continued to hold the bowl.

Looking at his young face and clear eyes, Mr. Zhou couldn't say no, so he took the bowl.

He gave it a cursory look, then handed the bowl back.

"Little brother, this thing of yours is probably from recent years and not worth much."

Jiang Yi did not take the bowl, but looked intently into Mr. Zhou's eyes and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, take a closer look."

Mr. Zhou was startled when he heard this. Looking at Jiang Yi's determined eyes, something strange suddenly rose in his heart.

Could it be that he really punched him in the eye?

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhou picked up the bowl and read it again. This time, he even put on his reading glasses.

He took the bowl and looked at it over and over again, and suddenly found the paint peeling off the edge of the bowl as big as an ant, and then looked up at Jiang Yi in shock.

"What did Mr. Zhou see?" Jiang Yi's eyes were full of smiles.