After the evening self-study get out of class, Li Song ran to Chu Mingfeng happily: "Brother Feng, let's go home together."

"Ahhh, no, Brother Feng, I'll go back first." Li Song ran away again.

Chu Mingfeng smiled and saw Zhou Qianhua coming.

"Chu Mingfeng, let's go home together."

"OK."

When he walked to the school gate, Zhou Qianhua asked, "Chu Mingfeng, where do you live?"

Chu Mingfeng thought for a while and said, "Blue Road."

Chu Mingfeng did not say exactly where is the Blue Lan Road. When Zhou Qianhua heard Chu Mingfeng say about Blue Lan Road, she was still a little surprised. Those who could live on Blue Lan Road were either rich or noble. If Zhou Qianhua knew that Chu Mingfeng lived in the Blue Lan Apartment, Zhou Qianhua would definitely be even more surprised.

Zhou Qianhua glanced at the bus stop not far from the school gate and said, "My family lives in Longhu Road. Although it is not together, it is still the same as the road. Bus No. 823 is here. Let's get on, get on."

"If I don't take the bus, I want to buy a jar for making medicine, preferably a jar made of bronze." Chu Mingfeng thought about buying a jar for refining medicine, and went back to refine the stems and leaves of the Qike grass into pills and put them in it.

"If you want to buy bronzes, I'll take you to a place."

"Okay." Chu Mingfeng was worried that he didn't know where to buy a pot of medicine.

Zhou Qianhua led the way, and the two walked slowly on the quiet road. The neon lights at night were flashing, and the entire East China Sea was a beautiful night view. The river water reflected the waves, and the willow trees on the roadside swung in the wind and rustled leaves.

After walking for more than twenty minutes, Zhou Qianhua took Chu Mingfeng to the entrance of Liujiayuan on Longhu Road.

The gate of Liujiayuan is an antique wooden lacquered door. The door is very small and there are two large red lanterns hanging next to the door.

When you walk into Liujiayuan, it looks like a small town isolated from a metropolis. Antique shops are everywhere on both sides, and people set up stalls to sell antiques on the roadside.

"This is the most famous antique street near my house. Maybe you can find what you are going to buy."

Zhou Qianhua introduced.

Chu Mingfeng looked at Liujiayuan Antique Street. There were indeed everything sold here. Although it was evening, there were still people in groups of three or three to pay for treasures.

"Brother, I am the original work of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" by Zhang Zeduan of the Song Dynasty. I will sell it to you at a cheap price of 10,000 yuan." A middle-aged man wearing a gray jacket and wearing a messy hair on the roadside said to Chu Mingfeng who was looking around.

"Swish." Zhou Qianhua laughed out loud. This is also the original work of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival". Isn't this lies with my eyes open? Will this original work of such a world-famous painting appear in the hands of a person who sets up a street stall? What a fool?

Zhou Qianhua was about to pull Chu Mingfeng away, but Chu Mingfeng suddenly stopped.

Chu Mingfeng squatted on the ground and was not interested in the fake painting. Instead, he grabbed a black stone next to the fake painting, as if he was very interested in the stone.

"Brother, you... do you want this stone?" the street stall owner asked. If Chu Mingfeng wanted a stone, he wouldn't mind giving him the stone cheaper. Anyway, this stone was picked up by him to press the cloth.

"Where did you get this stone?" Chu Mingfeng asked.

"I picked it up."

"Where did you pick it up?" Chu Mingfeng asked.

"In Jingyun Mountain, brother, what's wrong?" The street stall owner was asked inexplicably by Chu Mingfeng.

"Do you remember where you picked up this stone?" Chu Mingfeng asked.

"Remember, just halfway up the mountain, at the entrance of a cave." The street stall owner still answered truthfully.

"When I have time, you can take me to that cave. Is it okay? I will give you two thousand travel expenses." Chu Mingfeng said.

"Ah..." The street stall owner had no idea what Chu Mingfeng was going to do.

Chu Mingfeng took out a stack of money from his arms, counted five to the street stall owner, and said, "I will give you a deposit of 500 first. If you are willing to take me to that cave, I will give you the remaining 1,000 yuan."

The street stall owner took the money and looked carefully. He found that it was not fake money. He felt relieved. He didn't care why Chu Mingfeng wanted to go to the cave and nodded: "Okay, brother, how can I contact you?"

"Give me your phone number, I'll call you then."

"Okay, my phone number is 135 [69 Book Bar-WWW.69 SHAME. COM] [69 Book Bar-WWW.69 SHAME]. My name is Zhou Wednesday, and you can also call me Zhou Mazi." The street stall owner reported his mobile phone number.

Chu Mingfeng remembered the phone number of the street stall owner in his heart, so he took Zhou Qianhua to another place, leaving the street stall owner's stunning eyes.

"Chu Mingfeng, why did you go to that cave? Is there anything special about that stone?" Zhou Qianhua asked in confusion.

"Well, I want to go and have a look in the cave where he picked up that stone."

Chu Mingfeng did not give any more explanation. He just found a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy from the black stone. He knew it was an ethereal stone, but the spiritual energy on the stone was too thin. His current skill was not enough to use the thin stone with the spiritual energy to open the space ring in his hand. He needed to find an ethereal stone with more spiritual energy to open the space ring.

I didn't expect that I would find clues related to the Ethereal Stone so soon, so Chu Mingfeng was still so happy.

Chu Mingfeng and Zhou Qianhua came to the door of Yazhuxuan. The boss of Yazhuxuan was an old man in his sixties, gray hair, eyes, and wearing Tang suits. He looked elegant.

After walking around Yazhuxuan for a while, Chu Mingfeng finally chose a jar made of bronze. It was enough to use it for refining medicine for the time being. He also chose a white porcelain bottle.

"Grandpa, how much does these two things cost? Sell them to me." Chu Mingfeng said to Yazhuxuan's boss.

The boss of Yazhuxuan saw two middle school students walking around his shop, but he didn't care much. He came to buy antiques or sell antiques. Most of them were adults, and they were still adults who were not too young and had no financial resources. He didn't expect that the middle school student in front of him really chose two things.

However, the two things Chu Mingfeng chose were not antiques with good looks, and their collection value and artistic value were not very high. He also paid attention to a reputation for being a perfect person in business, so he said, "Brother, you can get these two things for 1,000 yuan."

"Okay, thank you grandpa."

Chu Mingfeng took out 1,500 and took away these two things.

For Chu Mingfeng, 1,500 is nothing. He has a rich aunt, and he doesn't care about money. Although this bronze jar and white porcelain bottle are not very good, he can still use it at the moment. As long as it helps his cultivation, he will do anything, let alone a mere 1,500 yuan.

Walking out of Yazhuxuan, Zhou Qianhua looked at Chu Mingfeng like a monster. It was difficult for her to understand why Chu Mingfeng wanted to buy these two things.

Chu Mingfeng knew that Zhou Qianhua had doubts, so he took the initiative to explain: "I'll take it back and learn to collect it."

"Ah, are you playing with collection?"

It is hard for Zhou Qianhua to believe it.

"Ding, the system prompts: Zhou Qianhua's favorability to his master has increased to 45%, which is still fifteen percentage points away from his favorability to 60%. Master, come on."

"Ah!" It was Chu Mingfeng's turn to be surprised. Chu Mingfeng didn't know where he got the 5% favorability he suddenly gained.

"Zhou Qianhua has become interested in the owner's collection. He thinks that the owner is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and versatile, so he has more favorable feelings for the owner by five percentage points." The Baojian system took the initiative to explain to Chu Mingfeng.
Chapter completed!