Li Pingfan had grasped the mysteries of the evolution of the Eight Trigrams, enabling him to directly perceive that the vitality in the elderly man was exceptionally vigorous!
Even though the old man was already eighty years old, Li Pingfan dared to assert that he still had at least fifty years of lifespan left!
In other words, if he died a natural death, this elderly man would live to be over one hundred and thirty years old!
This was simply appalling!
But what shocked Li Pingfan even more was the Lan family!
The fact that such an elderly man was in their service showed that the foundation of Ivy City's top family was terrifyingly substantial!
"Uncle Qin, I want to buy some gold. Could you please bring some money for me?" Lan Mengchen's tone was also very respectful, not like speaking to a servant, but rather to an elder.
"Gold? Miss, you've never liked such things before. May I take a look at it?" Uncle Qin asked.
"Please, Uncle Qin." Li Pingfan didn't dare to neglect,immediately holding the small gold ingot with both hands and presenting it to Uncle Qin.
"Hmm!"
Uncle Qin glanced at it casually and immediately showed a surprised expression: "Young man! Are you really going to sell this ingot?"
Li Pingfan looked puzzled: "I do want to sell it. Is there a problem?"
Lan Mengchen also widened her clear, beautiful eyes—she had never seen Uncle Qin make such an expression before.
"This is a Tang Dynasty ingot. They are very rare now, and those preserved in such perfect condition are even rarer!" Uncle Qin held the small ingot, examining it carefully, looking quite reluctant to put it down.
The Tang Dynasty!?
Li Pingfan froze, and ecstasy surged in his heart instantly!
So, what Second Senior Brother had brought wasn't ordinary jewelry, but a box of well-preserved—Tang Dynasty antiques!
This was a sign that he was about to make a huge fortune!
"Uncle Qin, please give me an estimate. I'm sincerely willing to sell," Li Pingfan had no interest in antiques at all; converting them into bright red banknotes was the right path!
"If you're sure you want to sell, I think six hundred thousand yuan is the most reasonable price," Uncle Qin said.
What? Six hundred thousand?
Upon hearing this, Li Pingfan's mind went blank.
Three thousand yuan had suddenly become six hundred thousand yuan—that was a full twentyfold increase!
Ten small ingots would be six million yuan!
What did that mean?
Except for the village head's family, the combined savings of over a hundred households in Chenjia Village didn't amount to six million yuan!
What's more, Li Pingfan still had three gold hairpins and three jade hairpins left in his hand—this was definitely an even greater fortune!
Li Pingfan was completely stunned, and only one sentence remained in his mind: Five words float in the sky— 爽爽爽爽爽 (awesome, awesome, awesome, awesome, awesome)!
"Young man, if you have no objections, tell me your bank account, and I'll transfer the money to you immediately," Uncle Qin said in a deep voice.
"Of course I have no objections!"
Li Pingfan shook his head to calm himself down temporarily: "I have nine more identical small ingots. Could Uncle Qin take them all?"
"What!? You have nine more?" Uncle Qin was completely shocked.
He had thought that one small ingot was already extremely rare, but he never expected Li Pingfan to have nine more!
"Yes! Such antiques are hard to come by. If you're willing to sell, I'm willing to buy!"
Uncle Qin seemed to have a special fondness for these small ingots, even forgetting that it was Lan Mengchen who wanted to buy the gold.
"Great! That's settled then!" Li Pingfan immediately took out the additional nine small ingots and reported his bank account.
Uncle Qin didn't hesitate and made a direct online bank transfer.
"Six million! A full six million... I'm really making a huge fortune this time!" Li Pingfan was overjoyed, as if every pore in his body was cheering.
The moment his account balance changed, he was certain that his life was about to undergo earth-shattering changes!
"Li Pingfan, calm down! If you get too excited, you won't be able to spend the money!" Lan Mengchen smiled.
Watching Li Pingfan's joyful appearance, her mood also improved.
Of course, where there was joy, there was frustration.
Shi Dafeng wished he could slap Shi Mingwei, this trouble-making son, to death.
If it weren't for this prodigal son stirring up trouble, the ten small ingots would have long been in Shi Dafeng's possession for three hundred thousand yuan.
Now it had become six million yuan—a loss of five million seven hundred thousand yuan in and out!
It wasn't just frustration; Shi Dafeng felt like his heart was breaking.
Yao Bingbing didn't have a heart to break, but she had an intense urge to spit blood.
She had broken up with Li Pingfan just yesterday, and today Li Pingfan had obtained six million yuan!
Based on how Li Pingfan had felt about her before, she could have enjoyed at least half of that six million yuan, but now she couldn't get even a penny of it.
Just thinking about this made Yao Bingbing regret it to the core.
Later, Li Pingfan and Lan Mengchen were both ready to return to school, and Li Pingfan naturally got a ride in the Rolls-Royce!
"Why did you come to the jewelry store today? You don't seem like a girl who likes jewelry," Li Pingfan asked curiously.
"Next week is my grandmother's birthday banquet. I was going to buy her a birthday gift, but I couldn't find anything suitable," Lan Mengchen's bright eyes showed disappointment.
"What kind of jewelry does your grandmother like? Couldn't you find anything suitable in so many jewelry stores?" Li Pingfan asked.
"My grandmother likes simple, antique-style items, but the jewelry now has exaggerated designs. I really can't find anything suitable..." Lan Mengchen sighed.
"Ha! This is like falling asleep and finding a pillow!"
Li Pingfan grinned and took out all the things from his backpack: "Take a look! Is there anything you like here?"
Three gold hairpins and three jade hairpins—all brought by Second Senior Brother from Gao Village, absolutely genuine antiques! And definitely in simple, elegant styles!
"Master Chen, are you moonlighting as a street vendor? Why do you carry these things with you..." Lan Mengchen couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh my god! Tang Dynasty antiques!"
Uncle Qin, who was driving, glanced in the rearview mirror, and his hands trembled, almost driving the car into the green belt.
"Uncle Qin!?"
Lan Mengchen was taken aback, her delicate little face filled with surprise.
Uncle Qin, known for his calmness and nicknamed "Stone Buddha," had lost his composure repeatedly after meeting Li Pingfan. This was simply incredible!
"All the items in Mr. Chen's hand are Tang Dynasty antiques! The style! The carvings! There's no mistake!" Uncle Qin was extremely excited.
"All antiques?" Lan Mengchen's mouth formed an "O" shape, her face full of shock.
Li Pingfan grinned: "They're definitely not street vendor goods. Feel free to choose one."
"Well, I'll choose this white jade hairpin. The pattern on it is an ancient character for 'longevity.' The meaning and style are both good,"
Lan Mengchen smiled in satisfaction and said: "Uncle Qin, please give an estimate."
But Li Pingfan waved his hand and said: "No need for an estimate. I'm giving this jade hairpin to you."
"No, it's too valuable," Lan Mengchen said.
"Take it!"
Li Pingfan stuffed the white jade hairpin into Lan Mengchen's hand, then took out a golden phoenix hairpin and a black jade hairpin and handed them over: "These two are for you and Uncle Qin. Thanks to you both, otherwise I would have lost a fortune on those small gold ingots."
"Young man! Don't be too impulsive. Do you know that the three items you want to give away are conservatively valued at over ten million yuan!" Uncle Qin said seriously.