Chapter 1: Let me go!

  Zhao Menfeng stopped explaining again and asked with a smile: "I've said this much, you should have a feeling, what's most important?"

  "Identity, a Feng Shui master's identity."

  Zhao Men nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad, you're absolutely right. It's the identity of a Feng Shui master. Identifying magical artifacts first requires being a Feng Shui master. Generally, non-Feng Shui masters can only make rough judgments, but not truly discern them. Only Feng Shui masters have the means to observe deeply."

  Wang Ke's eyes lit up, and he personally brewed another pot of tea for Zhao Menfeng. Then, with great respect, he said: "Master Zhao, I know you're a Feng Shui master, so I'd like to follow you and learn about Feng Shui. You mentioned earlier that you were willing to teach me how to identify magical artifacts. If I don't become a Feng Shui master, I won't be able to identify them."

  Zhao Menhong burst out laughing and said: "You little kid is very clever, I'm really curious how much you can learn from me!"

  Wang Ke's face lit up with a brilliant smile, although Zhao Menfeng didn't directly teach him the knowledge of Feng Shui, but the meaning of his words was very clear: he was willing to teach, but how much Wang Ke could learn, that he wasn't sure.

  Feng shui master!

  A feng shui master with magical powers can not only change the geomancy of a place, but also change a person's destiny, turning bad luck into good fortune, bringing wealth and prosperity, and transforming misfortune into good fortune...

  It's time for me to learn this magical skill!

  His heart was filled with excitement and agitation.

  "Mr. Zhao, what are the basic knowledge of Feng Shui studies?" Wang Ke asked hastily after calming down his excitement and agitation.

  Zhao Menfeng stood up and walked towards the second floor. A few minutes later, he returned from upstairs again.

  He handed a book about Feng Shui knowledge to Wang Ke and Zhao Menfeng finally spoke up, "Feng Shui knowledge is vast like the smoke-filled sea, and this book I'm giving you is just the most basic knowledge. Let me briefly tell you about it, and when you have time later, you should flip through it a few times and memorize all the content..."

  In the following days, Zhao Menfeng tirelessly taught Wang Qi about Feng Shui knowledge, and Wang Qi also absorbed the knowledge that Zhao Menfeng imparted to him like a thirsty man drinking water. His memory was very good, especially after breaking through the second level of the "Dragon Elephant" technique recently, which surprised him with a significant improvement in his memory compared to before. With his full attention and rapid memorization, he remembered all the content that Zhao Menfeng explained.

  "Boss Zhao, I just dug up something good, take a look and see if it's an antique? How much is it worth?"

  Just as Zhao Menfeng was explaining to Wang, two middle-aged men rushed in from outside. The two men looked very interesting, one was fat and tall, the other was thin and short. The fat middle-aged man had very white skin, looking like he had a rich temperament, while the short and thin middle-aged man had dark skin, as if he had been exposed to the sun for many years.

  The one who shouted loudly was a middle-aged man who was both thin and short.

  Zhao Menfeng obviously knew the two middle-aged men, but he didn't greet them. His gaze fell directly on the wooden carving held by the shorter of the two middle-aged men.

  On the wooden carving, two dolls, a boy and a girl, are carved, surrounded by five bats forming a circle, tightly surrounding the two dolls in the middle.

  Zhao Menfeng took the wooden carving and slightly narrowed his eyes, scanning it repeatedly. The carving was somewhat old, although exquisitely crafted, but after observing it, Zhao Menfeng shook his head and said, "This is not a treasure, it's a fake."

  The thin, middle-aged man's face changed, and he exclaimed: "Boss Zhao, take a closer look! I spent 20,000 yuan to get this artifact. Look at the carving craftsmanship and its color, these are characteristics that only genuine antique products have."

  Zhao Menfeng shook his head and said, "The counterfeit technique of this wooden carving is very good, and before the carving, it was obviously carefully considered, which carved a pattern with the meaning of 'Five Blessings Arriving at the Door'. However, fake is fake, can't be true."

  After finishing this sentence, he turned his head to look at Wang Ke beside him and smiled softly: "Wang Ke, why don't you take a look, is this thing a genuine magic weapon or a fake one?"

  Wang Ke looked at Zhao Menfeng handing him a wooden carving with the implication of "Five Blessings Arriving at the Door", he was somewhat hesitant in his heart, after thinking for a moment, he still reached out to take it.

  In his mind, he kept recalling what Zhao Menfeng had explained to him about the law instrument earlier.

  At the same time, also based on his own observations and the content explained by Zhao Menfeng, he made a comparison.

  Time ticked away, and Wang Ke's entire attention was focused on observing the wooden carving. He didn't notice the strange color flashing in Zhao Mengfeng's eyes, nor did he pay attention to the obviously irritable middle-aged man.

  Authentic antique!

  Wang Ke pondered in his heart, and through observation, he felt that the wooden carving in his hand should be a genuine antique. Even more mysteriously, he felt that this wooden carving should be a ritual object. As for why he had such a feeling, he couldn't say it out loud; it was a very subtle and mysterious sensation, perhaps because he had identified the wooden carving as an antique.

  "Zhao Lao, with my three-legged cat skills, how can I possibly determine whether this thing is a treasure or not?" Wang Ke's gaze shifted from the wooden carving to Zhao Menfeng, who smiled wryly.

  Zhao Menfeng smiled and said, "It's okay, speak boldly. This is a test for you to see if you have the talent for identifying artifacts like a schoolmaster. Of course, even if you're wrong, it doesn't matter. After all, in this line of work, you haven't even entered the door yet."

  Wang Ke hesitated for a moment before speaking: "If I really have to say, I think this should be a magical artifact. The material of the wooden carving seems to be from ancient times, but exactly how long ago, I'm not sure. I just have a feeling that it's a magical artifact, although I couldn't do what you said earlier - use those three methods to detect whether there is energy inside."

  Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him and he caught onto a question with his sharp mind.

  "Old Zhao, on this wooden carving there are five bats forming a circle. If I'm not mistaken, this should be a small Feng Shui array. I don't know if my feeling is correct or not. The meaning of this wooden carving is 'Five Blessings Arriving at the Door', and these five bats just happen to match the meaning of the wooden carving. It should be a magical tool, right?" Wang Ke said again.

  Zhao Lao said with a playful expression, "Just relying on intuition won't do. The problem you've discovered is quite interesting, but you need to know that in the world of antiques and artifacts, people who rely solely on intuition often end up losing big time. So I need a firm answer from you: is it or isn't it?"

  Wang Ke felt a bit helpless, wasn't this like herding ducks onto a shelf?

  If I didn't use my heterochromatic eyes, I could have been certain that this was a 100% genuine artifact, and I wouldn't need to follow you old man to learn!

  He secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.

  Helpless, he decided to use his heterochromatic eyes. Since Old Zhao said that testing whether he had this kind of talent was cheating, he also wanted to answer correctly. Only by letting him see his excellence could he possibly impart the most basic and useful knowledge to himself.

  Thinking of this, he quietly circulated his true energy and rapidly surged it towards his own eyes.

  When the true energy surged to his eyes, that slight stinging sensation disappeared instantly, leaving a cool and refreshing feeling, which made him very happy, because he could feel that as he used his heterochromatic eyes more times, the pain also became weaker each time.

  Quickly looking at the wooden carving, suddenly, a thread of white gas appeared in his line of sight.

  It's really a magic weapon!

  My previous feeling was right!

  Wang Ke was delighted in his heart, and he keenly discovered from the wooden carving that the white gas flowing along the trajectory was on the five bats. However, there was very little white gas on this wooden artifact, much less than the white gas contained in the artifacts he had found before.

  "Zhao Lao, I'm certain this is a magical artifact. I trust my instincts." Wang Ke didn't want to reveal his possession of the heterochromatic eyes to anyone, and he chose to keep it a secret from Zhao Men Feng as well.

  Zhao Menhong burst out laughing, patted Wang Ke's shoulder with his hand, and took the wooden carving from him. Only then did he say contentedly: "Not bad, it seems you have a good talent for antiques and artifacts. Awesome! I didn't expect that after just listening to the explanation of the Feng Shui array, you could think of this point through the five bats. Your identification is correct. The reason I said earlier that this wooden carving was fake was to test you. This wooden carving is a real artifact, although it's only a small one, worth about 30,000 yuan."

  Wang Ke already knew through his heterochromatic eyes that the wooden carving was a magical artifact, so even though he had a smile on his face, he didn't have too much excitement in his heart.

  On the contrary, that thin middle-aged man, upon hearing Zhao Menfeng's words, had his originally unpleasant-looking face suddenly turn into one full of joy.

  He spent 20,000 yuan on this wooden carving, while Zhao Menfeng estimated its value at 30,000 yuan after appraisal. Didn't he make a profit of 10,000 yuan?

  The change in mood was like rising from hell to heaven, although the money earned wasn't a lot, but this also proved that he had indeed made a profit, and it was worth being happy about.

  "Mr. Zhao, you're not cheating me this time, are you? Is it really a genuine article? Not a fake?" the thin middle-aged man asked.

  Zhao Menfeng shook his head and said: "It's not a fake, it's a real treasure, it's just cheaper."

  A short and thin middle-aged man with a happy face thanked him and left with another tall and fat middle-aged man.

  Wang Ke only turned his head to look at Zhao Menfeng when the two middle-aged men's backs disappeared outside the gate, with a puzzled expression on his face, and asked: "Old Zhao, how did you determine the price?"

  Zhao Menfeng smiled and said, "Actually, magical instruments also have different grades. The higher the grade, the higher the price. On the other hand, the lower the grade, the lower the price of the magical instrument."

  Rank?

  Are there also levels for magical tools?

  Wang Ke's expression changed slightly, and he hastily asked: "Old Zhao, tell me about the grades of artifacts! What if I'm lucky enough to obtain one in the future but end up losing out because I don't know its value?"

  Zhao Men Feng nodded with a smile and said, "To be honest, this is really hard to estimate. If you want to have a rough idea in your mind, the best way is to appraise countless magical instruments. Because after understanding the prices of too many magical instruments, you can make a judgment."

  "The levels of magical tools are divided into eight levels, and this is the level set by the appraisers of magical tools: The first level is that wearing a magical tool on one's body has a great impact on one's luck."

  "Second level: can change the Feng Shui of a house, the size of the house is about the same as my own humble abode!"

  "The third level: able to change the Feng Shui of a small village-sized place, is that kind of roughly several hundred households' village."

  "Fourth level: able to change the Feng Shui of a town's size."

  "The fifth rank: able to change the size of a city's Feng Shui."

  "The sixth rank: able to change the feng shui of a province-sized area, of course, only for ordinary provinces."

  "Seventh level: Can change a country's Feng Shui, taking our country as the standard."

  "The eighth rank: able to change the Feng Shui of our planet."

  At this point, Zhao Men Feng burst out laughing and said: "The levels of magical artifacts I mentioned, actually only the first four levels are real, I have truly seen them. The last four levels, except for the fifth level which I've heard of, the last three levels are legendary magical artifacts, whether they exist or not, I'm not clear."