Transmigrated Into the Vicious Stepmother in a Historical Novel - Chapter 35

“All these things of mine are antiques from the previous dynasty. Look at these bottles and jars, they are very valuable items. If any of them happen to break, you might end up staying here.”

“Okay, don’t worry, I’ll be very careful.”

Sheng Fei did not take the old man’s words to heart.

After getting permission, Sheng Fei started wandering around the shelves.

Her fingers gently touched an antique bottle, and she found that there was no reaction, so she knew that there was no energy inside and it was fake.

So Sheng Fei moved on to the next item.

She touched about ten of them, all in the same situation.

There was no reaction and they were all fakes.

Sheng Fei felt a little dejected and continued to wander and touch.

She thought that just doing this was not enough, if only she could go to the real antique collection stores or the state-protected museums to touch those.

The energy there must be inexhaustible for her.

Just the thought of it made her excited.

Sheng Fei’s face broke into an excited smile, but the old man sneered.

Those antiques were all fake, there were no real ones.

If there were real ones, he wouldn’t have put them on the shelves. Thinking that this young girl knew nothing, he could make a big profit today.

But a woman like Sheng Fei could at most just look but not afford to buy, so the old man didn’t pay much attention to her.

At this time, a man and a woman entered the store. They were dressed smartly, obviously people with purchasing power.

Especially the man, his clothes and pants looked very trendy, so the old man shifted his attention to the couple.

Sheng Fei was still touching one by one, but after a while, she suddenly touched upon a good treasure.

Because as soon as her hand touched the snuff bottle, the energy of the antique was absorbed by her.

The antique’s brilliance instantly dimmed.

Sheng Fei’s eyes lit up as she picked up the snuff bottle and played with it.

At this moment, the woman standing in front of the counter pinched her nose and said disdainfully, “This place looks so dirty and old, all these things feel dusty and dirty.”

The man smiled and explained to her, “You don’t understand, many of these are antiques, and you can also find some real antiques.”

The woman was a little surprised. “Can such a small shop have real antiques? Aren’t they all just deceiving things? Look how dirty they all are.”

“There’s a lot of knowledge in this!”

The man smiled and explained to her gently.

The conversation between the man and woman made the old man a bit uncomfortable. He wrinkled his nose and gently fanned himself with a palm fan, but didn’t say anything.

Customers are guests, the old man had no need to drive them away because of momentary irritation.

Sheng Fei had basically touched all the antiques, and she only found one snuff bottle and one jade butterfly.

The snuff bottle looked very antique and probably not worth much money, but the jade butterfly seemed to have some history and might not be cheap.

Sheng Fei weighed it in her hand and thought about it. She also wanted to buy the jade butterfly to take home, she just didn’t know how much it would cost.

If it exceeded her expectations, Sheng Fei wouldn’t buy it.

So Sheng Fei placed the snuff bottle and jade butterfly on the counter.

“Old man, how much are these two items worth?”

The old man just casually lifted his eyelids, glanced at them, and then lay back down on the recliner.