The three Heipi people have been hanging out on this street for many years. They are typical local hooligans. They naturally know the principle of not taking the immediate loss, and they all shouted: "No more, no more, we don't want this money."
Ye Bufan said: "Are you sure you don't want it? 6.2 million is a lot of money, it will be enough for you to live on for a lifetime."
Heipi said: "Little brother, we know we were wrong. Please let us go this time. We will never dare to do it again in the future."
Ye Bufan looked at the smashed pottery figurines and asked: "To be honest, how much did you get this thing for?"
Heipi knew that he had met a ruthless person today, so he could only tell the truth: "30 yuan."
"30 yuan, right? Then I'll buy it and give you 100 yuan, so you don't have to look for it."
As he spoke, Ye Bufan took out a hundred-dollar bill and slapped it on his face, then turned and walked towards the pile of broken pottery figurines.
Everyone looked confused, including Hei Pi, who didn't know what Ye Bufan wanted with this pile of junk.
Under the gaze of passers-by, Ye Bufan picked through the cartons and then took out a black ring, which was exactly the one worn by the pottery figurine.
Although the pottery figurine is only 40 centimeters in size, this ring is no different from an ordinary ring. It just looks dark and has no decorations or patterns. If you throw it at a roadside stall, I'm afraid no one will pay you even two yuan.
want.
"What does this young man mean? What are you doing looking for such a tattered ring?"
"Who knows, this ring doesn't look like a valuable thing. I don't want it even if it's 100 yuan..."
The three black men looked at me and I looked at you. They all looked confused. They didn't know what this young man was going to do.
Little did they know that Ye Bufan was filled with ecstasy at this moment. He had already seen it when he looked through the carton.
What the pottery figurine wears on his hand is not an ordinary ring, but a rare magic weapon - a storage ring. This is a complete surprise.
As for how this storage ring was put on the pottery figurine's hand, none of this is important. What is important is that he now has this magic weapon.
Although this thing is not offensive in any way, it is definitely a high-quality magic weapon. With it, you don't need to carry anything with you, just put it in the ring.
He had seen the properties and usage of storage rings from the inheritance of ancient medicine, and thought it was just a legendary thing, but he did not expect to encounter it today.
Just when he was about to put the ring away, someone suddenly called out: "This little layman, can you show the ring to Pindao?"
Ye Bufan turned around and saw an old Taoist walking over.
This old Taoist was about fifty or sixty years old. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe and carrying a long sword on his back. He had an air of immortality.
However, Ye Bufan frowned after seeing him. Although this old Taoist looked like a human being, he had an evil aura all over his body. At first glance, he was not a righteous monk.
However, the skill of the veteran is real. Not only does his body have strong mana fluctuations, but his cultivation has reached the level before he established the foundation.
This was the first martial artist he met after receiving the inheritance. It seemed that besides himself, there were other martial artists in this world.
At this moment, the old Taoist's eyes were shining, staring at the ring, with greed in his eyes. It was obvious that he also saw the extraordinary nature of this ring.
Since Ye Bufan has determined that the other party is not a good bird, he will naturally not hand over the treasure he got.
He said: "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of showing things to others."
After saying that, he directly put the ring on his hand.
The old Taoist obviously didn't want to give up, and said again: "Little layman, this ring is destined for the poor Taoist, why don't you sell it to me? The old Taoist will not let you suffer a loss, I am willing to bid 100,000."
After the price was reported, everyone else was slightly shocked. The ring looked shady and worthless. Is this old man crazy? He was actually willing to pay 100,000.
The Heipi people were even more like this. They felt very unhappy in their hearts. They had just sold this pottery figurine for 100 yuan, and then someone immediately gave 100,000 yuan to them. Is this still a living thing?
The storage ring is a priceless treasure to Ye Bufan, and of course he will not sell it casually. He said: "I also like this ring, and I won't sell it."
A cold light flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and he said again: "1 million, do you want to sell it?"
Now the people around were in an uproar again. Although this is an antique street, 1 million is definitely not a small number. Most of the antiques here cannot be sold at this price, let alone an ordinary ring.
Heipi and Xiaobo's eyes were shining, and 1 million ran out of their hands.
At this moment, their intestines were filled with regret. If the other party hadn't been unable to offend him, they would have rushed forward and snatched the ring from their hands.
What surprised them even more was that Ye Bufan just shook his head slightly, without any sign of being moved, and turned around and walked out of the crowd.
The old Taoist shouted from behind, unwilling to give up: "Little layman, 1,000,000, the old Taoist is willing to pay 1,000,000 to buy this ring."
Ye Bufan said without looking back: "Don't say 1,000,000, I won't sell it even for 100 million."
"Oh my God, what kind of ring is this? Is it more valuable than a top-grade diamond ring?"
"Impossible, how can a broken ring be worth so much money? I think the two of them are just acting here..."
"Are you mentally ill? They've already left, why don't they act for you? Besides, this ring doesn't belong to him at all, but was given to him by those guys in Heipi..."
Hearing the number 1,000,000, Heipi almost lost his breath and even forgot about the pain in his hands.
The most ridiculous thing is that he didn't get 600,000 yuan, but he lost 1000,000 yuan.
When the old man saw Ye Bufan insisting not to sell, a sinister light flashed in his eyes, and then he walked out of the antique street.
Ye Bufan walked around the antique street again and visited almost all the shops. He didn't find the magic weapon he wanted, so he could only leave here disappointed.
After leaving the antique street, he found a deserted place and took off the storage ring.
This was an ownerless thing, and it was very convenient to use. He directly made a mark on it with his spiritual consciousness, and it would be his own from now on.
This is a treasure left over from the past. I don’t know if there is anything good in it. Ye Bufan penetrated his consciousness into the storage ring, but found that it was empty and there was not a single thing in it.
Although I was a little disappointed, I felt relieved afterwards.
This storage ring is a treasure in itself. With its capacity of hundreds of square meters, it is a rare and top-quality storage ring.
With a thought in his mind, all the cinnabar-yellow label paper and other things he was holding in his hand disappeared, and were all transferred into the storage ring.
There is an independent three-dimensional space inside this ring, and everything except living things can be stored.
Moreover, the space inside the ring is different from the space outside. There is no concept of time. Things will be as they are put in. You will never have to worry about corruption and expiration.
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the side: "Boy, hand over the treasure quickly, and I can spare your life."
