Yang Taotao lowered her head shyly and said nothing.

As soon as Mother Xu saw her reaction, she knew how to respond. She pointed at Yang Taotao and almost cursed at her, but her years of self-cultivation made her not know how to curse.

After being angry for a while, she left in anger: "Just wait, even if you two sleep together and have a child, don't even think about entering the house. You are not worthy of our Xu family at all."

Yang Taotao didn't feel happy when she saw Mother Xu being driven away in anger.

Knowing that Mother Xu and Xu Linjun were a couple, she knew she was lying, but she was reluctant to be driven away like this. Why should she give the man she liked to someone else?

I remember the way Xu Linjun looked at Yang Zhaozhao in the coffee shop, so gentle and focused. Yang Taotao was not a person who knew nothing.

I know that Xu Linjun probably likes Yang Zhaozhao.

That bitch!

She obviously has a partner, but she still hooks up with Xu Linjun!

Yang Taotao missed Yang Zhaozhao and became jealous to the point of madness. Why wasn't she the one going to college?

Yang Taotao wondered, if she could get into university, especially Tsinghua University, would Xu Linjun like her?

When Mother Xu returned home, Xu Linjun had gone out to meet his friends, so she could only wait for him to come back and ask him what to do. Mother Xu knew that her son was so outstanding, how could he possibly fall for that woman.

"She must have done something, that's for sure."

"Such a scheming woman is not worthy of my son!"

Yang Zhaozhao didn't know that Yang Taotao was committing suicide again. They went to the supermarket, which had a lot of new items. It was almost the end of the year, so they had to prepare for the New Year.

Xiao Cui has also released many new styles of hairpins and hairbands, including various auspicious and prosperous hairpins and hairbands, which are full of joy. Wearing them will make you the most handsome kid in the New Year.

She and Xiaoxiao each wore a pair of red hairpins with tassels, which looked very special. Passersby thought they were New Year dolls. Thinking of the children at home, I bought a pair for them as well.

In the afternoon, Yang Zhaozhao learned from his grandfather that there was an antique trading place nearby, so he decided to go and see if he could find a bargain.

Now that the market is open, all kinds of small street businesses have sprung up.

The antique street that was previously banned was also closed.

Now they are opening one after another, and it is worth a visit.

Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling drove over and saw many old men strolling around. Some of them even started raising mynah birds and parrots, acting like lords.

Yang Zhaozhao and the others took a look around and really didn't see many, they were all fakes.

These people are really not afraid of being caught. They keep saying that the products are genuine. Not only do they make up a lot of stories, but they also have a lot of shills.

Yang Zhaozhao knew it was a lie just by smelling it.

She doesn't care if others get cheated, as long as she doesn't get cheated herself.

As long as Yang Zhaozhao could smell the scent, he would basically accept it. Even if the price was not cheap and he couldn't bargain it down, Yang Zhaozhao would not accept it if it didn't make him lose money after evaluating the material space.

There are those that cost three to five hundred yuan, and there are also those that cost three to five thousand yuan.

Even something that couldn't be more fake actually costs 30,000.

Yang Zhaozhao laughed sarcastically and left with Li Yiling.

When passing by a shop, Yang Zhaozhao was attracted by the smell coming from inside. It turned out to be a calligraphy, painting and antique shop, half of which was calligraphy and painting, and half was antiques.

Yang Zhaozhao stared at the picture of the tiger.

The boss saw it and said with a smile: "If you like it, you can take it home and admire it. This painting is authentic. Today is the opening of our shop, so I'll give you this amount."

The boss made an eight gesture.

Yang Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow: "Eight hundred?"

The boss almost rolled his eyes: "Don't be ridiculous, this is from everyone's hands, and it's been kept so well, so it has to be worth this much."

Seeing that it was still an eight, Yang Zhaozhao smiled: "Eight thousand?"

The other person shook his head.

Yang Zhaozhao knew it was 80,000. Yang Zhaozhao asked the material space: "Is this painting worth 80,000?"

The material space states: [The first of the Eight Great Talents of the Ming Dynasty, authentic, well-preserved, estimated value: 1.5 million. Please recycle.]

When Yang Zhaozhao heard the 1.5 million, she almost lost her composure.

It’s so worth it, it’s such a bargain!

Is it so valuable?

No wonder it smells so pungent.

Yang Zhaozhao wanted it, but didn't want the boss to see it, so she looked at other things in the store. A book caught her curiosity and tasted good.

Material Space: [Ming Dynasty Tang Bohu's Handwritten Book, Estimated Value: One Million, Please Recycle.]

Yang Zhaozhao didn't think much about it. Any random book she picked up would cost one million. She felt like she had found a treasure: "How much does this one cost?"

"This one is real too. If you want it, it's 50,000." The boss knew Yang Zhaozhao was a rich man by the way he was dressed, otherwise he wouldn't dress so fashionably.

Yang Zhaozhao calculated that the two items were worth 130,000 yuan. Although it was a little different from the bargain she had found before, they were really valuable. If they were recycled, they would be worth 1.5 million yuan.

Suddenly I felt the malice coming from the material space.

I suspect it is scolding me.

Material Space: [That enamel porcelain vase on the shelf is nice, estimated value is 50,000, please buy it back.]

So, that’s 2.55 million.

Yang Zhaozhao felt a little uneasy and pointed at the enamel porcelain. The boss said, "Three thousand."

Yang Zhaozhao said generously: "I want them all, hold them up for me!"

"What the hell!" The boss didn't expect her to be so straightforward and not even bargain. He was originally going to give her a discount of three to five thousand. Since she didn't bargain, he made another three to five thousand. What a fool.

Yang Zhaozhao took out stacks of banknotes, all of which were one hundred yuan.

The boss confirmed each item one by one and confirmed that there were no fakes before handing over the money and the goods.

Yang Zhaozhao said: "If you have any trouble in the future, please remember to call me."

The boss nodded and wrote down Yang Zhaozhao's phone number.

Yang Zhaozhao put the calligraphy and paintings, books, and enamel porcelain bottles into the material space, and the material space showed a balance of 2.6937 million.

Looking at the balance, Yang Zhaozhao knew that she no longer had to worry about not having enough money for the project.

It seems that I still need to come here more often, otherwise it would be a waste of the material space.

When they came out of the store, they met a group of four or five people. They were in a hurry and almost bumped into Yang Zhaozhao. Fortunately, Li Yiling pulled them into his arms.

When the other party saw this, he glared at Li Yiling fiercely.

Li Yiling showed no sign of weakness and glared back fiercely.

Another person saw Yang Zhaozhao and whistled, "What a beautiful girl!"

Yang Zhaozhao glanced at them coldly, not taking them seriously.

If the leader hadn't called out, they would have wanted to flirt with Yang Zhaozhao and the others. It's so rare to see such a beautiful woman who doesn't belong to Hong Kong, how could they not flirt with her?

They went to the store that Yang Zhaozhao came out of. Yang Zhaozhao didn't care. Seeing that it was still early, he went to other stores to have a look. There were not many genuine products, and fakes were rampant.

Just when Yang Zhaozhao didn't want to shop anymore, the group of people who had almost made a profit from her earlier came over and said, "Pretty girl, please stay!"

Yang Zhaozhao turned around and looked at the man with a slicked-back hair, who would show his shirt collar even in the cold. He spoke an awkward Mandarin with a Cantonese accent.

Yang Zhaozhao guessed that he was either from Yuecheng or Hong Kong.

"Yes?" Yang Zhaozhao stood beside Li Yiling. Li Yiling looked at the greasy man approaching with vigilance.

"I heard that the beautiful girl just bought a painting and a book, right?" He didn't expect that the things were bought by someone else in just a short while. He was so angry that he almost beat the boss to death.

The person is still here, and he hasn't gone far.

How could anyone else snatch away something that Sun Hui has set his eyes on?

Yang Zhaozhao was narcissistic and thought they were coming for her face, but who knew they were coming for her baby.

"Yes, there is this thing, but I won't buy it." Yang Zhaozhao refused them and emptied her pocket. If she wanted to take it out again, even if she agreed, the material space would not allow it.

Material Space: [Yes, I don’t agree.]

Yang Zhaozhao: “…”