Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment Chapter 2104: Wang Wengong’s Collected Works, Worth 60 Million!

Ye Feng’s eyes lit up instantly.

He turned around and looked at Zhang Youting with a playful smile on his face. "Youting, do you want to... recoup the losses?"

"Recoup?" Zhang Youting was stunned. "How? Didn’t Director Zhou and the others search everywhere? All the money has been spent..."

"They’ve spent all the money." Ye Feng interrupted her. "But some things are more valuable than money."

"Is that a garbage dump over there?" He pointed ahead.

Zhang Youting looked in the direction he was pointing.

Behind the adobe house, there was indeed a garbage dump made of stones. It was filled with rotten vegetable leaves, plastic bags, empty wine bottles, and all kinds of household garbage. It looked disgusting.

"Yes, there is..." Zhang Youting frowned. "But that place is full of trash..."

"Follow me." Ye Feng did not say anything. He pulled her hand and walked towards the rubbish pile.

Zhang Youting was pulled along by him and staggered to catch up. She looked at Ye Feng’s back and then at the smelly rubbish pile. Her mind was in turmoil.

Was President Ye so angry that he was muddle-headed?

What could be in the garbage? Could it be that Wang Cuihua hid the gold bars in the trash?

The two of them reached the garbage dump.

Ye Feng let go of her hand. He squatted down and started rummaging through the rubbish pile.

His movements were fast and steady. Rotten vegetable leaves, plastic bags, broken glass... He moved the items one by one and tossed them to the side.

Zhang Youting stood behind him, covering her nose and hesitating.

She wanted to say, "President Ye, stop looking. It’s just trash."

She wanted to say, "President Ye, let’s go back. It stinks here."

But when she saw Ye Feng’s focused face, she swallowed her words.

She suddenly remembered Ye Feng’s attainment in antique appraisal. She recalled how he had accurately gambled on rocks and picked up treasures many times...

Could it be...

Zhang Youting’s heart suddenly beat faster.

At this moment-

Ye Feng’s movements stopped.

He pulled something out from under a pile of tattered newspapers and empty wine bottles.

It was a package wrapped in a dirty plastic sheet. The plastic sheet was covered in oil, mud, and suspicious brown stains. It looked like garbage that had been left there for a long time.

Ye Feng carefully took out the package and placed it on the ground.

Then, he removed the plastic sheet layer by layer.

Inside the plastic sheet was a layer of yellowed old newspapers.

Inside the old newspaper was another layer of rags.

Finally-

A book was revealed.

The book was very old. The cover was dark blue, and the corners were worn, revealing the paper inside. There were a few blurry words on the spine, but he could not see what they were.

Ye Feng gently brushed off the dust on the cover.

Four simple and unadorned words slowly appeared.

Wang Wengong’s Collected Works.

Zhang Youting leaned over and looked at the book. Her frown deepened.

"A book?" She could not help but say, "President Ye, this... This is an old book. From the looks of it, it must have been in the trash for years. Perhaps Wang Cuihua and the others picked it up from some trash station..."

Ye Feng did not speak.

He carefully flipped open the cover.

The book was very old Xuan paper with a dark yellow color. The words on it were printed vertically, and the handwriting was simple and dignified. But many of the pages were damaged, moth-eaten, and had water stains.

Overall, it looked like a tattered ancient book that could fall apart at any time.

"President Ye, this book... Is it valuable?" Zhang Youting asked softly, her tone full of uncertainty.

Ye Feng closed the book and looked at her, smiling.

"Is it valuable?" He shook his head. "Youting, you might have misunderstood the word ’valuable.’"

He paused and said word by word,

"If I found someone who knows the ropes, I can easily sell this book for more than 60 million."

Zhang Youting opened her mouth wide.

She looked at Ye Feng, then at the tattered book. Her mind went blank.

Sixty million?

Just this? This tattered book that was dug out from the trash?

"No, that’s impossible..." She stammered, "President Ye, did you see wrongly? This book... This book is already falling apart..."

Ye Feng did not explain. He just took out his phone and opened a very popular AI software. He aimed at the cover and title page of the book and took a few photos.

The software started scanning and analyzing.

Three seconds later, a row of appraisal results popped up on the screen:

[Item Name] Wang Wengong’s Collected Works: Song edition (the only copy)

[Year] Chunxi period of the Southern Song Dynasty (about 1180)

[Author] Wang Anshi (Compilation)

[Version] The only existing complete Song version

[Storage Condition] Heavily damaged, moth-eaten, water-stained, and stained, but the text content is basically complete.

[Market Value] 50 to 68 million Dragon Country bills (If professionally repaired, the market value could be further increased)