Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

Chapter 212 Is this tit-for-tat?

"3000 yuan." Old Feng reported the price that An Xueyan secretly gave him with a painful look on his face. If he had asked to quote the price himself, it would probably have been 1000 yuan.

Zhang Shan was definitely not satisfied with the price and said, "3 is too little. Look at what I have, they are all genuine. They are definitely worth more than this."

Seeing that they were indifferent, he gritted his teeth and said, "Since you are the first customers here, I don't want 1 yuan. 9 yuan will be fine."

Mr. Feng still shook his head: "No, it's too expensive. I can give you an additional 500 at most."

The two of them went back and forth, and finally bought these things for 7 yuan. The money was in the bag that An Xueyan was carrying. It was 7 yuan that she had just taken out from the space. Old Feng was not surprised that she had so much money. He thought it was given to his daughter by An Qingping, so he secretly complained that this man had no limit to spoiling his daughter.

After settling the payment, the master and apprentice put the things in a box and tied it to the back seat of the bicycle, so An Xueyan could only sit on the front bar.

On the way, Mr. Feng was riding his bike and didn't have the energy to talk. After he got home and took a breath, he started asking.

"Are all these things real?" He was not very knowledgeable about antiques.

This kind of thing still depends on An Xueyan's own eyesight. He is just a tool today.

An Xueyan put the box on the table and replied, "All I see are genuine items. Even if there are fakes in there, as long as there is one real thing, I won't lose anything if I wait for ten or twenty years."

"Just be aware of this. You've staked all your family's savings on this. You should be more careful with your spending. Your father has a hard time, too."

What did I do to An Xueyan in my previous life that I have to raise such a prodigal daughter in this life?

He couldn't even take out his coffin money and spend it all on his young disciple. I sympathize with An Qingping for a second~~

An Xueyan looked at her master, shook her head and gave him a sympathetic look. She didn't know what she was thinking. Seeing that he had misunderstood, she didn't explain.

Because this matter cannot be explained at all, her father can only take the blame.

She nodded obediently and said, "I know, Master. My father is the best to me. I will be filial to him in the future."

"And I think Zhang Shan is not that simple. You'd better not look for him in the future." Thinking of the recent transaction, Mr. Feng felt that Zhang Shan had problems everywhere.

"I know what he said isn't true, but he's probably not a thief. No matter how he got these things, now that they're in my hands, I won't let them be used by people with bad intentions. I think it's worth paying for them."

Moreover, this money was obtained for free, which is equivalent to using other people's money to obtain these cultural relics.

After knowing that his disciple was not someone who could be easily fooled, Old Feng stopped talking about it and started reading the only medical book that interested him. The more he read, the more surprised he became.

An Xueyan also leaned over to take a look, 10 minutes later.

Feng Laodao said: "The contents of this book should be true. There is no signature on it, so I don't know which predecessor left it."

I flipped the book upside down, and found that the page with the author's name at the back had been torn off, which made it a pity that the author of the book would not be known to future generations.

An Xueyan said firmly, "Although I don't know who wrote this book, if we have the chance in the future, we can spread the valuable knowledge he left behind so that more people can learn and save more patients."

This is also her true inner thought. She chose to study medicine because she wanted to thoroughly understand the contents of the medical books in the space, and then combine them with Western medicine knowledge to help more people who are suffering from illnesses recover and prevent more people from being troubled by diseases.

It was also the major she originally wanted to study in her previous life. When she was a child, she thought that doctors in white coats looked so sacred, but during the college entrance examination, her parents intervened and she applied for the finance major, and later studied business management.

Seeing that she would inherit so much money in the future, she gave up her dream. There was nothing she could do about it, because she knew the importance of money since she was a child.

Mr. Feng knew that she had a good memory, so he asked her to memorize it first and then copy it down. He would just look at the handwritten copy when the time came. As an apprentice, she must serve her master.

So An Xueyan moved the big box into her room. At night, after her master fell asleep, she went out again.

We arrived at the yard where the king scorpion entered today. The family inside was sleeping soundly, so we gave them some sleeping pills.

Looking around the yard, I found that this house was a later-built residential building and it didn't look like it had any secret rooms.

She found an iron box of money in the room where Wang Xiezi and his wife slept. There were almost 2000 yuan in it. She didn't touch the money and continued to search.

The kitchen and the utility room were not spared, but no evidence was found that this person had done anything wrong, so he could only suppress his suspicions in his heart.

I returned home feeling depressed and saw that my house had also been visited by a thief. Damn, is this a case of tit for tat?

I anxiously went to check on my master's condition. Fortunately, he was just drugged. I fed him some antidote and he woke up after a while.

After waking up, Mr. Feng said, "It seems like someone is keeping an eye on us. Is there anything missing from our house?"

An Xueyan felt very guilty: "Master, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I got you into trouble."

She suspected that she had been spending lavishly recently and might have been targeted by someone. She would have to investigate how the other party knew her address. She was very sure that no one had followed her.

"It has nothing to do with you. Who knows when someone will target you?" Mr. Feng comforted him calmly. This little thing was not enough to scare him.

An Xueyan checked the whole house. All her things were put in the space. Apart from being messed up, no money was lost. The 200 yuan that Mr. Feng had left outside for pocket money was taken away, and other valuables might not have been found due to time constraints.

"Master, should we call the police?"

"Let's go to the police station and file a case and have them investigate."

So the master and the disciple went to the nearby police station together. They were both worried about the other staying at home alone, so they both went.

The police officer on duty heard that thieves had broken into the house, recorded their statements, and then went to the house to check the traces at the scene.

After reading it, the police officer sighed and said, "This clearly shows a veteran criminal. There are so many unemployed people these days, so we can only do our best to investigate. We may not be able to catch the perpetrator, so you should be mentally prepared."

Now their public security manpower is limited, and they may not be able to find all the suspects of these petty thieves. They can only check all the second-rate people in this area tomorrow.

Mr. Feng nodded. "We understand. Thank you for your hard work. If you have any news, please give us a call."

When they first recorded their statement, they said that they would leave the day after tomorrow and left their hometown contact information. The two police officers left quickly. They had been busy until late at night. After all, Mr. Feng was old and looked very tired. An Xueyan urged them to go to bed.