Chapter 10

"Is this the little gadget you were talking about?"

In the shop, Zhang Sicheng looked at the items Yang Feng had placed on the table and drew in a sharp breath. In front of him were a few items: a fist-sized piece of uncarved jade, over ten ancient coins with rust stains, and several pieces of gold. Although Zhang Sicheng didn't know much about antiques, he was still shocked by these items.

After looking at them for a while, he asked again, "Young Brother Yang, are these things really what you got?"

"Of course, what did you think?" Yang Feng replied impatiently.

"Hey, you seem to have a bigger temper after a few days apart." Zhang Sicheng laughed.

"Can it not grow?"

Yang Feng's face showed a hint of a bitter smile, but he didn't say anything. Although in the novels he read, people who traveled back in time were always incredibly awesome, with a burst of aura attracting followers from all directions and women crying to throw themselves into their arms, his few days in an unnamed small village taught him a lesson. If he didn't have that ancient bronze mirror that could help him travel back and forth, he would probably have starved to death in some corner by now.

Even with the ability to travel freely, the loneliness and fear that came with being in another time and space still accompanied him constantly. If it weren't for making money, who would want to go to a place where they didn't know anyone, with no computers, TVs, or internet?

Seeing that Yang Feng didn't seem to want to talk, Zhang Sicheng wasn't angry. He thought for a moment and said, "To be honest, I don't know much about this field either, but I have some friends who are quite interested in these things. Let me make a call and see if they have time to come over and take a look, to give you an appraisal. What do you think?"

"Of course, that would be great!" Yang Feng was overjoyed. Before he got these items, he had been dreaming about how to bring them from the Ming Dynasty to the present, but once he had them, the problem of how to sell them became a big issue. After all, gold, jade, and antiques are not like cabbages that can be sold on the street. To the right person, they are worth a fortune, but to the wrong person, they are worthless.

The people who could afford antiques and jade were all wealthy, and due to his previous status, Yang Feng had almost exclusively interacted with ordinary people at the bottom of society, none of whom could afford such items. So, the problem of how to sell them became an issue, which is why he immediately sought out Zhang Sicheng, who was the wealthiest person he knew. As expected, Zhang Sicheng solved the problem with a single phone call.

After Zhang Sicheng made the call, about half an hour later, a BMW and an Audi A6 drove into the Chaoyang market and stopped in front of Zhang Sicheng's shop. A man in his forties with a muscular build and a bald head, and a man in his fifties with a slender build, got out of the cars. The bald man immediately shouted, "Zhang Sicheng, you've been holed up in this corner for three years, and today is the first time you've called us over. Are you planning to make a comeback?"

Zhang Sicheng glared at the bald man, "Old Huang, can you stop teasing me? I didn't call you here to chat." He then turned to Yang Feng and waved him over, "Little Yang, come over. I'll introduce you to two friends. This bald man is the owner of Nanjing Huiguang Pharmaceutical, Huang Tianyao. The one standing next to him is the famous Nanjing collector, Mr. Guteng Qing. Gentlemen, this young man is a rather interesting friend of mine, Yang Feng."

"Hello, Mr. Huang, hello, Mr. Gu!" Yang Feng stepped forward and extended his hand to them.

"Hello, Young Mr. Yang!"

Seeing Yang Feng's extended hand, both men smiled and shook his hand, politely praising him as a young and talented man. However, Yang Feng, who had been in the business for many years, could tell that they were just being polite out of respect for Zhang Sicheng, and he wouldn't be foolish enough to take it seriously.

Zhang Sicheng naturally saw their actions but didn't say anything. After they finished shaking hands, he smiled and said, "Old Huang, Old Gu, I called you here today because Little Yang has brought a few items and wants my help to sell them. As you know, I'm not very knowledgeable about these things, so I called you to help Little Yang evaluate them."

"Oh... that's quite unusual. I'll have to take a good look at the antiques you introduced, Old Zhang." Huang Tianyao laughed and walked into the shop.

In the middle of Zhang Sicheng's shop was a large round table. In the center was a set of tea ware, and next to it was a layer of velvet cloth, on which were the antiques Yang Feng had brought.

"Haha... Young Mr. Yang, these are the items you..."

Huang Tianyao stopped mid-sentence, staring at the items on the table for several seconds. Suddenly, he quickened his pace and reached out toward the table.

"Wait..."

A hurried voice suddenly sounded from behind, and it was Guteng Qing, who had been calm since entering the shop. He quickly stepped forward, glared at Huang Tianyao, and scolded him, "Old Huang, although you're not in our line of work, you've been playing with antiques for many years. How can you not know the basic rules?"

"Uh... right, right, I was indeed confused!" Huang Tianyao was taken aback, then suddenly realized and patted his head. He took a pair of white thin gloves from his pocket, put them on, and then reached out to carefully examine the ancient coins on the table. Guteng Qing, who was standing nearby, also picked up the fist-sized piece of jade, carefully examining it while touching it. Sometimes they would look at the items in the sunlight for almost half an hour before Guteng Qing nodded and said, "Not bad, these ancient coins and this piece of jade are quite good, worth investing in!"

Yang Feng, who had been watching with growing anticipation, interjected, "Old Gu, what about the gold over there, aren't you going to look at it?"

This time, Guteng Qing's gaze and expression toward Yang Feng were less formal and more friendly. He smiled and said, "We don't need to look at the gold. Its value can be estimated at a glance, based on its purity. The market price is what it is, and there's no need for such a detailed inspection. Actually, among these items, the ancient coins and the jade are the most valuable."

"Old Gu, can you tell us how much these items are worth?" Zhang Sicheng spoke up, voicing what Yang Feng was most eager to know.

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