As expected, as soon as Cui Wucheng finished speaking, James emerged from behind him.

The guy greeted warmly, "Hello my friend, I'm here again. My boss is very interested when I hear me talking about your lighter."

Many years ago, an explorer in his family disappeared in Tibet, so I wanted to learn more about some of the British items left by the local area."

As he said that, James made a solemn guide gesture and shifted Lin Feng's gaze to the sofa in the store, the old man sitting.

That was an old man with snow-white hair.

But under his seemingly old face, there were pairs of eyes that were sometimes sharp. He was wearing a decent suit and a pair of black leather shoes. Although he was old, he was still dressed very well, like a gentleman.

Moreover, from the momentum that comes out from time to time, it can be seen that he is a person who is in a high position and is used to being domineering.

"James, is it him?" the old man glanced at James and said lightly.

"Yes sir."

James saluted the old man and replied respectfully.

Then the old man asked James to come to him and quickly said a few words in James' ear.

James then said that the old man was a little tired and wanted to go back to the hotel to rest first. As for these things, he was willing to pay half the deposit first and pay the rest when he went to the hotel to negotiate.

“Time is tonight.”

James said this and paid the deposit to Cui Wucheng.

When Lin Feng saw the payment amount, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. The deposit was half of the payment, and this half of the payment was 6,000 US dollars.

After that, James accompanied the old man to leave the antique shop.

"Uncle Cui, you are so silly. That lighter is not worth more than 10,000 US dollars at all. He told you that it might be something left by the ancestors, and it was just a fool.

The lighter has no logo at all, it is just an ordinary mass-produced lighter. Apart from being a little older, there is nothing special at all.

It's already too much to be able to sell $5,000. I didn't expect you to ask for so much..."

Cui Wucheng smiled and said, "I have also put on a few good knives."

"That's not worth so much. You're so dark." Lin Feng said helplessly.

"Of course I know, but what else can I do? He wants to buy news from you, the news is priceless, hahaha..." Cui Wucheng smiled proudly.

"Xiao Luo, give me 10,000 yuan and give it to Xiaolin as a commission." Cui Wucheng said this to the cashier in the store with a smile, and then said to Lin Feng, "Xiaolin, I am sponsoring you when you go to Tibet. I will give you another 10,000 yuan. How about it, it's a lot."

"It's a lot." Lin Feng nodded.

"Okay, OK, go and have something to eat. After dinner, I will ask someone to drive you back. Also, I will ask someone to pack those things. You can take them first, and go directly to the hotel tonight. Just bring the money back when you have time."

Cui Wucheng instructed.

Lin Feng thought for a while and said, "Uncle Cui, you have turned so many times anyway, and the remaining few hidden knives are there. I want to pick two of them to take them back for fun, is that OK?"

"Look at what you said, you can choose whatever knife you want and use it to play with. Will you not give it to me?" Cui Wucheng said with a smile.

Lin Feng nodded, glanced over the knives, and finally pointed at one of them, saying, "I want this one."

Cui Wucheng saw it, his eyes twitched, and he smiled and said, "Isn't this good enough? Big nephew, please change it?"

"Then this one." Lin Feng turned to another one.

"Uh..., please change another one, my nephew?" Cui Wucheng wiped his sweat.

"Uncle Cui, didn't you say I'd choose whatever I want? This doesn't work, that doesn't work, I'm going to get angry. In this way, I'll choose this one for the last time." Lin Feng showed a dissatisfied expression and pointed at one of them.

Cui Wucheng swallowed, as if he couldn't say anything, so he asked someone to take off the knife and wrap it up for Lin Feng.

After that, she also asked the younger sister in the store to put the two knives Lin Feng had just selected on the shelves and priced them to 7,000 or 8,000.

Lin Feng was speechless when he saw Cui Wucheng's behavior.

He was too lazy to talk to this profiteer, so he picked two of the remaining hidden knives and packed them together and left the antique shop.

...

After get off work in the afternoon, Lin Feng went home first and cleaned up a little.

At the same time, he also sorted out the whole thing, and finally couldn't control his strong curiosity and gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, no matter what, you have to ask clearly. If they don't take the initiative, then I'll expose it!"

Thinking of this, Lin Feng rushed to his room and put the metal box into his backpack. After thinking about it, he then imported the video data into the U disk and placed it on his body.

As for the Demon-Subduing Pestle, Lin Feng thought about it for a while, but still did not choose to bring it with him, but locked it in the drawer.

The hotel where James and his group stayed in is located in the center of South City, which is the best hotel in the city, and the old man who accompanied James stayed in the hotel's top-notch suites.

Lin Feng took his things to visit, and after passing through two security personnel, he successfully entered the room.

While the security guard was going to inform him, Lin Feng swayed in the outer hall of the huge suite, trying to find out from the artworks that were visited in the room if there was anything he was interested in.

"It's a pity that they are basically fakes, all of them are tacky things." Lin Feng shook his head.

At this moment, a woman's chuckle came. Lin Feng turned his head and found that the door of the suite was opened at some point. Accompanied by James, the old man walked towards Lin Feng with great momentum.

Lin Feng secretly praised the old man for his aura, but his actions were not vague. He dripped the things in his hand and said, "Sir, this is what you bought, please check it out."

James took the box on behalf of the old man, threw it to the corner without looking at it, and signaled to Lin Feng, "Mr. Lin, please sit down."

There was a stack of US dollars cash on the coffee table. Lin Feng didn't talk nonsense. He picked it up and ordered it, and said, "The amount is right, this is a receipt, please collect it."

At the same time, Lin Feng handed over the receipt of half of the deposit paid by James before.

After the group sat down, the old man looked at Lin Feng with bright eyes and didn't say anything, which made the atmosphere in the whole room a little quiet.

"Sir, that lighter..." Lin Feng thought for a while. Since you said you wanted to know the situation of buying a lighter, I will tell you.

But as soon as he spoke, the old man waved his hand and said, "Stop, we don't have time to talk nonsense."
Chapter completed!