Chapter 629: Good Things

If Chen Yu hadn't accidentally broken through while looking for the cranberry flowing-heart pastry, he would only be able to use decoctions.

But now that he has broken through, he has awakened the "Extraction Pill" technique; simply put, it is alchemy.

The path of alchemy is broad and profound, capable of maximizing medicinal efficacy, doubling the effects compared to decoctions. Chen Yu is only at the introductory level now; if he grows in strength in the future, the Extraction Pill technique will also improve, and by then, the medicinal power could increase tenfold.

But that is a matter for the future; what Chen Yu needs to find now is something suitable for refining medicine.

After strolling through a nearby shopping mall, when Chen Yu exited the station, he had a purple clay rice cooker in his hand.

This thing is an industrial product; although it cannot compare to the alchemy furnace in his inherited memories, it is heat-resistant, so he will make do with it. If he could have something better, Chen Yu would definitely not settle for this thing.

Just as he was planning to head back, he turned his head and discovered that there was actually an Antique Street on the side of the mall.

Chen Yu was startled. This Antique Street has some history and is a place that old Shengjing residents often visit. He should go inside and take a look; perhaps there are good things inside.

Putting away the rice cooker, Chen Yu entered the Antique Street.

Being in the Primordial Qi Realm, his perception is already beyond that of an ordinary person. As Chen Yu stepped in, he sent out his consciousness, and all the jade wares displayed on both sides of the street appeared in his mind.

Generally, anything with value will possess a strand of ancient, simple Spirit energy; if not, those items are just a mass of black and white gas in Chen Yu's consciousness.

It is just a pity that most of the things here are modern crafts, at most treated with imitation-antique techniques to make them look more like antiques.

After all, in modern society, there are not many things left that one can truly pick up as a bargain. Chen Yu finished walking the entire street before long.

There are many street stalls on this street, and there must be tens of thousands of items. What surprised Chen Yu was that they were all crafts.

So, he won't say much about how deep the water is in the antique business. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt an ancient and vicissitudinous aura from a large antique shop on the side.

Chen Yu looked at this shop with some surprise. He saw that the shop was medium-sized and the decoration was passable. He stepped into the shop.

He saw that the antiques displayed in the shop were dazzling, but that ancient and vicissitudinous aura was emanating from a Green Cauldron in the middle of a pile of cluttered goods.

Chen Yu's eyes lit up; it was truly a case of someone providing a pillow just as he was feeling sleepy. Judging from the aura of this cauldron, this is definitely not an ordinary object.

Moreover, it is suitable for Extraction Pill, but Chen Yu knows that the water in the antique business is deep. The more he shows that he likes it, the more the other party will raise the price, so he first pretends to look at other things nonchalantly.

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man with small eyes and a handlebar mustache. His speech is flattering, and he exudes a kind of shrewdness and vulgarity from head to toe.

A young man is sitting on the sofa in front of him, and the young man is holding a Blue and White Porcelain vase in his hand.

"Young Master Liu, your eye is truly good. This Blue and White Porcelain vase is top-grade in terms of both texture and color, and it was unearthed not long ago. I had just received it when you saw it," the shopkeeper said fawningly to the young man.

This young man is dressed luxuriously, and there are three big men following him. These three big men have sharp glints in their eyes, and their gazes give people a sense of oppression. It is obvious that these three big men are bodyguards, and they have special backgrounds; they are definitely not comparable to ordinary bodyguards.

Judging from the shopkeeper's expression and attitude, this young man is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Heh, Lao Wu, your shrewdness is well-known. If there were truly good things, you wouldn't sell them to me," the young man called Young Master Liu raised his head, looked at the shopkeeper with slanted eyes, and looked disdainful.

"Cough, cough, Young Master Liu, you say that... if there were good things, I would notify you the first moment I got them." The shopkeeper was choked by these words, but he still said with a face full of smiles.

"Forget it. I've dumped over ten million here back and forth. Only the Jade Ruyi from last time was worth a little money; the others were all losing deals." Young Master Liu snorted coldly and put the Blue and White Porcelain in his hand back on the table: "How much do you want for this thing?"

"Old acquaintance, Young Master Liu, a fair price: three million." Lao Wu gritted his teeth and reported a number.

He is clear about this Young Master Liu's identity: he comes from a big family and is not short of money. Coming to buy antiques is just a hobby; whether he makes money or not doesn't matter, the main thing is to prove that his eye is good.

And if the price were reported low, he wouldn't want it; after all, he is a person who is not short of money.

But this time, after he reported the price, a trace of hesitation clearly appeared on this Young Master Liu's face. He cursed: "Lao Wu, this time it's something I need to give for my grandfather's birthday. What if it's fake?"

"Young Master Liu, you are joking. How would I dare to deceive you? This thing is guaranteed authentic," the shopkeeper Lao Wu said with absolute certainty.

"I don't believe your mouth anymore. Alright, you go attend to others first; I'll consider it again," Young Master Liu waved his hand and continued to examine this antique.

"Alright, Young Master Liu, you look first; I'll go attend to the guest over there." Lao Wu bowed and then walked to Chen Yu's side.

"This friend, what would you like to see?" Lao Wu said with a beaming smile.

"Just looking around. If there are any good items, you can recommend some," Chen Yu smiled.

"The things on the display cabinets here are all quite good. Friend, you can take a look to see if there is anything that catches your eye. If there is, the price is negotiable," Lao Wu laughed: "Our shop is a thirty-year-old shop; we do not cheat the young or the old."

"The things on the display cabinets?" Chen Yu shook his head and said: "Boss, you need to bring out some hard goods."

"Hard goods?" Lao Wu was slightly startled, and his gaze toward Chen Yu immediately became cautious. Although the things displayed on his cabinets are not authentic, the methods of simulation are all able to stand the test.

Unless one is an expert, otherwise it is really not easy to see the authenticity of his things.

"Right, hard goods," Chen Yu smiled and said: "You haven't already put out all your hard goods, have you?"

"Heh heh, what is your surname, friend?" Lao Wu smiled and said: "There are hard goods, but the price will be slightly higher. For example, the Blue and White Porcelain that Young Master Liu is looking at, three million..."

"That is worth three million?" Chen Yu laughed. He shook his head and stopped talking, then pretended to look nonchalantly at the cauldron in the pile of miscellaneous items. He pointed to that bronze cauldron and said: "Boss, what is this thing?"

"This? Haha, guest, you truly have a good eye. This cauldron was just unearthed; it is an item from the Shang and Zhou periods, thousands of years from now. I was just planning to put it out," Lao Wu laughed loudly: "If you want it, I won't say much; one price, six hundred thousand."

Chen Yu secretly cursed that this grandson really dared to ask for a price, and was extremely shrewd. The cauldron was forty centimeters high, about a square foot, and covered with verdigris, looking dilapidated. He must not have valued such a broken thing, throwing it in the pile of miscellaneous items.