Transmigrated Into the Vicious Stepmother in a Historical Novel - Chapter 28

Sheng Fei’s eyes flickered with curiosity as she watched them bargain, negotiate, buy and sell. It wasn’t much different from how people sold things in her time. Majority of people on the streets rode bicycles with crossbars.

She looked at the people coming and going with a blank look and crouched down in front of a small stall.

Seeing the man next to her picking and choosing through the items on the stall, Sheng Fei observed closely for a while.

The stall owner was a frail old man in his seventies. His pair of squinting eyes scrutinized Sheng Fei. His wrinkled old face occasionally broke into a smile, the laugh lines around his eyes becoming deeper.

For someone as naive as Sheng Fei, she was very easy to cheat.

They were unlike those old-timers who had been struggling in society for many years and were not easy to trick, but like an innocent lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Encountering this type of customer was a chance for the old man to make some extra money, so he was more than happy to have more people like her come by.

Last time, a young man argued and fussed to check out the antiques, but he was still cheated out of dozens of yuan by him, right?

He looked Sheng Fei up and down, his wrinkled old face shaking slightly.

Seeing her cheap clothing and the bits of grass in her hair, with a large patch of dust on her back, she looked like she had just escaped from somewhere. This kind of comrade was definitely curious about antiques but had no money.

And who knows, she might even be a bit dishonest. The old man’s face hardened, and he eyed Sheng Fei’s movements even more warily.

Sheng Fei was about to continue watching how the customers bought antiques, but the man had finished picking and left. Sheng Fei was left with nothing to observe. She noticed the old man staring intently at her, as if afraid she might do something.

Sheng Fei furrowed her brow, wondering if the old man was crazy.

Seeing that Sheng Fei hurriedly walked away because of his stare, the old man nodded in satisfaction. This woman must have changed her target after she knew that she couldn’t steal anything.

Thinking about it, he leisurely sat back in his chair and gently fanned himself.

For people like them, it was a three-year cycle. Open the stall, live off it for three years, and then no need to rush to advertise. They just wait for people to come around and take a liking to something and then bargain.

Sheng Fei did leave, but not because of the old man’s gaze. It was because she roughly confirmed that there were no valuable items on the old man’s stall.

Sheng Fei was not an expert on these things, but she knew that she could absorb energy from antiques and jade agate.

Now that her power was depleted, she wanted to try to absorb some energy from the antiques with the goal of strengthening herself.

After wandering around, she found that all these stalls were more or less the same, without any real valuable items.

Then the sound of bargaining next to her caught Sheng Fei’s attention. She followed the crowd to see how they were negotiating the prices.

“This is a good item from the Qing Dynasty, 3,000 is the price, no bargaining!”

The man fiddled with the item for a while and shook his head. “How about 30?”

Sheng Fei’s eyes widened in disbelief. They could bargain like this? She thought the stall owner would be angry, but instead he glanced at the customer and sighed, “Deal, one hand for money and the other for goods.”

Sheng Fei sucked in a breath. This was allowed?

Imitating the man, Sheng Fei picked up an item that attracted her. It was a bead that seemed to be made of aluminum aloy with some Sanskrit engraved on it. As she held the bead in her hand, it felt warm to the touch, and a faint green glow flickered in her lowered eyes.

The bead’s glow quickly dimmed.