Tomb Raider: Building a Family of Immortal Bloodline

Feng Chen didn't know what happened next. He was worried that someone was chasing him, so he and everyone in Fengjia Village didn't rest that night.

It was not until dawn that they arrived at the town they had been to before.

The town is busy in the morning.

Feng Chen did not stay for too long and asked everyone in Fengjia Village to go to the breakfast shop again to eat some steamed buns.

After buying a ticket at the town station, I took the earliest bus out of town and headed to the nearest county.

After a sleepless night, everyone in Fengjia Village looked exhausted.

But without Feng Chen's order, they did not stop.

...

After a week of traveling around in circles, I finally got out of the station in Qingxi Town.

Looking at the familiar Qingxi Town.

Everyone in Fengjia Village had smiles on their faces.

They are back. They are back safely.

"Chief, shall we go back to the village now?"

Feng Shan looked at Feng Chen and asked,

Feng Chen thought about it and shook his head, "Uncle Shan, there's no need to rush back to the village. It's still early. Let's go to the antique street in Qingxi Town!"

Before, he sent his clansmen to Qingxi Town to inquire about it. He knew that there was also an antique street in Qingxi Town. Although it was not large in scale, it could also trade funeral objects.

The many funerary objects they brought back from the general's tomb can now be exchanged for some money.

There's no need to drag.

After all, he had spent all his money on this trip back home, so he should prepare some money for future use.

"Yes, patriarch!"

Although everyone wanted to return to the village immediately, they still held back when they thought about the funeral objects.

Following Feng Chen, we turned left and right in Qingxi Town and arrived at a special street outside Qingxi Town.

This is the antique street in Qingxi Town.

There were many pedestrians inside, and everyone wore a mask to hide their true face.

Feng Chen was not surprised by this. This was an unspoken rule in the antique trade, not letting others see one's true appearance.

It's also for your own safety.

“Everyone, wear a mask!!”

Feng Chen issued instructions to everyone in Fengjia Village.

"Understood, Patriarch!"

Everyone in Fengjia Village quickly took out masks from their backpacks and put them on their faces.

Not to mention, once the mask is on, only the eyes are exposed, and no one can recognize each other.

Feng Chen waved his hand, "Let's go in!"

"yes,"

It was the first time for everyone to enter the antique street, and they looked around curiously.

Feng Chen observed the antique street. There were more than twenty antique shops and a long row of stalls below.

There were almost two or three people standing in front of each stall.

There are more people in the store.

Therefore, Feng Chen and his group did not attract anyone's attention when they entered the Antique Street.

"Chief, should we sell it at these stalls? Or should we sell it in that store?"

Feng Shan asked quietly. He found that the stalls selling funeral objects could also sell funeral objects.

Feng Chen pointed to the shops nearby.

"Uncle Shan, we are going to sell in the store. We need to pay a stall fee to set up a stall here, and we can't set up a stall here without paying the stall fee!"

Some time ago, he had inquired about some things about the Antique Street in Qingxi Town.

If you want to set up a stall in Qingxi Town Antique Street, you need to pay the stall fee in advance.

Feng Shan nodded when he heard this, "So that's how it is."

"Uncle Shan, don't worry, I'll take you around first,"

Feng Chen took everyone from Fengjia Village on a stroll around the antique street to broaden their horizons!

At the same time, Feng Chen also found a suitable store for trading during this period.

Qingming Antique Shop!!

This antique shop has a lot of traffic, which basically means that the antique business is good.

Good business, in a way, also reflects a good reputation.

To put it bluntly, it would be much safer to do business in such a crowded place.

Walk into the Qingming antique shop!

Feng Chen looked at the layout of the place. There were seven or eight shelves filled with antiques and cultural relics. People were standing in front of the shelves, as well as service staff in uniform, who were introducing the various funerary objects on the shelves.

"Sir, take a look at this bowl? This bowl is 500 years old and is really valuable!"

"Sir, take a look at this jade pendant. It was just unearthed from the ground. Look, it's in great condition."

The sound came from all directions.

Feng Chen looked at those things. A small part of them were real, and a large part of them were fake.

This is the unspoken rule of antiques. Each person buys for his own wish, and no one can control it.

Feng Chen walked past them and prepared to go inside.

A pretty and sweet girl stepped forward and said, "Sir, are you looking to buy funeral objects?"

Feng Chen glanced at the girl and shook his head, "I'm not buying funeral objects, I'm here to sell them."

When the woman selling funeral objects heard this, her pupils flashed with light and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Sir, please wait here for a moment. I will call our general manager over."

"it is good,"

Feng Chen was waiting there.

The woman quickly called a middle-aged man over.

The middle-aged man looked at Feng Chen and his group with a warm smile on his face. "Sir, are you here to trade in underworld items? Is that true?"

"It's true!"

Feng Chen said calmly,

"Sir, follow me to the antechamber."

The middle-aged man became even more enthusiastic and took Feng Chen and his party to the reception room upstairs.

Feng Chen came in and found a chair to sit down. The middle-aged man sat opposite him.

Feng Shan, Feng Huo and others stood or sat in other corners of the room.

The middle-aged man seemed familiar with this situation, as if he had seen many such teams.

Looking at Feng Chen, he smiled and said, "Now could you please take out the underworld artifact for the transaction?"

"Don't worry, our Qingming antique business is absolutely reliable, and there will never be any cases of black-eating-black situations! !"

The middle-aged man assured again and again,

Feng Chen nodded, "Okay,"

After saying this, he glanced at the closed mountain next to him.

Feng Shan understood and handed the backpack behind him to Feng Chen.

Feng Chen took it and put it in, but in fact he took out seven ceramic jars from the storage space.

Among them, 4 pieces are broken and pieces are intact.

Feng Chen decided to use these to test the waters first and see how much these underworld objects were worth in this world.

Seeing Feng Chen took out a black bag,

The middle-aged man stared at the black bag intently.

Feng Chen didn't keep the person in suspense. He put the black bag on the table, opened it, and revealed the contents.

Three complete funerary objects were taken out from the general's tomb, as well as four semi-complete ceramic bowls.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man put on his gloves professionally, picked up the first complete bowl and examined it carefully.

"Sir, the patina on it is still cold and cold. It must have just come out of a tomb. It must be at least four or three hundred years old."

"It's a real underworld weapon!!"

The more the middle-aged man looked, the more surprised he became. After looking at the three bowls, he knew that they were all real infernal objects.

He looked at the four broken bowls at the back and was sure that these were also real.

Looking up at Feng Chen, he said, "Sir, I have appraised all these funerary objects of yours. They are all genuine funerary objects. I wonder how much you want to sell them for?"

Feng Chen had already estimated a rough price in his mind, but he did not say it directly. He looked at the middle-aged man.

"Let me see if you are sincere. If you are sincere, I will sell it to you. If you are not sincere, forget it."