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

Yaoguzhai.

Liu Yao's face was already red to the roots of his neck.

A crowd had gathered at the entrance.

The TV crew was standing in the store.

On the counter was the small painting that had just been taken out of the wooden box's inner compartment.

One hundred dollars.

Thirty thousand to fifty thousand.

These numbers were like nails, hammered into Liu Yao's forehead.

He Chuan looked at him, trying to be as polite as possible.

"Boss Liu, you just said that if Ling'er can find a bargain in your shop, you'll take down your signboard."

Liu Yao's lips twitched.

"I was just joking."

Shen Ling'er looked up at him.

"Uncle, can an adult go back on their word?"

Liu Yao was speechless.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"Hahaha, an adult being questioned about honesty by a five-year-old."

Liu Yao: I just had a sharp tongue, I didn't really want to die.

"Pick them! Pick them for me!"

The appraiser's face also darkened.

"Xiao Liu, you can make a mistake in the antique business."

"But we can't be sore losers."

Liu Yao's expression turned even uglier.

He glanced outside.

Many shop owners on the street were watching.

If he really takes down the signboard, he'll become a laughing stock in the antique street.

You don't have to pick them.

It's a joke now.

The plainclothes officer stood at the door, his body camera still on.

Liu Yao gritted his teeth.

"OK."

He turned and walked to the door, brought over a ladder, and reached for the signboard.

As soon as the signboard was taken down, people started making a fuss at the entrance.

"Yaoguzhai has become Louguzhai!"

"Boss Liu, today's tuition was well worth it!"

Liu Yao took the signboard down, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Shen Ling'er glanced at it.

"Uncle, don't be sad."

Liu Yao looked up.

He thought the child was finally going to say something sensible.

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "You still have a lot of counterfeit goods in your shop, it's good to remove them."

Liu Yao: "..."

Yang Mi immediately pulled his daughter back.

"Ling'er".

Shen Ling'er blinked.

"Mother, I'll comfort him."

He Chuan almost lost his composure.

The screen was filled with comments like, "She really tried her best to comfort me."

Yang Mi handed the small painting over to the appraiser for safekeeping.

"We won't sell this now; we'll deal with it after the show ends."

The appraiser nodded.

"Yes, but I suggest going through a formal auction or having it verified by a professional organization."

Shen Ling'er looked at Liu Yao.

"Uncle, please look carefully next time you buy something."

Liu Yao sneered.

Don't get cocky.

"The antique market is a murky place. You, a mere child, really think you can just walk around like that?"

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"The ones that walk sideways are crabs."

Liu Yao was taken aback.

Shen Ling'er added, "I walk more steadily than a crab."

Someone in the store burst out laughing again.

Liu Yao shut up completely.

After leaving Yaoguzhai, the production crew did not leave immediately.

The director was practically beaming with joy.

The number of viewers is still increasing.

He Chuan said to the camera: "Yang Mi Group's old item recycling extension experience continues today. We would like to remind everyone that buying antiques is extremely risky, so please do not blindly imitate."

Zhao Lei shouted in the split screen: "Teacher He, it's too late to say that. My dad just messaged me saying he's going to go through the old boxes at home."

Bai Sisi: "The most you could find in that tattered box at home is your elementary school exam paper with a zero score."

Zhao Lei remained silent for two seconds.

"That's practically an antique, a dark chapter in history."

After washing the car, Chen Doudou squatted by the roadside watching the replay on her phone.

"Mom, I think Ling'er could really start a company."

Lin Jia asked, "Do you want to be a stone lion again?"

Chen Doudou shook her head.

"I want to work as a receptionist."

Why?

"You can sit at the front desk."

Lin Jia: "..."

The antique street was getting more and more crowded.

Many shop owners, upon seeing the TV crew arrive, immediately pulled away the obviously fake items that were displayed at their doorways.

Some people even closed half of the door.

He Chuan's lips twitched as he watched.

"Ling'er, look how scared you've made her."

Shen Ling'er had her hands behind her back.

"They're feeling guilty."

Yang Mi looked down at her.

"We've already made a good profit today, so don't buy anything recklessly."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"Don't worry, Mom, I won't buy things randomly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Mi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

A bracelet is displayed in a glass cabinet outside a jade shop on the street.

The colors are beautiful.

Light green with a slight sheen.

It's not particularly transparent, but it should look good on.

Yang Mi glanced at it a couple more times.

Shen Ling'er noticed immediately.

"Mother, do you like it?"

Yang Mi smiled.

"Just looking."

Shen Ling'er walked to the counter.

"Boss, how much is this?"

The owner of the jade shop was a fat man who wore glasses.

He saw the camera, then he saw Yang Mi, and his eyes lit up.

"Miss has excellent taste."

"This icy, glutinous rice bracelet with floating floral patterns is worth 100,000."

Yang Mi's eyebrows twitched slightly.

It's not that she can't afford it.

But the program's budget doesn't allow it.

Shen Ling'er glanced at the bracelet and curled her lip.

"One hundred thousand?"

The shopkeeper chuckled, "Little friend, this is jade."

Shen Ling'er asked, "Does it also know that it is jade?"

The boss's smile froze.

Yang Mi gently touched her daughter's shoulder.

"Ling'er".

Shen Ling'er whispered, "Mother, it's not worth it."

Yang Mi said softly, "I know."

She just thought it looked good.

You can't use your personal money on the show, and you can't break the rules for a bracelet.

Shen Ling'er looked at her.

"Buy it if Mom likes it."

Yang Mi shook his head.

"I won't buy it."

Shen Ling'er frowned.

Why?

Yang Mi smiled.

"expensive."

Shen Ling'er looked at the boss.

"Uncle, three hundred."

The boss almost choked on his saliva.

"How many?"

"three hundred."

"Are you kidding me?"

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "You opened it first."

The boss's face immediately fell.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"To cut 100,000 down to 300, this swordsmanship, I would call it the Dragon-Slaying Saber."

"Boss: I sold jade, she killed me."

"Does Shenfei also teach people how to bargain?"

Just then, a woman's voice came from the side.

"Yang Mi?"

The voice was not loud.

But there was a smile in it.

It wasn't the kind of smile you'd give when acquaintances meet.

It's the laughter of those watching the spectacle.

Yang Mi turned his head.

A young woman in a white suit walked over.

She was accompanied by three or four young men and women.

Clothes, watches, and bags are all expensive.

The woman took off her sunglasses and looked Yang Mi up and down.

"It really is you."

"I thought I was seeing things."

He Chuan immediately lowered his voice and asked the staff member, "Who is this?"

Someone nearby whispered, "Sheng Wanqing, the daughter of the chairman of Shengtian Film Industry."

He Chuan's expression shifted slightly.

Shengtian Pictures.

Big capital within the industry.

I've invested in quite a few films.

Yang Mi also recognized her.

Her expression didn't change much; she simply nodded.

"Miss Sheng."

Sheng Wanqing smiled.

"Don't be so polite."

"You used to be much more enthusiastic at drinking parties than you are now."

These words were spoken.

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

The live stream chat paused for a moment, then exploded.

"What do you mean?"

"A drinking party? Is she involved in a 'yin-yang secret' affair?"

"Who is this woman, acting so aggressively?"

Yang Mi's smile faded slightly.

Shen Ling'er looked up at her.

"Mother, does she know you?"

Yang Mi did not answer.

Sheng Wanqing looked down at Shen Ling'er.

"Is this your daughter?"

"She's quite cute, but I hear her way of speaking isn't very likable."

Shen Ling'er looked at her.

"You don't know how to talk nicely."

Sheng Wanqing was taken aback.

Several rich kids behind him burst out laughing.

One of the men said, "Wanqing, this kid is pretty fierce."

Sheng Wanqing smiled slightly.

"No wonder people online say that Yang Mi's family education is quite special."

Yang Mi pulled Shen Ling'er to his side.

"Miss Sheng, the child is too young."

Sheng Wanqing looked at the bracelet in the display case.

"You've got your eye on this?"

Without waiting for Yang Mi's reply, she directly told the boss, "150,000, I'll take it."

The boss's eyes lit up immediately.

"Miss Sheng is straightforward!"

Yang Mi said calmly, "Since Miss Sheng likes it, then you can buy it."

She turned to leave.

Shen Ling'er didn't move.

"Mom, you liked it just now."

Yang Mi said in a low voice, "Just taking a look."

Shen Ling'er stared at her.

"She stole your things."

Yang Mi squatted down, her voice very soft.

"Not everything you like has to be fought for."

"Not everyone is worth fighting for."

This is not a big deal.

But Shen Ling'er understood.

She looked up at Sheng Wanqing.

"Did you bully my mother before?"

Sheng Wanqing laughed out loud.

"Bully?"

"Your mother drank several bottles of alcohol to secure funding for the movie my father invested in."

"I was right there at the time."

"How could you let me bully her?"

Yang Mi paused for a moment.

Shen Ling'er's expression slowly faded.

She stopped smiling.

He's not arrogant anymore.

She only asked Yang Mi, "Mother, is it true?"

Yang Mi remained silent for half a second.

"Things from my previous work."

Shen Ling'er asked again, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Yang Mi patted her head.

"It's over."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

Then she looked at Sheng Wanqing.

"You can have the bracelet."

Sheng Wanqing raised an eyebrow.

"You're quite sensible."

After Sheng Wanqing paid the money.

Shen Ling'er crossed her arms and said, "The fake one suits you quite well."

There was an instant silence at the store entrance.

The boss's expression changed.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Sheng Wanqing's laughter also stopped.

"What did you say?"

Shen Ling'er pointed to the counter.

"Acid pickling and resin injection, dyeing floats in the cracks."

"You're more generous than the boss to buy this for 150,000."

The boss got anxious.

"What do you know, you little kid?!"

Shen Ling'er didn't even look at him.

She pulled Yang Mi towards another row of counters.

"Mother, I don't want that."

Yang Mi said in a low voice, "Ling'er, that's enough."

Shen Ling'er stopped and looked up at her.

"Mother, I won't hit her."

I'll buy you the real thing.

Yang Mi was stunned.

Shen Ling'er stood on tiptoe and pointed to an inconspicuous bracelet from the bottom corner.

The bracelet was dusty and gray.

It even looked a bit dim under the lights.

The price tag casually read: Miscellaneous jade, 800.

Shen Ling'er turned to look at the boss.

"This one, eight hundred?"

The boss was feeling guilty after hearing the phrase "acid pickling and glue injection," and nodded subconsciously.

"Yes, eight hundred."

Shen Ling'er reached out her hand.

"Mom, give me the money."

Sheng Wanqing glanced at the gray bracelet and scoffed.

"Yang Mi, did your daughter pick this out for you?"

"Something worth eight hundred yuan does fit your current persona on the show quite well."

Shen Ling'er handed over the money.

"You talk too much."

Sheng Wanqing had a cold face.

"What, you're saying this 800-dollar one is better than my 150,000-dollar one?"