He’s Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected! - Chapter 360

Chapter 360: [(360)] Really a spendthrift old lady_1

“Alright, get changed into these clothes.”

Tang Feng handed over the set of women’s clothing he had just purchased to Xu Xinling.

Upon receiving the clothes, Xu Xinling immediately showed a face full of disdain, “These clothes are so ugly, aren’t they?”

The style of the clothing set was clearly meant for older women and was even the cheapest kind from street stalls.

With Miss Xu’s taste, she would never wear such low-class clothes in her lifetime.

“We need it for the task, just bear with it for a little while,” Tang Feng urged hastily.

“Then… can you go next door to change? We can’t possibly change in the same stall, can we?” Xu Xinling felt somewhat bashful.

“What’s the big deal? Anyway, we both look pretty similar,” Tang Feng said, glancing at her modest chest.

“Get out!” Xu Xinling, as if deeply humiliated, shoved him out of the stall.

Tang Feng shook his head with a smile, walked into the neighboring stall, and changed into the dowdy old undershirt.

When he came out again, he had completely transformed into a man in his fifties or sixties.

Now, even if the most familiar person stood in front of him, they would probably fail to recognize him.

Shortly after, Xu Xinling also walked out of the stall.

The cheap street-stall clothes, together with the makeup on her face, truly made her look like a rural woman.

Seeing the resentful look in Xu Xinling’s eyes, Tang Feng couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“What are you laughing at?” Xu Xinling glared at him irritably.

But she had to admit, this guy’s makeup skills were incredibly impressive.

The two of them standing together now completely resembled a middle-aged couple that had just come into the city from the countryside.

Oddly enough, they really looked quite the match.

“Alright, let’s go,” Tang Feng said, taking Xu Xinling’s hand and walking out.

Just then, a man happened to walk into the restroom.

When he saw them, he was instantly stunned.

Xu Xinling was somewhat embarrassed, but Tang Feng behaved very calmly, strutting past the man with an upright back.

It wasn’t until they had walked a good distance away that the man muttered in admiration, “At such an age and still so spirited? Respect.”

He clearly thought this middle-aged couple had been engaging in some adult activities in the toilet and couldn’t help but admire their vigor.

After leaving the mall, Tang Feng and Xu Xinling drove directly to the convention center.

The convention center was about an hour’s drive from there, but under Tang Feng’s miraculous driving, they arrived at the scene in less than forty minutes.

They left the car a short distance from the convention center and walked toward the event venue.

By this time, the outside of the convention center was already crowded with people.

There were not only treasure collectors who came to participate in the show but also many peddlers yelling out to sell their goods.

Additionally, quite a few journalists were randomly interviewing passersby.

The influence of the program was indeed significant.

This place was much more lively than the antique street.

The two of them mingled without attracting anyone’s attention.

As Tang Feng glanced over several stalls, he noticed that at least eight out of ten antiques on these booths were fakes, and the remaining two were items of very ordinary value with no worth in purchasing.

“Wow, this jade hairpin is so pretty, how much for it?” Xu Xinling picked up a jade hairpin from a stall, absolutely enamored with it.

The hairpin was verdant green throughout, with a lifelike phoenix carved on it, exhibiting very fine craftsmanship.

The stall owner sized her up for a moment, puzzled in his mind.

This woman looked to be over fifty, yet her voice was so pleasant to listen to; just by her voice, one might think she was a twenty-something girl.

“Big sister has good taste. This jade hairpin is from the Ming Dynasty imperial palace, it’s said that Empress Ma once used it. If you like it, it’s yours for a hundred thousand yuan.”

“Who are you calling big sister?”

Xu Xinling didn’t question his price, but she was definitely not pleased with the way he addressed her.

The owner looked to be in his forties, with a face full of wrinkles, yet had the audacity to call her big sister?

“Err… my mistake, beauty, beauty,” the stall owner hurriedly corrected his reference, but it was somewhat against his conscience.

Xu Xinling now had a sallow complexion, truly the image of a plain-faced housewife.

Although her appearance couldn’t be called ugly, it was certainly not at all associated with “beauty.”

Xu Xinling was finally satisfied, and since she genuinely liked the hairpin, she was about to take out her phone to pay.

Just then, Tang Feng walked over from a nearby stall and hastily snatched her phone away, “What are you doing?”

“Buying the jade hairpin, do you think it looks good? The vendor said it’s from the Ming Dynasty imperial palace, and that Empress Ma once wore it,” Xu Xinling said, shaking the hairpin in front of him.

Tang Feng rolled his eyes, “Really, what a spendthrift old lady you are. You’ll bankrupt us sooner or later.”

He grabbed the hairpin and put it back on the booth.

The hairpin was too fake; he didn’t even need to use the system to know it was made of glass.

Ming Dynasty, my foot. It was probably made just for Qingming Festival.

But he didn’t expose the vendor either, as the rules of the antique world are to see through deceptions but not speak of them.

If you recognize a fake, you simply don’t buy it.

Publicly calling out someone would be equivalent to smashing their livelihood.

“But I really like it; it’s only a hundred thousand, and it’s not like we’re spending your money,” Xu Xinling was discontent with Tang Feng’s overbearing action and immediately protested.

“This spendthrift old lady, if you don’t cause trouble for three days, you’ll tear off the roof tiles. Just wait until we get home, I’ll show you,” Fang Feng responded without wanting to waste words and pulled her away.

The vendor immediately felt a pang of regret; he almost had a hundred thousand yuan in his hand from such a gullible old lady.

Too bad the old man was too sharp.

Hardly two steps after Tang Feng and Xu Xinling left, they heard a wail from ahead.

“Have mercy, good people–save my old mother. She has late-stage liver cancer and is waiting in the hospital for help. I have no other choice but to sell our family heirloom. This Jade Ruyi is from the Qing Dynasty imperial collection. Before, someone offered me a million for it and I didn’t sell, but today, for just half a million…”

A man in his thirties, clutching a Jade Ruyi in his hand, desperately pleaded with the passersby.

His plea was so heartfelt that it could make any listener’s heart ache and bring a tear to their eye.