Chapter Sixteen: Street Peddling

  After arriving at the library, Zhan Fei took out three library cards, one for himself, one for Guo Xin, and one for Zhou Tai. Each card could borrow five books, so they could borrow a total of fifteen books. Zhan Fei borrowed fifteen thick books related to his major and put them in his large backpack, then took a taxi to Qiwu Street.

  Half an hour later, Zhan Fei got out of the taxi and walked into this street which was a bit remote in terms of geographical location but not very few people. The original number of people on the street of strange objects was very small, but recently, a lucky guy spent 10,000 yuan to buy a jade Ruyi that looked very good in quality on the street of strange objects, and then took it to Tianxia Collection for expert appraisal.

  After identification, this jade Ruyi turned out to be an antique from the Ming Dynasty, worth 800,000 yuan. The lucky guy even revealed on the spot that his jade Ruyi came from Qigou Street.

  After that, the Bozhou TV station deliberately reported on the emergence of sky-high-priced antiques on Qiwu Street once, and then many people who wanted to pick up leaks and get rich on Qiwu Street flocked to it, so Qiwu Street also became lively. The original management fee of 10 yuan per day also rose to 20 yuan.

  He first paid twenty bucks, received a special cowhide paper for Qiguan Street, and then strolled around the street. This place really has everything, from strange-shaped stones to round-headed pet dogs, to all kinds of genuine and fake antiques.

  After wandering around for a while, Zhan Fei found an empty spot and slapped the piece of cowhide paper he was holding onto the ground. He then took out five bottles of primary treatment medicine and began writing on the cowhide paper with a colored pen: "External Injury Divine Water, replenishes blood, stops pain, reduces injury, 11,000 yuan per bottle."

  Zhan Fei thinks that if you want to sell something on Qiwu Street, the pricing has to be bold. If the price is too low, even if what you're selling is genuine, most people will think it's a scam because it's so cheap and effective. But if the price is higher, it's different. Although some people still might think it's a scam, at least some others will have doubts.

  Dare to open such a high price, maybe it's really a rare commodity? And Zhan Fei's primary treatment potion, the sales are also good, a tall and about three centimeters crystal bottle, filled with more than half of the red potion, looks a bit like a very high-end perfume. Zhan Fei estimated that his own potion can still attract some people over.

  Next, Zhang Fei sat in front of the large cowhide paper, reading a book while waiting for customers to arrive. Anyway, he was idle, and for the next half hour, Zhang Fei didn't open his mouth, or perhaps it's better to say that he didn't utter a word.

  His medicine, the appearance is indeed good, but many people look at it, few ask about it, most people here are thinking of picking up a bargain, spending a few hundred yuan to buy something worth tens of thousands, and the price is as high as 10,000, so passersby just take a glance, at most mentally praising "the bottle looks good", then walk away.

  So Zhan Fei could only sit there and read his book. Half an hour later, a middle-aged man in his thirties looked at the primary treatment potion on Zhan Fei's table for five seconds before finally speaking up: "Young brother, is this potion really that effective?"

  After waiting for an hour, someone finally asked, and Zhan Fei also immediately put down the book and said: "Of course, if it's not effective, would I dare to mark such a high price?" When he heard Zhan Fei's words, the middle-aged man also smiled and said: "If I were sitting here selling this thing, would you buy it?"

  Zhan Fei listened, stunned for a moment, shook his head, while the middle-aged man said: "That's it, little brother, this thing of yours is pretty good-looking, but it has no potential for appreciation. Those who want to pick up bargains won't buy it, and without credibility, those who really want to find good things won't buy it either. It would be strange if you could sell it.

  "Hey little brother, you should be a university student, right? Why don't you go back to the library and study instead? You can't make much money by cheating, and even if you do, it'll bring a lot of trouble! Sigh, these days' university students!"

  The middle-aged man sighed and shook his head as he walked away, but Zhan Fei suddenly said: "Wait."

  The middle-aged man listened and turned his head to look at Zhan Fei, saying: "What's wrong?"

  Zhan Fei listened, directly took a bottle of medicine and threw it to the middle-aged man, saying: "Thank you, this is a thank-you gift, don't want money, keep it, maybe it can be used at a critical moment."

  The middle-aged man took the bottle of medicine from Zhan Fei, also smiled, then waved his hand and put the medicine in his pocket, continuing to move forward. His face was also hanging with a smile, and he laughed: "Interesting young people."

  But as for Zhan Fei, he continued to set up his stall and read books at the same time. What middle-aged man doesn't understand this?

  The probability of others believing him is really too small, but anyway he has already come and brought so many books. If no one buys them, it's just like experiencing Chairman Mao reading in the midst of a bustling city. It's also increasing life experience. If someone buys, that would be even better. One bottle for 10,000 yuan, this profit is much higher than selling milk.

  However, Zhanfei's luck was clearly not very good. By noon, he still hadn't waited for a single customer. He could only temporarily close his stall and went to a small roadside stall to get a bowl of noodles. After finishing eating in three or five minutes, Zhanfei returned to his own stall and continued to set up shop. Zhanfei really didn't believe it - his genuine and affordable primary treatment medicine actually had no one interested?

  Time slowly passed, and the fifteen books borrowed from the library by Zhan Fei had already been read nine of them. However, his stall was still deserted, and Zhan Fei finally felt a bit frustrated, deciding to finish reading all fifteen books before packing up and heading home.

  Three hours passed quickly, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Zhan Fei had also seen the last few pages of the last book. Just as a young couple walked past Zhan Fei's stall, he finished reading his last book and was about to pack up and leave.

  However, at this time, the eyes of the young couple passing by were placed on the primary treatment potion exhibited by Zhan Fei. When she saw the effect of the potion, her eyes also lit up slightly, and then she spoke: "Is your potion really that amazing?"

  Just as Zhan Fei was about to pack up his stall, he heard the voice and looked up. He then saw a fairy-like woman standing there, looking down at him with an air of superiority. The woman appeared to be 25 or 26 years old, two or three years older than Zhan Fei. She had a tall and slender figure, and was extremely sexy, with a narrow waist and curvaceous hips, and her chest was particularly impressive.

  Because Zhan Fei was sitting at his own booth, when looking up from below, Zhan Fei was worried that the 36D full of elasticity would crush that slender waist and then smash himself in the face. Following the principle that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, Zhan Fei stood up and said: "Of course."

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