I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

At the entrance of the scrap yard.

After Boss Ma was taken away, only cardboard boxes and a few bags of plastic bottles remained in the yard.

He Chuan looked at the empty recycling station with a complicated expression.

"Dear viewers, due to Mr. Ma's alleged use of a faulty scale, today's scheduled career experience is temporarily suspended."

Zhao Lei peeks out from the split screen.

"Teacher He, so Sister Mi and the others are off work today?"

He Chuan looked towards the director.

The director looked at the plainclothes officers arranged by Qin Zheng.

The plainclothes officer didn't say anything.

The director swallowed hard.

Now, the production team has to consider the police's attitude before making any decisions.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"Family-themed variety shows have finally become mere appendages to legal programs."

"Boss Ma: I thought I was cheating on the scales, but I never expected to appear on CCTV's legal channel."

"Shen Ling'er used up all her career points again today."

Yang Mi looked down at Shen Ling'er.

"Ling'er, our mission is finished for today. Shall we go back?"

Shen Ling'er looked at the pile of cardboard boxes, her eyes darting around.

Yang Mi's heart skipped a beat.

When this girl rolls her eyes, someone is usually going to be in trouble.

Shen Ling'er raised her hand.

"uncle."

He Chuan lowered his head.

"What's wrong?"

"The scrap yard is gone, but we can collect the scrap ourselves."

He Chuan was taken aback.

"You'll collect it yourself?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"My dad said, instead of waiting for others to feed you, you should find your own pot to cook for you."

Zhao Lei shouted from afar.

"Mr. Shen's quotes have been updated again!"

Yang Mi squatted down.

Where are you going to collect it?

Shen Ling'er pointed to the distance.

"In the village."

He Chuan hesitated.

"But we don't have the qualifications to recycle."

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"You need a license to collect cardboard, but not to collect old items."

He Chuan's eyelids twitched.

"What old stuff?"

Shen Ling'er had her hands behind her back.

"Silver dollars."

The scene was silent for two seconds.

The barrage of comments exploded first.

"???"

"From collecting scrap metal to collecting silver dollars?"

"This isn't a career experience, it's more like finding a hidden gem in the antique market!"

"But there are more counterfeit silver dollars than real ones!"

"Can Ling'er tell the difference between the real and the fake? Don't get tricked."

Hearing the commotion, Lin Jia immediately came over.

"Sister Mi, isn't this too risky?"

Her tone wasn't harsh this time.

I am genuinely worried.

"The silver dollar market is very murky."

"Many of the things that elderly people have may not be genuine."

"If I buy the wrong thing, all the money I made in the past few days will be lost."

Chen Doudou peeked out from behind her.

Will Ling'er be deceived?

Shen Ling'er glanced at him.

"You will."

Chen Doudou nodded.

"Then I won't buy it."

Lin Jia: "..."

This child's self-assessment is becoming more and more accurate.

Yang Mi looked at Shen Ling'er.

"Ling'er, are you sure?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Mom, I'll only spend a little money."

"How many?"

"Within five hundred."

Yang Mi thought for a moment.

According to the program's rules, previously earned money can be used.

Even if I lose money, I can still afford it if it's under 500.

She nodded.

"Okay, but we can't take advantage of the elderly."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"My dad said it's okay to find bargains, but it's not okay to cheat people."

He Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

This finally sounds like normal education.

Half an hour later.

The production crew's convoy arrived at Baishui Village, which is nearby.

There is an old locust tree at the entrance of the village.

Several elderly people sat under the tree, some playing chess, others basking in the sun.

Shen Ling'er jumped out of the car and walked to the tree.

"Grandpa and Grandma, we're accepting old silver dollars."

An old lady in a blue cotton shirt was delighted.

"Little one, do you know what a silver dollar looks like?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Round."

The old lady laughed out loud.

The old man next to him also laughed.

"Whose child is this? They're quite interesting."

He Chuan quickly introduced himself.

"We are the production team, and today we are experiencing old item recycling."

All transactions are open and voluntary.

A thin old man squinted at Yang Mi.

"Isn't that Yang Mi from TV?"

Yang Mi nodded with a smile.

"Hello, sir."

The old man immediately stood up.

"I have a few Yuan Shikai silver dollars at home! Wait, I'll bring them over for you to see!"

The chat was tense.

"Here it comes!"

"A major area for counterfeit Yuan Shikai silver dollars."

"Is Shen Ling'er about to have her career ruined?"

"Antique collecting isn't like lock picking or catching thieves; the professions are completely different."

A moment later, the old man took out an iron box.

The box is opened.

There were four silver dollars inside.

There are also two commemorative coins that are noticeably shiny.

The old man put the box on the table.

"It was passed down from my ancestors."

Shen Ling'er glanced at it.

"Our ancestors were quite modern."

The old man was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

Shen Ling'er picked up one of them and flicked it lightly with her fingertip.

The sound was crisp, yet faint.

She shook her head.

"This is fake."

Then I took a second one.

"This one too."

The third one.

"This edge gear machine makes it too neat; it looks fake."

The fourth one.

Shen Ling'er paused for a moment.

She held it to her ear and blew on it gently.

The silver coin made a soft tinkling sound.

It's not lit.

Not crisp.

But it sank.

Shen Ling'er's eyes brightened slightly.

"This is true."

The old man immediately said, "It's all true!"

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"Grandpa, you yourself know there are three lies."

The old man blushed.

"I'm just testing you."

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"Old man: Don't I have any dignity?"

Shen Ling'er: Stop pretending.

"Could she really tell?"

Just then, a man with a bag walked in from the village entrance.

He was in his forties, wearing a gold watch, and had a string of beads in his hand.

He spoke with a smile.

"Little girl, you can't just look at silver coins like that."

He Chuan asked, "Who are you?"

The man straightened his back.

"My surname is Qian. I deal in antiques in the county."

"The elderly people in the village usually come to me with their secondhand items."

He picked up the real silver dollar and glanced at it.

"This is of average quality; it would only cost around two hundred on the market."

The old man heard this.

"Only two hundred?"

Mr. Qian nodded.

"The edges are worn, and the lettering is soft."

"If you want to sell it, I'll give you two hundred and fifty."

Shen Ling'er reached out and took the silver coin back.

"Your eyes are expensive, but your heart is cheap."

The smile on Boss Qian's face vanished.

"Little kid, do you understand the market?"

Shen Ling'er said, "You know how to take advantage of the elderly."

The atmosphere at the scene changed instantly.

Yang Mi immediately stood next to Shen Ling'er.

"Ling'er, watch your words."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

Then he looked at Boss Qian.

"I'm being careful, you're lying."

Zhao Lei almost doubled over with laughter from a distance.

"Is this what you call being careful?"

Boss Qian's face darkened.

"Ms. Yang, it's not good for children to talk nonsense."

"The antique business is all about having a discerning eye; if she doesn't understand, she shouldn't interfere."

Shen Ling'er placed the silver coins on the table.

"Yuan Shikai silver dollar from the third year of the Republic of China, common version."

"The patina is natural, and the silver color is not superficial."

"The edge teeth are worn, and the weight is about 26.7 grams."

"If the sound lingers, it's genuine silver."

She looked up.

"The market price is more than 250."

Boss Qian's expression changed.

This is not something a child can memorize.

He sneered.

"How much did you say?"

Shen Ling'er reached out her hand.

"More than three thousand."

The old man's eyes widened in surprise.

"Three thousand?"

Boss Qian immediately retorted, "Nonsense! She's overquoting!"

The live chat exploded.

"Two hundred and fifty to three thousand?"

"Ten times the original price!"

"Anyone know what I mean?"

"My dad collects silver coins. He just said that one looks genuine, is in good condition, and could be worth around three thousand!"

Mr. Qian was getting anxious.

"What do you know about live streams? To distinguish the real from the fake, you need to use real equipment!"

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"Then how come you dared to call me an idiot after only ten seconds of trying?"

Boss Qian got stuck.

Shen Ling'er then said, "You have a fake one in your bag, and you want to exchange it for this real one."

Boss Qian's expression changed instantly.

"Don't make false accusations!"

Shen Ling'er pointed to his briefcase.

"You just reached in and touched the third layer."

"There are silver dollars inside."

"The sound is soft, and the edges scratch the bag."

"It's a lead core plated with silver."

The plainclothes officers arranged by Qin Zheng approached.

"Mr. Qian, is it convenient for you to open the bag?"

Boss Qian took a step back.

"What right do you have to investigate me?"

Plainclothes officers showed their identification.

"Cooperate with the investigation."

Boss Qian was sweating.

Open the package.

Sure enough, there was a silver coin on the third floor.

It looks very similar to the old man's.

The plainclothes officer placed it on the table.

Shen Ling'er picked it up and flicked it.

The sound was muffled and almost deathly.

"Fake."

Boss Qian is stubborn.

"Can't I keep the ones I have myself?"

Shen Ling'er placed the two silver coins side by side.

"There are new scratches on the edge of your counterfeit bill."

"You're planning to swap Grandpa's one for this one."

The old man's expression changed immediately.

"Qian Laosan! Have you changed your clothes like this before?"

Several elderly people gathered around under the tree.

"The silver dollar I sold to you two years ago, you said it was fifty yuan!"

"And you call me scrap metal!"

"No wonder you're getting richer and richer!"

Mr. Qian panicked.

Don't listen to kids' nonsense!

Shen Ling'er took out another booklet from his bag.

Boss Qian lunged forward to grab it.

The plainclothes officer grabbed him and pinned him down.

The booklet was opened.

It contains the name, date, item, purchase price, and resale price.

An old man sold it to him for three silver dollars.

The purchase price is 800.

The resale price is 12,000.

The scene completely erupted.

He Chuan was dumbfounded.

"Could this be considered... an industry shady deal?"

Shen Ling'er pushed the booklet to the plainclothes officer.

"Uncle, this isn't about finding a bargain."

She looked at Boss Qian.

"This is ruthless and heartless."

Outside the hospital, the screen was flooded with comments.

"Cool!"

"Shen Ling'er accepted a silver coin and, incidentally, busted the antique dealer at the village entrance!"

"She's not here to film a variety show, she's here to reshape the world!"

The old man held the real silver coin in his hand, remaining silent for a long time.

Finally, he looked at Shen Ling'er.

"Little doll, do you want to buy it?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"purchase."

"How much?"

Shen Ling'er said, "Grandpa, if you sell it now, three thousand is a reasonable price."

The old man was stunned.

"Didn't you say under five hundred?"

Shen Ling'er blinked.

"That's a scam to fool bad people."

Yang Mi looked down at her.

"Ling'er".

Shen Ling'er immediately changed her tune.

"It's a strategy."

The old man smiled.

"I won't charge you three thousand."

He handed over the silver dollars.

"You helped us identify Qian Laosan just now, I'll sell this to you for five hundred."

Shen Ling'er shook her head.

"no."

The old man was taken aback.

Shen Ling'er said, "My dad says, don't take advantage of the elderly."

She looked at Yang Mi.

"Mother, could you lend me three thousand?"

Yang Mi looked at her.

Are you sure about the value?

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"value."

Yang Mi took 3,000 yuan from the program's funds and kept a public record of it.

The transaction is complete.

He Chuan immediately had the program team contact a reputable antique shop in the area.

Ten minutes later.

The appraiser arrived.

Read it carefully.

"Genuine, a 1914 Yuan Shikai silver dollar, in good condition."

"The market buyback price is between 3,200 and 3,500."

The scene was quiet.

Then the live chat exploded with comments.

"Buy at 3,000, sell at 3,500, net profit of 500!"

"No, she almost bought it for 500, but the price went up six or seven times!"

"Shen Ling'er is too well-behaved; she didn't take advantage of the elderly."

"That's what you call a skillful bargain hunter."

The appraiser added, "If you leave it in the store to sell slowly, someone will buy it even for four thousand."

He Chuan announced.

"Yang Mizu's silver dollar earnings today, conservatively estimated, amount to a net increase of 500 yuan."

Zhao Lei shouted from afar.

"Teacher He, I'd like to apply to join Shen Ling'er Waste Recycling Company!"

Chen Doudou also raised her hand.

"I can work as a security guard!"

Shen Ling'er looked at him.

"You need to build up your courage first."

Chen Doudou nodded earnestly.

"I dare to touch the car wash water gun now."

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"A little bit of progress."

Lin Jia rubbed her forehead.

This child already considers Shen Ling'er's approval as a certificate of merit.

As Boss Qian was being taken away, he suddenly turned around and glanced at Shen Ling'er.

His face looked terrible.

"Little girl, don't think you know everything."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"I know you want to run away."

The plainclothes officers immediately restrained him.

Boss Qian's lips twitched, and he remained silent.

.......