Reborn 10 years later: First, save 100 million Bitcoins

For a moment, Yan Wenshan spoke a few heartfelt words, offering kind advice.

He told Xiao Feng never to dabble in jade gambling without understanding it, and even revealed some of the tricks involved.

However… Yan Wenshan himself was scammed out of 1200 million yuan… and then he started advising Xiao Feng.

But it is precisely because Yan Wenshan has been tricked before that he needs to remind Xiao Feng.

After listening to Yan Wenshan's words, Xiao Feng seemed to have understood something.

No wonder the jade I bought for 10 yuan in my past life turned out to be worthless after it was opened!

Xiao Feng did have his doubts later, but after all, it was gambling on stones, and even if he found out later, calling the police wouldn't have helped.

Moreover... under those circumstances, Xiao Feng had no other choice but to gamble on stones.

But now that I think about it... maybe... it really was just an ordinary stone... it had absolutely nothing to do with jade, and the seller knew that perfectly well.

Maybe... just as Yan Wenshan said... it was just pulled out randomly from the mountain valley and mixed in with them.

and many more!

Xiao Feng suddenly realized... it's only July 31st today.

Even in his previous life... Xiao Feng only opened that stone later.

In other words... this stone... must still be there now.

Xiao Feng now has a clue from the entry, and he can confirm the stone through the information!

As long as we can find that stone... we can find the answer.

Let's see... was it just bad luck in my past life... or was I really just tricked?

If it was just bad luck... then Xiao Feng had nothing to say and naturally accepted it.

But if, as Yan Wenshan says, he was simply tricked, then this matter is not so simple.

"Brother Yan, I just heard you say... you're going to gamble on jade tomorrow, is that right?"

"Uh..." Yan Wenshan hesitated for a second, "I'm still considering it. I want to go but I don't really want to. But... Brother Xiao Feng, from what you're saying... do you want to go?"

"Hmm." Xiao Feng nodded. "I plan to go shopping tomorrow. I have nothing to do since I'm off work anyway, and I'm just curious."

"Alright then." Yan Wenshan immediately said, "I was a little hesitant at first, but since someone's going with me, I'll go too. I'll explain things to you while I'm at it, so you won't get scammed."

"However, there's one more thing," Yan Wenshan added, "You can look, but try not to buy anything, especially from the store I'm going to tomorrow. The prices are very high, and the risks are significant."

"I see."

And it was at this moment...

Li Zhinian walked over dejectedly.

"Hmph~" Li Zhinian huffed in a tone that was both disappointed and coquettish.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Feng immediately understood.

"What's wrong, young lady? Is there no leak that satisfies you?"

"Sigh." Li Zhinian sighed softly, pointing to the pile on the nearby stall: "I originally thought that pile would be cheaper, making it easier to find a bargain, but..."

"As a result, I picked out several... I just asked Poison Eye Dragon... and he said they were all modern imitations."

This greatly disappointed Li Zhinian... She couldn't even find a bargain worth 100 yuan.

What else could Xiao Feng say but offer a symbolic reassurance?

"Don't be discouraged, there might still be older ones, they just haven't been discovered yet."

"I don't think so." Li Zhinian bit her lip and muttered, "I feel like the oldest thing on this stall is that tattered cloth on the ground."

The Poison-Eyed Dragon nearby heard a very familiar phrase.

He thought to himself: Aren't these my words?

Xiao Feng couldn't possibly ignore Li Zhinian's disappointment.

Li Zhinian simply wanted to find a small bargain, even if it meant earning an extra 100 yuan.

That must be satisfied.

Xiao Feng also arrived at the stall where Li Zhinian had spent half a day browsing...

A piece of burlap, which looked quite old, was laid out on the stall.

And on this linen cloth... all sorts of small items are displayed.

They're all high-quality fakes.

Because the entire stall is divided into three sections.

The items in this area that can be dumped on the street... are naturally very cheap, and there aren't any good ones.

Xiao Feng also gave it a symbolic glance.

Although I don't understand, I can tell from their appearance that they are indeed high-quality replicas.

Otherwise, Li Zhinian wouldn't have made that comment: "The oldest thing on the whole stall is that tattered cloth lying at the bottom."

Even Li Zhinian can criticize it like this, so you can imagine... there really aren't any good products.

[Random entry: The linen cloth laid on the ground at the stall is double-layered, containing a piece of brocade from the Yuan Dynasty, used by the imperial family. This is the only one of its kind, and its current market price is between 400 million and 600 million, with some fluctuation.]

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Ouch I'm going!

When he saw the entry, even Xiao Feng almost lost his composure.

Money is indeed easy to make.

What's going on here?

Li Zhinian's words truly came true.

Sure enough... the old cloth laid at the bottom was the oldest.

And... this isn't about being old or not... but... there's more to it than meets the eye... the average price is equivalent to 500 million.

The so-called Yun brocade is the best of the four famous brocades.

It is not a painting in the true sense, but rather an embroidery made stitch by stitch from gold, silver, and copper threads, combined with long silk threads, silk fabrics, and feathers from various birds and animals.

This craft can be traced back to the Yuan Dynasty, and it was almost exclusively used by the royal family, making every inch of brocade worth its weight in gold.

The one in front of us is for royal use, and the sign indicates that there is only one of its kind.

It's hard to imagine... that such a piece of brocade would be hidden in the lining of an old piece of cloth at a street stall.

However, this situation is quite common in the antique world.

There are some special treasures... Under special circumstances, in order to make them easier to carry or to avoid attracting attention, they will indeed be hidden in various ways...

The tattered cloth in front of us... although it looks a bit old... it's only a dozen or so years old at most. It must have been sewn into it and hidden inside for some reason within the last dozen or so years.

Of course, none of this information is important; what matters is its price.

For a moment... even Xiao Feng almost couldn't hold back.

Calm.

calm.

Calm down again.

Xiao Feng suppressed his excitement.

That's a million!

I wonder how excited the young lady will be in a moment.

And... ever since that porcelain bowl... Li Zhinian has been constantly saying that she also wants to find a bargain.

It seems like Li Zhinian is really going to find it now.

Xiao Feng is an absolute doting husband.

Her brain was working at lightning speed... She wanted to pretend that Li Zhinian had picked up this amazing bargain herself.

Xiao Feng glanced at the items on the stall again without making a sound.

"You just mentioned that the oldest item on this stall is that tattered cloth lying at the bottom... Let's buy that tattered cloth then, it's your choice."

Xiao Feng was clearly saying that on purpose.

"..." Li Zhinian looked resentful and pretended to be angry: "Hmph, Xiao Feng, even you are making fun of me, aren't you? Making fun of me and playing such jokes."

Xiao Feng was indeed joking at that moment.

"So what? Didn't you want to find a bargain? We'll buy this rag for 5 yuan, then sell it back to the shopkeeper for 10 yuan. That way you'll make 5 yuan, isn't that the same as finding a bargain?"

"No, buddy, are you taking me for an idiot?" Song Liang, the stall owner next to him, couldn't help but say.

Song Liang was already a bit annoyed, but that silver coin... Xiao Feng made 150 million directly.

Song Liang was filled with regret; he should have taken it back and examined it more closely.

Now... Xiao Feng is even saying in front of Song Liang that he'll spend 5 yuan to buy this rag and then sell it to him for 10 yuan.

"What? Not selling?" Xiao Feng asked casually, but it sounded more like he was stirring things up.

Song Liang, who was already holding back his anger, couldn't hold back any longer and retorted loudly in a bad mood.

"Selling! 500! Want it or not?!"

"make a deal!"

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