At these words, the little old man, who had been wearing a bitter smile just moments ago, instantly perked up, his face breaking into a smile as refreshing as a spring breeze.
"Oh my, honored guest, please, please! Everything I have here is a fine treasure—there's absolutely no such thing as junk."
"Buy it, and you profit."
"Look at this vase. It looks like a vase, but in truth, it is indeed a vase."
"However, this vase was given to this old man by a peak Daluo Golden Immortal expert. He said there was some kind of treasure hidden inside, but this old man has studied it for years and still hasn't figured out anything."
The shopkeeper pulled out a beautifully shaped, vividly colored bottle from beneath the counter and handed it to Zhang Ling'er.
Out of curiosity, Zhang Ling'er picked up the bottle and examined it carefully for a while.
"Mm, the colors and patterns are indeed pretty, but it's useless. Next."
Setting the bottle down, Zhang Ling'er clasped her hands behind her back and began browsing.
A glance from the corner of her eye caught sight of Ye Lin selecting items in the distance.
"The panel says it's a damaged vase, but there are so many damaged vases here. How am I supposed to tell which one it is?"
"Zhang Ling'er isn't simple. If I specifically pick the things in her hands, it won't make sense. That'd be far too obvious."
"Mm..."
Squatting on the ground and looking at the dozen or so damaged vases before him, Ye Lin stroked his chin in thought.
Suddenly, a spark flashed through his eyes.
Since I can't find it, why not just buy all these damaged vases?
Good idea.
After that, Ye Lin began single-mindedly gathering the damaged vases, collecting every