Reborn as a capitalist's young master in the 1970s, he starts his life by being blocked at the

A masterpiece of Song Dynasty Ru ware!

In the world of antique collecting, it would definitely be at the top level.

No wonder it was able to fetch such a high price at auction after being bought by someone else in my previous life.

It must be that the museum staff didn't know any better and mistook Ru ware for ordinary handicrafts, which is why it was put on the counter.

"How beautiful! Could you take out those porcelain bottles that I like to wash and let me see them?"

He pointed casually to the few blue porcelain bottles.

The female shop assistant looked surprised. Generally, foreign tourists prefer the beautiful blue and white porcelain and don't care at all about those ordinary porcelain vases.

This young man in front of me is different.

However, it doesn't matter what I sell! As long as I can get the money, that's all that matters.

With a professional smile on her face, she hurriedly took out several celadon vases and placed them on the counter.

He added, "Please take a look, sir. However, if we're talking about beauty, the blue and white porcelain is better; this is just an ordinary handicraft."

"That's right, it really is Ru ware from the Song Dynasty!"

There were three porcelain bottles in total. After examining them carefully, his breathing became somewhat rapid.

Forcing himself to calm down, he continued in his London accent, "Very good. I'll take all of these bottles. How much?"

"Let me calculate it for you."

The saleswoman took out an abacus and fiddled with it for a few moments, then said, "These bottles are relatively inexpensive. Two are 2,500 yuan, and the other is 2,000 yuan, totaling 7,000 yuan. Would you like me to wrap them up for you?"

"Hey, wrap this up for me. The service was very warm and I'm very satisfied."

He nodded, suppressing his overwhelming joy, but his expression remained unusually calm.

The three porcelain vases are more than ten times cheaper than in my previous life!

Each of these is a priceless treasure, yet you can buy them for only a few thousand dollars.

The saleswoman carefully placed the three porcelain vases into a specially made gift box and handed it over, then added, not giving up, "Sir, these are the porcelain vases you purchased. Our blue and white porcelain is truly exceptional. Won't you take a look?"

Chen Jianming glanced at it briefly and shook his head.

The blue and white porcelain displayed in the counter is indeed quite beautiful, but anyone who knows about porcelain can tell at a glance that it is a fake.

It can only be considered a craft item at best, and it's not worth much money.

The female shop assistant looked somewhat disappointed: "Then please come this way to pay."

"Howling."

Chen Jianming took out a thick wad of cash, counted out seven thousand, and handed it to the female shop assistant.

The female shop assistant was speechless, staring at the young man in front of her, blinking repeatedly.

That stack of cash must have been worth at least tens of thousands of yuan!

This young man actually took it out like that!

Not only is he handsome, but he's also incredibly rich.

The female shop assistant gave him a slightly suggestive look: "Handsome young man, are you free to have dinner with me tonight? I have two darlings, you know."

"What a treasure! Do you still have porcelain vases like this?"

Chen Jianming's eyes lit up, thinking there might also be Ru ware porcelain vases.

However, I always felt that there was something wrong with the female shop assistant's eyes, as if she was about to pull him apart.

The female shop assistant didn't say anything, but she curled the corners of her mouth, gave a flirtatious wink, and stood up, puffing out her chest.

"..."

These two babies are indeed quite big!

He then realized he had misunderstood.

"Okay, let's look around some more. We'll definitely have dinner together after you get off work."

He casually agreed and left with a few gift boxes.

This time we really hit the jackpot!

As for keeping the appointment? Of course he wouldn't actually go, since the title of "returned overseas Chinese" was fake.

If, in the heat of the moment, a few words of authentic Beijing dialect were uttered, then the deception would be exposed.

Watching his departing figure, the female shop assistant smiled broadly, feeling delighted inside.

Not only did she sell the porcelain vase this time, but she also managed to hook up with this handsome and rich foreigner. She's hooked a tycoon!

"Wait, didn't I mention the meeting address yet?!"

The female shop assistant realized what had happened and was about to chase after him, but he had already disappeared.

...

Once outside the museum, Chen Jianming could no longer suppress the smile on his face.

I bought three Song Dynasty Ru ware porcelain vases for only 7,000 yuan!

This isn't just finding a bargain, it's practically winning a huge sum of money for free!

Having made so much money, I should definitely treat myself.

He turned around and found a long-established state-run restaurant. With the help of the waiter, he ordered a large table of hearty dishes, intending to have a good meal.

"Great! This old duck soup tastes authentic and delicious!"

When the dishes were served, he took a bite and praised them repeatedly.

I picked up another piece of sea cucumber, put it in my mouth, and it was fragrant, soft, and delicious.

"That's great!"

Sea cucumber itself doesn't have much flavor, and making it well is not easy; it requires a lot of skill and most chefs simply can't do it right.

He ate sea cucumber and fish slices with great enjoyment.

I looked down and did the math; the whole table of food only cost six yuan and eighty cents.

For an ordinary person, this meal would cost one-fifth of their monthly salary, but for him, it was nothing.

Wow, that's so cheap! This is what life should be like, this is what it means to enjoy life!

"Wait!"

Getting into the swing of the meal, he waved to a waiter not far away and subconsciously started to speak.

"Pah! You've been pretending to be an overseas Chinese for so long, but you still can't shake it off."

He changed his address and called out again, "Waiter, could you come here for a moment?"

"Hello, what service do you need?"

"Anyone want to dance? Give us a try!"

He slammed a large black ten on the table with a wave of his hand, startling the guests at the next table.

"No way, what kind of big shot are you trying to be with for ten yuan? You scared the crap out of me."

The square-faced waiter replied with a smile, "This is a proper state-run restaurant; we don't have those fancy young ladies on staff."

"Oh, is that so? Then go ahead and jump. You'll get a tip if you do a good job."

"Huh? This... I can't dance."

The waiter was stunned, then explained with a forced smile.

"Haha, okay, just kidding. Your braised sea cucumber with scallions is pretty good." Chen Jianming stopped teasing the other party.

"Of course! Our chef was once an imperial chef, so his skills are absolutely top-notch," the waiter said proudly.

"The imperial chef?"

Chen Jianming smiled. He knew without a doubt that it was just a gimmick. How could he attract customers if he didn't call himself the imperial chef?

However, this state-run restaurant is indeed quite large, with an elegant environment and good service.

Although it can't compare to the high-end restaurants I visited in my previous life, it's already quite good for this era.

The restaurant was very busy, with many customers sitting around, all eating with their heads down.

"Chen Jianming?"

A surprised voice sounded from behind.

"Huh? Zhou Ya, what a coincidence!"

He turned his head and saw Zhou Ya, a female educated youth who had been sent down to Huai Shu Village with him, standing in front of him.

Compared to when she was in Huai Shu Village, Zhou Ya is now dressed very beautifully, wearing a floral dress and a bow hair clip, which makes her look even more beautiful.

Beside Zhou Ya was a long-haired man who looked like a homeless man, his eyes full of hostility as he looked at Chen Jianming.

"When did you return to the city?"

Zhou Ya was all smiles, very happy to see him.

Even before returning to the city, she had already guessed that it was very likely Chen Jianming who had saved her from Han Lang.

"Zhou Ya, is this your classmate?"

The long-haired man stepped forward and asked a question, his tone somewhat unfriendly.