My stall is a bit fierce

"Xingyu, go down!"

With a smile on his goatee's face, he looked at Zhao Zifeng, "Young man, your strength is good, I am very short of people like you in Jingyuanzhai!"

"No need, I can't afford it!"

Zhao Zifeng shook his head, turned around and entered the shop.

Seeing that the kid was so shameless, a gloomy look flashed across Goatee's face.

"Master, let's..."

"No, I want to see what kind of storm he can stir up!"

After speaking, Goatee turned and left.

With a shop, Zhao Zifeng still has to consider what to sell. He has a system, and everything can be turned into a real thing.

Thinking of this, he decided to go to the wholesale market in this world first.

"I'll go out for a while, you find someone to clean out the shop." Zhao Zifeng urged.

"Don't worry, this girl will definitely arrange it."

After leaving the shop, Zhao Zifeng walked towards the antiques in the west of the city. If he wanted to say where there are the most fakes, it must be here.

There were so many people here, Zhao Zifeng had just walked to the street corner, and he could see the darkness.

"I have the hundred-year-old Canglong Beastmaster's blood essence, don't miss it when you pass by!"

"Thousand-year black iron, the first choice for casting weapons!"

"The treasure map of the Eastern Territory, there are treasures of the strong with nine patterns!"

……

Hearing these yelling sounds, Zhao Zifeng's heart was moved. When he got closer, he found that they were all broken copper and iron, and none of them were reliable.

However, for him, it doesn't matter if it is true or false, as long as the quantity is large and the filling is sufficient.

"Boy, what do you want to buy?"

"I want it all!"

Zhao Zifeng glanced roughly and said directly.

"My stuff is not cheap, it's the tooth of the Beastmaster of the Western Regions, this..." The stall owner started talking nonsense.

"Okay, just these rags, one piece is not worth a few rough stones, I'll give you fifty, can you sell it?"

Zhao Zifeng couldn't help laughing, what these people are talking about is outrageous.

"Sell, can sell!"

The owner of the small stall is very happy, even if he has fifty rough stones, he can make some money!
As soon as they saw the young man spending a lot of money, the rest of the people gathered together.

"Master, look at mine, I have a genuine demon-slaying knife!"

"I still have the secret knowledge of the strong man with nine patterns!"

The people around were chattering, making Zhao Zifeng's forehead hurt.

"Enough, be quiet, I'm full of these, one by one!"

Ever since, Zhao Zifeng swept away all these low-priced street stalls, and his pockets, which were considered ample at first, were deflated in an instant.

Seeing Zhao Zifeng leaving with big bags and small bags, many people laughed, "It's really been a long time, there are everyone, such an idiot should be happy every day!"

"Yeah, this kid is really a great man!"

"I want to buy another batch of goods, maybe this kid will come again!"

Of course, Zhao Zifeng didn't know about these words.

"I am back!"

Chu Yixin looked at the big and small bags he was carrying, and hurried over, "My God, what did you buy?"

"Hey, it's all good stuff!"

Zhao Zifeng threw the bag on the ground and carried it all the way, so fucking tired!
Chu Yixin opened it excitedly, and was immediately dumbfounded.

"This, this, this Qingyun sword is fake, right? And the secret book of the strong man with nine patterns? The most outrageous thing is this, can you buy the glass cup?"

"Glass cup?"

"That's right, this is the famous weapon of Mei Li, the strong man with nine patterns. The cup can accommodate mountains and rivers, and it is a treasure to suppress one side. You must be fake!"

Speaking of this, Chu Yixin's face was full of admiration.

"Where is Qingyun Sword?"

"Everyone in the Central Region knows that when the Nine Patterns powerhouse, Jian Xin, used the Qingyun Sword to break the two regions with one sword!"

Chu Yixin glanced at Zhao Zifeng suspiciously, this man didn't know anything about how he survived until now.

"That's it, anyway, no matter what the origin is, from today onwards, we will sell these things!"

Zhao Zifeng let out a long breath, not to mention how excited he was, with the system's function of turning fakes into reals, these fakes will definitely become real.

By then, he will be the richest person in Wanbao City.

Good luck.

Zhao Zifeng waited all morning, but no one came.

"I said no one would buy it!"

Chu Yixin looked like she knew this a long time ago.

Zhao Zifeng rubbed his chin. He thought of the methods used by supermarkets on earth to promote discounts. If he can promote them hard, maybe the business will improve.

"Go and buy two planks and come back!"

"What's the use?"

"Don't talk nonsense, go!"

Chu Yi stomped her feet angrily. Her generation of chivalrous women has been reduced to running errands for others!
After half an hour.

She carried the plank and walked back panting.

"The speed is not bad, you don't have to worry about the rest!"

Zhao Zifeng picked up the stone and began to write on the wooden board.

There are two rough stones in the audience, only two rough stones!
Putting the wooden boards at the door of the shop, Zhao Zifeng took a chair and sat outside the door.

"Come, come, don't miss it when you pass by, there are only two rough stones in the audience, only two low-grade rough stones!"

Hearing the yelling, many people gathered. This statement is quite strange. There are two rough stones in the audience.

"Isn't this a lie?"

"Yeah, cheap is not good!"

"Two low-grade rough stones!"

Hearing everyone's discussion, Zhao Zifeng said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't buy it or not. Those who have money will buy it for money, and those who have no money will buy it for themselves!"

Hearing this, everyone wanted to go and see it.

The counter is full of all kinds of strange things, ranging from swords to rare treasures, all in disorder.

"Isn't this Qingyun Sword?"

"Tch, here is the thousand-year-old black iron!"

Many people bought it with the mentality of having fun.

Chu Yixin stood by the counter and kept collecting rough stones. This little girl smiled like a money fanatic.

Once the shop becomes popular, there will only be a constant stream of people coming and going.

Zhao Zifeng didn't care about this.

System prompts kept ringing in his mind.

"Ding, the host has sold the goods, and the system automatically replenishes the goods, glass cups, Qingyun sword, ancient scrolls..."

The reminder sound didn't stop, Zhao Zifeng laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

Everyone thought they had won, but in fact, the biggest winner was Zhao Zifeng.

As the sun set, the people in the shop finally dispersed.

The reminder sound in Zhao Zifeng's head finally stopped.

"Wow, we earned thousands of rough stones in one day, Zhao Zifeng, what is your brain made of? It's amazing."

Chu Yi's eyes are full of small stars, and the dream of getting rich that she has been thinking about all along has come true just like this.

"What is this? Five percent is waiting for you!"

Zhao Zifeng pushed half of the rough stone to her.

"Ah, so much, give it all to me?" Chu Yixin covered her mouth, she didn't expect him to be so generous.

"Give it back to me if you don't!"

"Yes! Who said no!"

Chu Yixin pocketed all the hundreds of rough stones.

"Come on, let's go to the restaurant for a while, I'll treat you!" Zhao Zifeng smiled.