Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Cheng Fei'er, who was standing at the side, wanted to laugh. This guy had traveled the martial arts world with this excuse for so long, and he had finally met a tough nut to crack.

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly. "The water from the supermarket… It's unsanitary. Don't worry, I'll pay."

When the woman heard the first half of his sentence, her eyes widened and she was about to curse again.

But when she heard the second half of the sentence, she swallowed her words. "You're paying me, right? Then let me make it clear first. It's 10 dollars per cup."

Ye Feng nodded. "No problem."

"Give me the money first." The woman didn't let them in immediately. Instead, she stretched out her hand.

Ye Feng was helpless. He could only take out a hundred dollar note from his pocket. "I don't have any change. I'll give it all to you."

The woman finally squeezed out a smile. "Come in."

The two of them immediately followed the woman in.

As soon as they entered the door, they heard the woman continue to curse at the top of her voice. "Didn't you hear someone asking for water? Do I have to pour it myself?"

The two of them looked in the direction of her voice and saw a man washing clothes in the courtyard with his butt up.

Hearing the woman's reprimand, the man suddenly shivered and quickly went into the room to get some water.

He looked like he had met a wolf.

"What a waste. Other than providing useful sperm, I really don't know what use you have in your life. I was really blind at that time. Why would I like a piece of trash like you…"

The woman did not stop mocking the man, and the words she said were extremely harsh.

Ye Feng and Cheng Fei'er looked at each other. They were speechless.

Who said that Japanese women were gentle and virtuous and would obey their husbands?

It seemed that shrews didn't care about national boundaries!

The man quickly came out with two glasses of water and carefully handed them to the woman.

The woman glared at him. "Why are you giving it to me? Give it to them."

The man hurriedly nodded and bowed as he smiled. He then passed two cups of water to Ye Feng and the other two.

The two of them took the water. Before they could thank her, they heard the woman continue to shout. "Hurry up and drink it. Go after drinking it."

Ye Feng smiled embarrassedly, but he did not lower himself to her level. He drank water while looking around.

"What are you looking at?" the woman asked warily. "Could it be that the thief is here to scout the place?"

"I remember your face. If anything goes missing from my house, I'll call the police to arrest you."

Ye Feng really wanted to find a stinky sock and stuff it into this woman's mouth. It was like she felt she would feel uncomfortable if she did not insult others.

However, for the sake of that priceless treasure, he had to endure it.

"What is this smell?" He sniffed and turned to look at the woman.

"What smell?" The woman glared at him unhappily.

"It smells like pickled vegetables. It smells good." Ye Feng casually glanced at the room where the junk was stored.

"That's my family's pickled vegetables. You can eat them in a few days," the man suddenly interjected with a proud expression on his face.

This pickled vegetable was probably one of the few things he could find confidence in.

However, what greeted him was the woman's angry glare. "You talk too much."

The man hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to speak again.

Ye Feng pretended to be interested. "Can I take a look at your pickled vegetables? It smells really good."

The woman glared at him. "Why do you have so many things? Have you finished the water? Drink up and leave."

The male owner interrupted again, "Let them take a look. It won't take long anyway."

He probably wanted to show off to Ye Feng and the rest, and regain some confidence.

The woman looked at him coldly. "Do you have the right to speak here? Have you finished washing the clothes?"

The man had no choice but to walk to the basin and continue washing the clothes.

Ye Feng could not help but admire this woman. How did she train this man to be as obedient as a dog?

"Don't misunderstand. I'm just curious. I just want to take a look." As he spoke, he took out two 100-yuan notes from his pocket.

The woman's eyes lit up. She rushed over at the speed of a 100-meter sprint and snatched the two bills from his hands.

"Hehe, the hobbies of rich people are really weird. What's so good about a jar of pickled vegetables?"

The woman checked the authenticity of the money and opened the door of the storeroom.

The storeroom was filled with all kinds of junk. When the door was opened, dust flew everywhere.

Ye Feng and Cheng Fei'er quickly fanned the dust away. Only then did they see the scene inside clearly.

In the corner of the storeroom, there was a large vat.

This vat was about 70 centimeters tall, and the body of the vat was painted with the pattern of a blue and white five-clawed dragon rising in the sea of clouds.

From Cheng Fei'er's point of view, this vat was not very beautiful. It was far inferior to the brush wash that Ye Feng had received previously.

But Ye Feng was excited, because the deep scanning system had already given him the answer.

[Qing Jiaqing's authentic dragon-patterned blue and white vats, appraised as authentic. System valuation: 70 million Chinese yuan…]

Using an antique worth 70 million yuan to preserve vegetables, this strange couple was really wasting a heavenly treasure.

He could not help but sigh at the fate of these Chinese treasures.

Forget it, he would find as many as he could. He could only do his part.

"Have you seen enough? If you've seen enough, hurry up and leave." The woman saw him staring at the big vat and immediately urged him.

Ye Feng returned to his senses and smiled at her. "May I ask if you are selling this vat?"

The woman's expression immediately turned dull. She was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted. "Are you crazy? Who would buy someone else's pickled vegetable tank?"

Ye Feng coughed dryly. "That… I don't want to buy a vat, I want to buy pickles. In order to make it easier to carry them, I might as well buy the vat as well."

He could only make up a reason. If he only bought one vat, it would indeed be a little abrupt.

The woman did not agree immediately. Instead, she stared at him for a long time. "How much can you give?"

Ye Feng smiled. "Now I have to ask how much you want to sell it for?"

The woman rolled her eyes and demanded an exorbitant price. "10,000 Japanese dollars."

10,000 Japanese dollars was equivalent to more than 500 Chinese yuan. Perhaps this woman felt that it was a good deal to sell a jar of pickled vegetables for this much money.contemporary romance

But when Ye Feng heard it, he almost laughed out loud.

A super antique worth more than 70 million yuan could be bought for 500 yuan, and it even came with a jar of pickled vegetables.

Although he had picked up many loopholes, this one was undoubtedly the biggest.

He didn't even need to think about it before he agreed.

But at this moment, the spineless male owner suddenly rushed over. "You can't sell it, you can't sell this vat!"

The woman immediately glared at him. "Shut up. You have no right to speak here."

According to the previous situation, this man should have immediately cowered.

However, it was different this time. He didn't back down. Instead, he stood in front of the vat. "You really can't sell this vat."

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