After Rebirth, My Fiancé Helps Me Avenge the Wicked Scum-Chapter 106: Blocked

Chapter 106: Stopped

Mengyu’s eyes widened as she looked at Cheng Jiuhe.

It was then that she realized, at this time, distinguishing between antiques and cultural relics was difficult, and one misstep could lead you to cross a red line and turn into a trafficker of cultural relics.

There was once a person who brought a Blue and White Porcelain Vase to sell. The folks from the Cultural Relics Management Office tried to confiscate it, and the owner, out of anger, smashed his own vase.

As a result, they charged him with another crime: destruction of cultural relics!

Moreover, those who trafficked cultural relics for profit and were caught in serious cases could be sentenced to ten years in prison!

So, who would dare to openly sell antiques at this time?

That is to say, her original idea of collecting antiques, letting the storage talisman absorb the Sun and Moon Essence, and then selling them, was no longer viable.

She could collect antiques, but she couldn’t sell them!

And from the ten thousand yuan she made selling Lingzhi, how many antiques could she buy?

This Essence Value was too hard to earn!

Mengyu now deeply regretted not taking more gold from the storage talisman. She only took that one piece, and it was taken just before returning the talisman.

All those treasures in that storage, her Mom’s original owner had nineteen storage spots, and she wouldn’t mind if she took a few treasures.

In fact, she even spoke about giving that storage to her, but her own biological mother stopped her.

And because her biological mother refused to give her, she acted tough, only taking some medicines she thought wouldn’t sell for money, leaving behind all other valuables that could be exchanged for money!

Even the pearl necklace, earrings, and bracelet that she wore in front of Ye Rushui to show off like a rich person were also returned.

As a result, when she wanted to use money, she had none to use.

If antiques couldn’t be sold, then she could only buy and collect them for now, but without money, how could she collect antiques?

Without antiques, from where could she provide the Sun and Moon Essence for the storage space to upgrade and earn Essence Value?

She was very weak now; medicines couldn’t be sold, or it would cause trouble.

Antiques couldn’t be sold, or it would cross a serious line.

Though there were a pair of antique vases in her space worth hundreds of millions in the future, she couldn’t turn them into money now.

What could she use to purchase antiques?

Perhaps she had to revert to her old ways after returning, scavenging?

However, she had scavenged for sixteen years and only once did she find an antique vase, almost losing her life in the process; antiques are not so easily found.

Unless she changed from scavenging to collecting, some rural families do have many old items.

But a slip up, and you could be caught as a trafficker purchasing cultural relics and sent to a labor camp.

Mengyu was despondent, her only hope now turning to Cheng Jiuhe.

Seeing his sister looking at him with trusting and hopeful eyes, Cheng Jiuhe promptly thumped his chest, "Little sister, don’t worry, if brother said he’ll take you, then he will definitely take you! However, before we go, we’ll need to disguise ourselves."

True, the regular market had no antiques for sale, but some underground markets did. It’s just that most people didn’t know about them. Moreover, you couldn’t get in without someone to lead the way.

Cheng Jiuhe knew of this place because he once heard someone from the circle mention it.

Thus, Cheng Jiuhe, this "soldier," took his newly recognized sister to the "bandit’s" territory, all to cheer her up.

However, to avoid trouble, both of them disguised themselves, they even took down the license plate from the car.

The vehicle continued on to the suburbs and entered a farm. There were fields, lands, and a fishpond resembling the agritainment of the future. From the outside, you would never guess that this was an underground black market for trading antiques.

At the farm’s entrance, a tall man stopped Cheng Jiuhe’s car: "Sorry, this is private property, we don’t accept visitors."