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The next morning ca early.
After Li Xiaoyao and his daughter, Zhang ng, finished breakfast, they left the house.
Zhang ng had already renovated the shop inside and out, with the style completely tailored to her own tastes.
Classical elegance combined with an imposing presence that did not lack Spiritual Energy.
As Li Xiaoyao entered the shop, that rich Spiritual Energy appeared once more.
Li Xiaoyao carefully sensed it and discovered that the shop indeed possessed an extrely thick presence of Spiritual Energy, which seed to be emanating from underground.
Li Xiaoyao released his intention, which gathered into a line and burrowed into the ground.
A dozen seconds later, the Spiritual Energy moved through several hundreds of ters of earth until suddenly, Li Xiaoyao’s horizons broadened dramatically, revealing a resplendent green within his sea of consciousness.
"What is this!"
"Spirit Stones! All of them are Spirit Stones!"
Li Xiaoyao watched the scene before him in shock. Despite his usually calm disposition, he was now astonished beyond words.
As his intention spread out, Li Xiaoyao discovered with horror that for about three kiloters all around, there were Spirit Stones.
"It must be a Spirit Stone Vein. Who would have thought that beneath Ling City lay such a vast expanse of a Spirit Stone Vein."
Li Xiaoyao was overjoyed, for although he possessed an incredible System, all the items within required Spirit Stones for purchase. Li Xiaoyao had no source of Spirit Stones, but now, he no longer had to worry about them.
This three-kiloter radius of Spirit Stone Vein was more than enough for Li Xiaoyao to spend lavishly.
Perhaps Li Xiaoyao couldn’t afford so of the top-tier spells and Pill dicines in the System, but for the common ones, he could buy them without even blinking an eye.
"Xiaoyao Brother, Xiaoyao Brother."
When Li Xiaoyao opened his eyes, he saw Zhang ng looking at him worriedly. Suppressing the thrill in his heart, he smiled at her and said, "What’s wrong?"
Zhang ng pouted and said, "Xiaoyao Brother, were you too tired last night? Are you feeling exhausted?"
Li Xiaoyao was startled, then laughed and lightly smacked her buttocks, saying, "You little rascal, are you questioning Xiaoyao Brother’s stamina?"
Zhang ng said, "Xiaoyao Brother, the shop has been renovated, but, what should we sell?"
Li Xiaoyao stroked his chin and said, "Co, follow ."
"Where to?"
Li Xiaoyao responded, "To hunt for so antiques to sell."
"Huh?" Zhang ng looked confused.
Li Xiaoyao grabbed her hand and walked out onto the street. As they moved, he released his intent, covering the entire street of antiques.
Following by his side, Zhang ng felt sowhat speechless. Could it be that Xiaoyao Brother planned to haphazardly gather so items from the roadside to sell at the shop?
That seed a bit too childlike, didn’t it?
She was unaware of the Divine Skills like intent that Li Xiaoyao possessed.
Even the most professional antique appraisal experts sotis made mistakes, but such a situation was absolutely impossible for Li Xiaoyao.
Soon, Li Xiaoyao sensed a trace of Spiritual Energy.
Antiques all have history, and ordinary people can only judge whether an item is genuine based on its characteristics and patina.
But Li Xiaoyao did not need such troubleso thods; he only needed to sense if an antique possessed Spiritual Energy.
If there was Spiritual Energy, it was definitely a genuine piece.
Li Xiaoyao walked up to a street stall and crouched down, his gaze fixed on a Tang Sancai glazed horse sculpture.
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"How much for this?"
The stall owner said, "50,000."
"That’s too expensive," Li Xiaoyao said. "I’ll take it for 2,000."
The corner of the stall owner’s mouth twitched as he said, "You can’t haggle like that, buddy. If you really want it, give a serious offer."
Li Xiaoyao laughed, "I haven’t seen you set prices like that either. If you’re serious about selling, give a serious price."
The stall owner’s eyes swiveled as he said, "20,000, take it if you really want it. I definitely can’t sell it for less."
"Done," Li Xiaoyao agreed readily, then turned to Zhang ng, who was standing beside him speechless, and said, "ng ng, transfer the money to him."
"Huh?" Zhang ng’s face was a picture of confusion as she said, "Brother Xiaoyao, you’re buying it just like that?"
"Yeah, it’s not expensive anyway. Who cares if it’s real or fake, as long as it looks good back at ho," Li Xiaoyao said casually. Of course, he couldn’t say that he was sure it was a genuine piece. Otherwise, if the stall owner heard, he would definitely jack up the price.
Zhang ng pursed her lips, reluctantly transferring the money to the stall owner.
Li Xiaoyao, holding the Tang Sancai, continued walking forward, with Zhang ng pouting as she followed behind.
Li Xiaoyao looked back and seeing her expression, couldn’t help but laugh, "Your pout could hang an oil bottle."
Feeling aggrieved, Zhang ng said, "Brother Xiaoyao, did you open this shop just to amuse ?"
"Huh?" Li Xiaoyao was stunned, not grasping her aning at first.
Zhang ng looked at the Tang Sancai in his hands and said, "Who buys antiques like you do, without even looking closely and just buys them? Moreover, none of the things on these street stalls can be real."
Li Xiaoyao suddenly understood; the girl was upset about this.
Li Xiaoyao stroked her hair and said, "ng ng, do you think Brother Xiaoyao just buys things casually to use as decorations to entertain you?"
Zhang ng did not speak, but her facial expression told Li Xiaoyao that this was exactly what she was thinking.
Li Xiaoyao weighed the Tang Sancai in his hand and said, "This Tang Sancai is real. Brother Xiaoyao is no fool; I wouldn’t spend 20,000 yuan on a fake."
"Brother Xiaoyao, you’re lying to again." Zhang ng still didn’t believe him and said, "Brother Xiaoyao, I’ve seen your resu. You didn’t study archaeology. How could you possibly know how to authenticate antiques?"
Li Xiaoyao didn’t know how to explain, so he simply said, "Let’s do this: we buy first and later, we’ll take these items to other shops to get them authenticated. Then you’ll know whether Brother Xiaoyao is lying to you."
Seeing Li Xiaoyao say this, Zhang ng couldn’t object any further. She could only continue following behind Li Xiaoyao, treasure hunting through the streets.
After wandering for an hour, Li Xiaoyao carried a snakeskin bag, which was filled with the treasures they had found in that hour.
In total, they had spent 270,000 yuan and bought about forty antiques.
Li Xiaoyao, shouldering the snakeskin bag, said to Zhang ng, "Ask around for a capable master in this street. We’ll go there for the authentication and let you be thoroughly convinced by Brother Xiaoyao’s skills."
Even though Li Xiaoyao said that, Zhang ng was still skeptical.
Even the most professional antique appraisal experts couldn’t guarantee that every single antique they bought was genuine.
Zhang ng said, "There’s a shop called Treasure Pavilion up ahead. The owner is said to be quite formidable."
"Good, let’s go check it out then," Li Xiaoyao said, carrying the snakeskin bag and leading Zhang ng to the Treasure Pavilion.
A few minutes later, the two arrived at the Treasure Pavilion.
There weren’t many people inside the Treasure Pavilion, only about four or five, but each of them had a distinguished air, clearly wealthy or noble.
By contrast, Li Xiaoyao and Zhang ng, with their snakeskin bag, seed sowhat out of place.
As soon as Li Xiaoyao entered, he attracted the attention of several people.
More precisely, it was the Tang Sancai horse in Li Xiaoyao’s arms that caught the attention of those people.
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