68: Flea Market

After handling the stocking, Ye Su and Chen Xinyi had no more pressing matters.

Throughout the day, they either bickered and teased each other or went out together to find food, whiling away their leisure time on the weekend.

In the evening, the two inevitably engaged in another passionate battle.

After they had washed up and lay back on the bed, the time silently crept to midnight.

Today's Intel (Level 2): At the Yongchao Flea Market, there's a stall this afternoon selling a completely sealed piggy bank blind box. The vendor's asking price is 200 yuan. Inside the piggy bank is a 1912 Founding Commemorative Silver Coin. Due to its condition, the suggested selling price is around 12,000 yuan.

A 12,000 yuan Founding Commemorative Silver Coin—the value of this Level 2 Intel really plummeted.

After several consecutive pieces, from a 120,000 yuan layered painting to two bottles of 30-year-old Moutai, and then to yesterday's facial mask intel that could earn him tens of thousands, Ye Su's appetite had unknowingly grown.

Suddenly, the Level 2 Intel dropped back to his initial expectation of one to two tens of thousands, leaving Ye Su feeling a little disappointed.

"Indeed, it's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality."

12,000 yuan is still money, and looking at the intel's hint, he only needed to go and buy the piggy bank blind box. The difficulty of acquisition was simply too easy, so Ye Su felt relieved.

"I'll sleep, and then go check out the situation with this piggy bank tomorrow afternoon."

Ye Su turned over, clutching an adult stress ball, and drifted off to sleep.

...

The next day, Ye Su and Chen Xinyi spent some intimate time in the apartment, and then, with his "professional" eye, he helped her film several currently popular positive energy videos.

After Ye Su's guidance during this period, Chen Xinyi's video-making skills had greatly improved. Coupled with her excellent external conditions, her fan growth rate was faster than before, finally breaking through to six digits.

Although there were no fan benefits, which meant Chen Xinyi's account had no income from live streaming, causing her to be too lazy to waste time and energy, she simply gave up on live streaming business.

However, with the increase in fan numbers, businesses started approaching her for promotional product placements, which still provided her with an additional income each month.

After finishing the video shooting, they cooked lunch together, and after eating, Ye Su left the apartment in the afternoon.

The Yongchao Flea Market mentioned in the intel was still a bit far from his rented apartment, so Ye Su parked his electric bike at the subway entrance and took the subway to his destination.

Upon arriving, Ye Su finally saw the true face of the Yongchao Flea Market.

Although called a market, the Yongchao Flea Market wasn't a covered market type; it was simply many vendors setting up stalls on the riverside sidewalk.

At a glance, there were at least over a hundred stalls.

"There are quite a lot of people."

The weekend weather was quite good. Even before Ye Su stepped into the Yongchao Flea Market area, he could already see the entire sidewalk bustling with people.

There were people looking for bargains and watching the excitement, families bringing their children out to play on the weekend, strolling couples, and elderly people from nearby—it was a vivid picture of urban life.

"Shoes, clothes, toys, fans, ancient coins... mahogany furniture, even treadmills."

Ye Su, who was visiting such a place for the first time, found everything novel.

"That's the one!"

Walking along the stalls, in the latter half of his walk, Ye Su finally found a square metal piggy bank, about ten to twenty centimeters in size, glowing faintly in front of a middle-aged man's stall.

"Handsome guy, feel free to look around." Seeing Ye Su stop in front of his stall, the boss eagerly greeted him.

"Okay."

Ye Su squatted down, casually rummaging through the items on the stall.

The vendor's items were also diverse; besides the piggy bank mentioned in the intel, there were table lamps, screwdrivers, and even roller skates—it was practically a small department store.

After casually browsing, Ye Su picked up the glowing piggy bank. As soon as he held it, he found that the piggy bank's weight exceeded his expectations.

Clank—

With a gentle shake, various coin clanking sounds immediately came from inside, which made Ye Su instantly understand what the intel meant by "blind box."

"Boss, there's something inside."

"Yes, Handsome guy, when I collected this piggy bank, it already had money inside."

Seeing Ye Su interested in the piggy bank, the boss eagerly introduced it:

"But the piggy bank is sealed. I haven't sawn it open, so I don't know how much money is inside. Nowadays, blind boxes are popular, so I thought of selling the piggy bank and the money inside together. If you buy it, you can find a way to open it; maybe you'll earn a hundred yuan or so."

"A piggy bank blind box." Ye Su found it quite interesting: "Boss, you really know how to do business."

"Haha, I learned this from you young people." The boss enthusiastically promoted: "How about it, Handsome guy, want to buy it and try your luck?"

"Sure, how much?"

"Hmm..." The vendor feigned a moment of hesitation before quoting: "If you're interested, I'll take a loss and sell it to you for three hundred."

The intel had hinted that the vendor's psychological price was 200.

He probably thought Ye Su was young and was trying to size him up.

Ye Su didn't feel angry: "Three hundred is too expensive. How about two hundred? I'll still have to put in effort to open this piggy bank when I buy it back."

"Handsome guy, shake it and see, there must be at least several hundred coins inside, maybe even banknotes. Selling it to you for three hundred yuan is not expensive at all."

"Several hundred coins is several hundred, but whether they are several hundred one-yuan coins or several hundred one-dime coins makes a big difference!" Ye Su didn't budge:

"One price, two hundred yuan. If it's okay, I'll buy it and open it. If not, then forget it."

After speaking, Ye Su made to put the piggy bank back.

Seeing this, the boss stopped acting and, before Ye Su could put the piggy bank down, nodded in agreement: "Alright, alright, I'll sell it to you for two hundred yuan."

He couldn't open the piggy bank for sure, but he had shone a flashlight inside beforehand and could see that besides coins, there were other things similar to arcade tokens.

He said there were several hundred coins, but the boss couldn't say for sure how many were one-yuan coins. Selling it for two hundred yuan, he felt he definitely wouldn't lose money.

"Okay, I've scanned the money to you."

After paying, Ye Su didn't forget to show his phone screen to the boss for confirmation.

"Okay, money received." The boss pointed to other items on the stall: "Handsome guy, is there anything else you want to buy? I can give you a better price."

Ye Su looked left and right, but didn't find anything that interested him.

There were indeed a few copper coins in a basket, but without intel hints, Ye Su couldn't understand them and could only give up the idea of relying on himself to pick up a lucky find.

"No more."

Ye Su carried the piggy bank and walked along the remaining stalls, but didn't find anything else he wanted to buy.

Considering it would be troublesome to carry the piggy bank, after leaving the Yongchao Flea Market, Ye Su hailed a cab to the subway entrance to ride his small electric bike back.