Chapter 69: 【69】You’re not trying to hit on me, are you?_1
 

“Yeah, we need to figure out a way to help Mr. Shen.”

Qin Yanan obviously had genuine respect for that Mr. Shen, so much so that she even forgot that Wang Xiaodao was a thoroughly vicious thug.

Getting involved rashly, she would also be caught in a dangerous vortex.

“We definitely need to help, but first we have to figure out what exactly Mr. Shen has that caught these people’s eyes.”

Tang Feng analyzed the situation with a cool head.

In this antique street with so many antique shops, Lingxiu Residence did not stand out the most, yet Wang Xiaodao’s target was very clearly set on Mr. Shen, which obviously had its reasons.

Qin Yanan furrowed her brow in thought, and suddenly her eyes lit up, “Could it be for that bracelet?”

Tang Feng was momentarily startled, “What bracelet?”

“A while ago, when Mr. Shen attended the opening ceremony of a new school he built in Da Shan, an old man from the village gave him a bracelet. Initially, Mr. Shen thought it was just an ordinary bracelet and didn’t pay much attention to it, accepted it and left ten thousand yuan for the old man…”

Tang Feng listened quietly to Qin Yanan’s narration, already realizing that bracelet was no ordinary item.

As expected, he then heard Qin Yanan take a different tack, “When he came back, he took a closer look at the bracelet and discovered that it has a significant history, indeed it was a court bracelet from the Hongwu era of the Ming dynasty.”

Tang Feng was immediately shocked.

Although he could not scan the bracelet with his system without seeing it and did not know the true value of the bracelet,

just the words “Hongwu era of the Ming dynasty” and “court bracelet” let him know the bracelet was extremely valuable.

Qin Yanan turned back to him and slowly uttered a few words, “That bracelet is worth at least ten million!”

“Hiss…”

Tang Feng sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.

A bracelet worth ten million.

And that was “at least”?

Even though he had encountered many antiques these past few days whose values typically ranged in the tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, at most a million.

A bracelet worth ten million definitely counted as a top-level antique.

“Mr. Shen can indeed be said to have reaped the rewards of his good deeds,” he said, envious but resigned to the fact.

Qin Yanan nodded, “Indeed. After finding out the true value of the bracelet, Mr. Shen went back to the mountain area to find that old man, told him the bracelet’s true value, and tried to return it…”

Tang Feng scratched his head, unable to fathom that knowing the bracelet’s value was sky-high, Mr. Shen actually tried to return it?

He didn’t know whether to call Mr. Shen naive or noble.

“What happened then?” His curiosity piqued by Qin Yanan, he was eager to learn more about Mr. Shen’s deeds.

“The old gentleman flat-out refused to take it back and even threatened with his life. Since Mr. Shen had no other option, he promised that after selling the bracelet, he would build a road for the village,” Qin Yanan’s admiration intensified.

For a businessman to act to such an extent, even those who are selfish can’t help but hold him in respect.

“I’m determined to help with this one!”

After listening to her narration, Tang Feng slapped his thigh decisively, startling the stall owner opposite him.

Because he was still holding a jade hairpin worth twenty thousand yuan in his hand.

“What on earth are you doing? Are you taking this jade hairpin or not? If not, put it down. What if it breaks—who’s going to take the blame?” the stall owner glowered at him irritably.

“It’s just a hairpin, isn’t it? I’ll take it,” Tang Feng retorted, getting riled up.

We are discussing how to save the world, what are you interrupting for?

He immediately transferred twenty thousand yuan to the stall owner, not even haggling over the price.

The stall owner collected the money with glee, sporting the smug look of someone who had just gotten a bargain.

“Why are you buying this? Got money burning a hole in your pocket?” Qin Yanan couldn’t help but tease.

“I thought the hairpin looked pretty, so it’s for you,” Tang Feng said while he deftly placed the jade hairpin onto her head.

“Tang Feng? You’re not trying to hit on me, are you?” Qin Yanan stared at him dumbfounded, her cheeks flushed.

Tang Feng quickly shook his head to deny it, “Can you stop imagining things? I just bought it on impulse, and didn’t know who to give it to. You just happened to be the lucky one to get close to the water first.”

Qin Yanan, feeling somewhat irked at his explanation, immediately yanked the hairpin off her head, “What do you mean ‘lucky one to get close to the water first’? As if I’ve taken some great advantage of you. Here, take it back—give it to whomever you want.”

Tang Feng didn’t take the hairpin, instead whispering in her ear, “This hairpin is worth at least a hundred thousand.”

“Really?”

Qin Yanan was first taken aback, then quickly put the hairpin back on her head, mentioning no more about “giving it to whomever.”

At the same time, she felt secretly astonished.

This guy’s eye for detail was too good, wasn’t it?

Just squatting around for a little while and he managed to spot a bargain?

Could he be lying to her?

That was actually something she needn’t have worried about.

Tang Feng had already scanned the hairpin with his system a moment ago, confirming it was indeed a piece from the late Qing period.

Moreover, it had come from a royal estate and had once been worn by a Commandery Princess, worth at least a hundred thousand yuan.

By this time, Wang Xiaodao had already dusted off himself and left, evidently having finished his reconnaissance.

Tang Feng promptly pulled Qin Yanan along, following from a distance behind him.

They did not continue to follow after he left the antique street.

“Tang Feng, we must help Mr. Shen. Do you have any ideas?”

Although Qin Yanan was worried for Mr. Shen, she didn’t have any good ideas, so she could only pin her hopes on Tang Feng.

“I’m getting a bit hungry. Let’s find a place to eat first, and we can talk while we eat,” Tang Feng said, rubbing his stomach with a broad grin.

Qin Yanan rolled her eyes, but ultimately found a noodle shop nearby and ordered a bowl of sliced noodles for each of them.

Tang Feng got a large bowl, while she settled for a small one.

When the owner brought them over, she pushed half of the noodles from her small bowl to him.

“Do you girls just live on air? Why are your appetites so small?” Tang Feng asked curiously.

“Who else? Which other girls have you had meals with?” Mr. Qin immediately seized on the key point in his words with keen sensitivity.

“So… never mind, forget I asked.”

Tang Feng bowed his head to eat his noodles.