At last, Liu Juyi picked a pair of crystal sandals priced at 188 yuan, the cheapest pair of shoes in the store.

The tall salesperson packed up the dress and shoes and carried them to the cashier. Wang Xiaoqiang took out his Agricultural Bank card and tossed it on the counter; the cashier swiped the card for a little over three thousand yuan. Of course, it wasn't maxed out because there were eighty thousand in there.

By then, the four clerks no longer underestimated Wang Xiaoqiang and respectfully escorted both Wang Xiaoqiang and Liu Juyi out of the store, welcoming them to visit again.

Upon leaving the store, Liu Juyi couldn't help but pinch Wang Xiaoqiang, chiding, "Little Qiang, you really went crazy today. Can you eat this dress, huh? You just buy it like that... And these sandals, nearly two hundred yuan, you could buy a whole outfit with that amount..."

"Alright, sis, you can't eat the dress, but you can wear it, right? And you look beautiful in it; that's enough... Oh right, sis, let's buy you a crossbody bag..."

As Wang Xiaoqiang spoke, he headed towards the opposite world-famous bag store. However, after only a couple of steps, Liu Juyi grabbed his arm and pulled him back, nagging, "It's almost dark, aren't we going to do anything serious?"

After roaming around a lot, both were thirsty. Wang Xiaoqiang bought two bottles of iced black tea, and each sipped one as they arrived at the seed station, nearby which was the Antique Market.

Wang Xiaoqiang bought yam seeds and, seeing that it was still early, decided to visit the Antique Market. Upon mentioning it to sis, Liu Juyi actually agreed. In fact, Liu Juyi rarely came into town, and since they were here, naturally, she wanted to walk around and see more, even if not to buy anything but just to enjoy the bustling scene.

Upon reaching the Antique Market, they were truly eye-opened by the bustling scene, comparable to a farmers' market.

Wang Xiaoqiang had been to the Antique Market before, but it was never as bustling as now, perhaps due to the antique craze in recent years.

Even though it was already in the afternoon, it was still extremely lively. The streets were crowded and bustling with people. Aside from the closely ranked stores on both sides, there were also many small stalls set up on the spacious street. Each vendor, following the unspoken rules, dispersed their goods across the ground.

Nevertheless, it seemed that the Antique Market majorly featured porcelain, with most of the items being ceramic. Other items included bronzeware, jewelry, bamboo carvings, root carvings, calligraphy and paintings, ancient coins, old books, Ming and Qing furniture, etc. It was an eclectic mix of antiques.

Although Wang Xiaoqiang and Liu Juyi didn't know much about antiques, they were very interested in the curious and unusual items filling the market.

Since they had no intention of buying, they did not wander into the shops but just browsed the ground stalls. The stall owners, seeing that the two were novices, eagerly called out to them, for a simple reason: novices were easier to deceive.

"Young man, that vase isn't suitable for you..." Along the way, Wang Xiaoqiang heard only enthusiastic greetings and eager introductions. However, just as he finally found a vase he liked and was about to reach out to touch it, a comment from the vendor, like a bucket of cold water thrown over his head, frustrated him.

"Boss, what do you mean by that? Do you think I can't afford it?"

"It's not that I can't afford it, it's just too expensive, you definitely wouldn't buy it!"

"Hey, how much for this vase?" Wang Xiaoqiang retorted unwillingly.

The owner stretched out three fingers and shook them in front of Wang Xiaoqiang, "I won't sell for less than this amount."

"How much, three thousand?"

The owner shook his head, smiling without a word.

"Thirty thousand?"

The owner nodded emphatically.

"Thirty thousand?! ... Boss, you really know how to quote a price..." Wang Xiaoqiang grumbled as he reached out for the vase, turning it over to examine it. He noticed that at the base of the vase there were six characters "Kangxi Era of Qing Dynasty" but there was a large crack right in the middle, splitting the characters as if it were a scar on a face, looking quite unsightly.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help frowning and said, "Boss, this vase is broken, and you still dare to ask for such a high price, you'd be lucky to sell it... "

"Hmph, you can tell you're an amateur. This vase is from the Official Kiln of the Kangxi Era of Qing Dynasty. If it weren't for the crack at the bottom, it could fetch more than one hundred thousand."

Hearing that this broken vase was priced at thirty thousand, Wang Xiaoqiang dismissed any remaining thoughts of purchasing it. Just leaving after all his big talk might make him the subject of ridicule, so he felt compelled to keep talking.

While the owner was speaking, Wang Xiaoqiang's fingertips had already touched the crack at the bottom of the vase, and at that moment, something astonishing happened. Yellow energy began emanating from the tip of the finger that touched the crack, shooting towards it and transforming into a fine earthen substance that quickly filled the gap.

Soon, the tip of the crack was completely filled with the earthen substance...

Wang Xiaoqiang was stunned, but he immediately realized it was Earth Element Spiritual Qi. He had never thought before that Earth Element Spiritual Qi could be used in such a miraculous way.

Watching a small section of the crack being perfectly repaired without any trace of mending, Wang Xiaoqiang's hand trembled and he quickly withdrew his finger, then he suppressed the excitement in his heart and feigned a disdainful expression, saying, "Boss, you say it's from the Kangxi era, but how can I believe that..."

"Anyway, you're not buying it, so whether you believe it or not, what difference does it make..." The owner replied, shifting his gaze towards a customer who had just arrived.

This customer was an elderly man in his sixties, wearing a sun hat and with relatively pale skin, though his face looked a bit sallow and his lips were slightly blackened. However, he seemed quite spirited and agile, holding a folded fan painted with landscapes and fish.

He approached the stall just as Wang Xiaoqiang was questioning the authenticity of the vase, and not knowing whether to show off or to kindly warn him, he eyed the vase and said with a smile to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Young man, that vase is genuine, it's from the Official Kiln during the Kangxi era... I spent one hundred and twenty thousand at an auction last month to buy one..."

Wang Xiaoqiang, who was trying to figure out whether the vase was genuine or not, felt secretly thrilled upon hearing the old man's remark and promptly told the owner, "Boss, I'll take the vase."

From the first moment the owner saw Wang Xiaoqiang, he not only noted that he was an amateur but also a rural farmer who had come into the city. In his heart, he never expected him to spend thirty thousand yuan on a vase, so his initial caution was given.

Now, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang genuinely wanting to buy it, he couldn't believe it and in a voice full of surprise and astonishment, he said, "Young man, are you really buying it..."

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