Chapter 12

Yang Kang was so confused by the old man's twisted logic that his mind couldn't quite wrap around it, while He Yanrong was already laughing with her eyes and brows curved.

"Alright, whatever you say, it is what it is," Yang Kang felt that he couldn't argue with this old man, so he said, "Even if you tell me now that this thing is your statue, I can only admit it."

He Yanrong had been barely holding back her laughter, even when she did laugh, it was very restrained. At this moment, she couldn't hold it in any longer, sat down on a nearby stone, and laughed until tears streamed down her face.

"Thirty thousand yuan!" The old man glared at Yang Kang, dissatisfied, "You're not a good person, kid."

"Three thousand yuan!" Yang Kang couldn't help but glare back, "Do you think you're a good person?"

"Damn, get lost, kid. Three thousand yuan? You have the nerve to say that." The old man scolded, "You should break into my house at midnight."

"If I were to break into your house at midnight, I wouldn't give you three thousand yuan." Yang Kang didn't care at all, smiling, "I'd break in and not pay you three thousand yuan to fix the lock. That's not my responsibility."

He Yanrong, who had just managed to stop laughing, couldn't help but laugh again. She felt that she had never laughed so happily in her life.

"Little brother, if you really want it, don't haggle so much," the old man sighed.

"Old man, I really want it, but you keep talking nonsense," Yang Kang shook his head, "A good turtle, with two horns pretending to be a relative of a dragon, I can accept that, but don't make it compete with a pixiu, or the pixiu will be unemployed."

"Alright, alright, eight thousand yuan, no less," the old man said.

Yang Kang thought for a moment. Eight thousand yuan didn't seem expensive, but the problem was that he knew about antiques. Originally, he couldn't determine their authenticity, but now, with the Taiyin Treasure Mirror, he could easily identify the real from the fake. He could clearly see what this thing originally was, without being at a loss.

However, he was at a loss with this little turtle. He couldn't figure out what material it was made of, or why it was valuable, or why it emitted such a strong aura of spiritual energy.

The material of this little turtle looked like bronze, but it had the luster of certain jade, appearing somewhat translucent, like metal but also somewhat like jade.

"Three thousand yuan!" Yang Kang gritted his teeth.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then said, "Alright, take it. You're too stingy, kid." As he spoke, he picked up an old newspaper, wrapped the little turtle, and put it in a black plastic bag, handing it to Yang Kang, "Money and goods exchanged at the same time!"

"Xiaokang, what are you buying this for?" At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyue and Jiang Yan walked over. Seeing Yang Kang buy this little turtle that didn't seem to have any value, they were both very surprised.

"It looks fun, I'll play with it at home," Yang Kang said casually. As he spoke, he took out his bank card and looked at the old man, "How do we transact? I don't have that much cash."

"Damn, can't you carry some cash when you go out? Who do you think you are?" The old man scolded, "Three thousand yuan, and I have to pay the commission and handling fees, that's too much." As he spoke, he called over a server from Langyuan to let Yang Kang pay by card.

He Yanrong quietly told Yang Kang that if there was no cash and direct transfer wasn't possible, transactions at Langyuan could be made by card, with a small commission and handling fee.

At this moment, the server seemed busy, responding from a distance but not coming over immediately.

"Little Prince!" Someone called softly. Yang Kang was taken aback and turned around to see Wang Qiying.

"You want to buy something?" Wang Qiying looked at Yang Kang and asked.

Yang Kang turned away, ignoring him. He really didn't know what to say to this person. Wang Qiying wasn't particularly bad, and he didn't have the usual spoiled habits of a rich kid. He was usually gentle and polite, but... he had some special hobbies.

Originally, this was his private matter. If he didn't provoke him, they wouldn't have any connection. But he liked to provoke him.

"How much?" Wang Qiying asked again, but this time, he wasn't asking Yang Kang, but the old man selling the goods.

"What are you doing?" Yang Kang suddenly felt something was wrong and hurriedly said, "You can't just grab it, that's against the rules."

"I'm not as despicable as you think, okay?" Wang Qiying was taken aback, took out his wallet, counted out thirty red bills, and handed them directly to the old man.

"I don't want your money!" Yang Kang shook his head and didn't reach out to take it.

"Your July salary!" Wang Qiying said, "You left in a hurry, and the finance department didn't have time to settle your salary. This is your earned income, not a gift from me. I'll go to the pawn shop tomorrow and tell the finance department that you've already received your salary."

Yang Kang suddenly found it funny. July? He had only worked for four and a half days, with a monthly salary of three thousand yuan, averaging about one hundred yuan per day. Why would it be three thousand?

"Mr. Wang, don't joke around." Yang Kang still shook his head. He just couldn't understand what Wang Qiying was up to.

"Give it to me!" The old man, seeing this, hurriedly took the three thousand yuan from Wang Qiying, counted it, and stuffed it in his pocket. Then he handed the little turtle to Yang Kang, adding, "Money and goods exchanged, saved me the commission."

Yang Kang almost wanted to curse. This old man, he wasn't going to pay?

"I'll bring the money to you tomorrow." Yang Kang said.

"Alright! Whatever you say." Wang Qiying nodded, then deliberately looked at Jiang Yan and said, "Yang Kang, you've been on leave for a few days. The pawn shop is busy lately. Why don't you come back to work tomorrow?"

"No, I don't want to work there anymore." Yang Kang said. The pawn shop wasn't bad, but with Wang Qiying around, he felt uncomfortable. It wasn't that he lacked grace. If they had argued over something else, it would have been fine. Now, Wang Qiying was essentially lowering his face and indirectly apologizing to him.

But thinking about Wang Qiying's hobbies made his skin crawl. Forget it, better to stay away from him.

"Ha... ha..." He Yanrong really couldn't understand the relationship between Yang Kang and Wang Qiying. She didn't know Yang Kang, but she knew Wang Qiying.

The Wang family was wealthy and powerful in Jinling, with a large business spanning various fields. Wang Qiying was known in their circle as a spoiled rich kid, proud and arrogant, tall and handsome, and had been pursued by many young girls, which only made him more arrogant.