Chapter 145 Treasure Appraisal

Jiang Haochen casually picked up the garbage on Chen Si's stall. It was real garbage. At least Jiang Haochen didn't see what was special about these things. If he were asked to buy them, he would definitely not buy them. However, this was Qin Feng's request, so Jiang Haochen could only do it.

"Tell me an integer for the sum of these garbage, and I'll take them all!" Jiang Haochen waved his hand, looking impatient.

Chen Si's eyes lit up: "Okay, since it's Master Jiang who asked, I, Chen Si, won't be pretentious. Five hundred spirit stones!"

Jiang Haochen sneered: "Chen Si, you are treating me like a fat sheep, two spirit stones!"

"It seems that you still know that you are a fat sheep." Chen Si muttered to himself, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Two spirit stones are too low a price. Master Jiang, you are trying to kill me. Add a little more, add a little more. The lowest price is 400 spirit stones!"

Jiang Haochen laughed: "I don't want it!"

"No, no, no... One hundred, one hundred, only one hundred!" Chen Si hurriedly grabbed Jiang Haochen.

"Five, I will give you five at most. You can sell it or not. There are a lot of garbage on this garbage street. Do I want to hang myself on your stall?" Jiang Haochen threw five spirit stones on the stall.

Chen Si acted as fast as lightning. He collected the five spirit stones before they fell to the ground: "Okay, five spirit stones are five spirit stones. These things are all Master Jiang's."

Jiang Haochen grinned and packed all these things up. Five spirit stones were nothing to Jiang Haochen, but if he could identify a treasure from this pile of garbage, it would be a big profit.

As for the price of 500 spirit stones reported by Chen Si at the beginning, Jiang Haochen didn't take it seriously at all. This is the rule in this garbage street. They ask for a high price and pay back the money everywhere. These garbage sellers can make a shocking statement even for a piece of scrap metal. You can't believe a word they say. The only thing you can believe is your own eyes.

"Brother Qin, the people in this garbage street are all black-hearted. Some newbies who have just arrived in the garbage street can easily fall into their trap and buy their garbage at a high price." Jiang Haochen acted like an old man in the garbage street, as if he had completely forgotten that he had just bought a pile of garbage for thousands of spirit stones.

"Brother Qin, take a look, which of these things are good things." Jiang Haochen asked anxiously.

"Why are you in a hurry? The garbage street is so long. Take your time to look and pick. Isn't it better to leave the surprise to the end?" Qin Feng patted Jiang Haochen on the shoulder.

Jiang Haochen thought so too. Brother Qin still knows more.

In this Hundred Flowers Secret Realm, Jiang Haochen is a well-known fat sheep. It is common for him to spend thousands of spirit stones to buy garbage.

However, this time Jiang Haochen played a little too much. He spent tens of thousands of spirit stones in one breath, and this number is still growing.

"Master Jiang..."

"This, this, and this I want them all. Ten spirit stones, no bargaining!"

Under Qin Feng's instructions, Jiang Haochen ran to a stall and pointed at a few black lumps. He opened his mouth and asked for ten spirit stones without giving the other party a raise or bargain.

Who is not a smart person in this garbage street? Seeing that Master Jiang was so anxious, how could he not know that this was a treasure and was willing to sell it? He used his own means to identify it, but the result was a pile of garbage.

After several times in a row, these people regretted it. If they had known earlier, they would have sold it to Jiang Haochen. After all, it was ten spirit stones.

Who doesn't know that Jiang Haochen is a fat sheep in this garbage street? Today, this fat sheep is crazy about buying, buying, buying, buying.

Although Qin Feng and Jiang Haochen both had hundreds of thousands of spirit stones on them, ten spirit stones were already a huge sum of money for ordinary warriors, enough for them to practice for a period of time and buy some elixirs.

"This... this... this, five spirit stones, I want them!" Jiang Haochen said.

"Okay, Master Jiang, I'll pack them up for you right now!" The smart vendor immediately packed up all the garbage.

Jiang Haochen's crazy purchase was far from over. In just half a day, Jiang Haochen and Qin Feng went around the entire garbage street and spent nearly 100,000 spirit stones.

Such a huge amount even shocked the head of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm. The head of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm also knew that his young master liked to hunt for treasures in the garbage street, but in the past, the expenditure was at most a few hundred or thousands of spirit stones. This time, it reached such an astonishing number of 100,000 spirit stones, which was really incredible!

When Meng Jun walked into the yard, he was frightened by the piles of garbage in front of him. How much garbage did he buy back?

"Young Master, you've gone too far this time. If the Pavilion Master knew, he would probably put you in solitary confinement." Meng Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Grandpa Meng, you're wrong. This time I spent all my own money, not a single cent from Qianjin Pavilion. Why should father punish me?" Jiang Haochen said nonchalantly.

Qin Feng patted his palm lightly, shaking off the dirt on the surface of a broken sword, revealing the rusty sword body underneath.

Meng Jun shook his head. There were at least 8,000 broken swords of this kind in the garbage street. Under the erosion of time, they were rusted and lost their power. Now they were just a pile of scrap metal with no value.

Qin Feng flicked his finger, and a wisp of eternal fire wrapped around the sword. The rust fell off layer by layer under the burning of the flame, revealing the mysterious spiritual patterns.

Meng Jun's pupils shrank. Just from these broken spiritual patterns, it can be judged that this is at least a third-grade spiritual weapon. Even if it is broken and only retains part of its power, it can at least be worth one or two spiritual stones!

"Boom!" The flame shook, and all the rust fell off, and the complete sword body appeared in front of everyone.

"Fourth-grade spiritual weapon!" Meng Jun exclaimed. This broken sword was not a third-grade but a fourth-grade spiritual weapon. The value of a fourth-grade spiritual weapon is dozens or even hundreds of times that of a third-grade spiritual weapon. Even a broken fourth-grade spiritual weapon is worth at least dozens or hundreds of spiritual stones.

Moreover, the damage to this broken sword was minimal. Only the tip of the sword was cut off. The main spiritual pattern was not damaged. At least 70% of its power was retained. Such a fourth-grade spiritual weapon would cost at least hundreds or even thousands of spiritual stones!

Buying a pile of garbage would only cost a few spiritual stones, but this broken sword alone is worth thousands of spiritual stones. This is not a small profit but a big profit!

"It's okay. It only needs a few materials to be completely repaired. The carving of the spiritual pattern is not difficult. It should not be a problem to sell it for two or three thousand spiritual stones after the repair." Qin Feng waved the broken sword in his hand. The sharp aura seemed to cut through the space. It was obvious at a glance that this sword was not an ordinary item.

"Do you know how to refine weapons?" Meng Jun couldn't help asking.

"No way, Brother Qin, aren't you an alchemist?" Jiang Haochen also looked at Qin Feng with surprise.

"You are surnamed Qin and know how to refine alchemy. Could it be that you are Qin Crazy?" Meng Jun suddenly thought of something.

Qin Feng touched his nose. When did he have such a weird nickname?

"My name is Qin Feng, but I don't know if I'm the crazy Qin you mentioned." Qin Feng said helplessly.

"That's you. You've won the first place in Tiandan Domain by defeating all the Tianjiao. From being unknown to being famous in Tianwuzhou, you're the only one who has done it for thousands of years." Meng Jun laughed.

If you ask who is the most popular in this Tiandan event, it's undoubtedly Qin Feng. Even Huangfu Kun, who is known as the number one Tianwuzhou genius, was suppressed by him.

I thought Qin Feng was only slightly better in the way of alchemy, but now it seems that Qin Feng has some attainments in the way of refining.

Not everyone can repair a fourth-grade spiritual weapon. Those who can repair a fourth-grade spiritual weapon are all famous refiners in Tianwuzhou.

If Qin Feng can really repair a fourth-grade spiritual weapon, Meng Jun dare not say that his refining skills will be better than Huangfu Kun, but at least he can guarantee that it will not be worse than Huangfu Kun.

"Brother Qin, look at this, this medicine bottle can't be opened!" Jiang Haochen pulled it several times and found that he couldn't pull the cork out.

Qin Feng flicked his finger and a wisp of true essence sank into the medicine bottle. On the medicine bottle, some spiritual patterns suddenly appeared to form a set of formations. Was this medicine bottle actually protected by a set of formations?

Meng Jun was surprised. Everything in front of him was beyond his cognition. He had never seen a formation carved on a medicine bottle.

"This is a very ancient sealing formation, used to seal the medicinal properties of the elixir. Even after ten thousand years, the medicinal properties of the elixir in the medicine bottle can be retained and not lost completely. Haven't you seen it?" Qin Feng unlocked the sealing formation on the medicine bottle.

Jiang Haochen and Meng Jun both shook their heads. They were naturally knowledgeable as they were in Qianjin Pavilion, but they had never heard of this sealing formation.

From Qin Feng's tone, this thing was something from ten thousand years ago. It was normal for such a long-standing thing to be lost, but how did Qin Feng know about it.

"Oh, good luck, a fourth-grade high-level soul-condensing pill!" Qin Feng's mouth curled up.

"What! Fourth-grade high-level pill!" Meng Jun was shocked.

With these two treasures as a foundation, Jiang Haochen excitedly identified the next treasures, but after opening several jars in a row, they were all a pile of garbage.

Qin Feng sorted out the garbage one by one slowly, and then used the eternal fire to remove the impurities to reveal his true face. It took a whole night to sort out the garbage in a yard. When the last piece of garbage was sorted out, it was already early morning.

Jiang Haochen's eyes were full of bloodshot, but he was very excited. Thirty percent, a full thirty percent probability, such a high probability is simply shocking.

Although not every one of these thirty percent treasures is a fourth-grade spiritual weapon or fourth-grade elixir, its value has also increased by dozens of times. This pile of sorted treasures is worth at least one million spiritual stones!

"Brother Qin, we are rich!" Jiang Haochen was overjoyed.

Meng Jun was also full of emotion. He has been in charge of the Baihua Secret Realm for decades, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

Qin Feng has a keen eye, and he can pick out these dusty treasures from the billions of garbage on the garbage street. It must be said that this is a great skill. With this skill, even if his legs are broken, he will not have to worry about food and drink.

"I want this broken sword, I don't know if your Qianjin Pavilion can take the rest!" Qin Feng looked at Meng Jun.

Jiang Haochen's eyes lit up: "Grandpa Meng, this business was introduced by me, according to the rules, I can get a 5% commission!"