I Live in Another World Relying on Appraisal Equipment

In this world, the properties of equipment are secrets. How sharp a sword is, how much damage a piece of armor can handle - ordinary people cannot see it. They can only guess by feeling, or spend more than half a year's savings going to the appraiser's guild to buy an answer. The appraiser has the final say on this answer. The appraiser said the sword was epic, and it was epic. The appraiser said the armor was junk, and it was junk. No one can argue with that. As a result, the Appraisers Guild became one of the most powerful organizations on the mainland. They do not produce equipment or participate in battles, but they peel a layer of skin from each piece of equipment. When a king buys an heirloom armor, he has to pay an annual fee of fifty gold coins to the guild. When an adventurer produces a good weapon, the guild collects a 20% transaction tax. A knife forged by a craftsman himself, without a guild nameplate, is considered illegal. Knowledge is monopolized. Prices were controlled. Until one day, a young man who traveled from the earth opened his eyes. His name is Lin Ruiqi. After graduating from the second major, he delivered takeout for half a year and died in a fire. The God of Creation kicked him to a different world and gave him a skill brought from the game - appraisal equipment. He can see. All attributes of each piece of equipment are clear in his eyes. The epic was marked as a blue outfit, and he could miss it at a glance. The white outfit was touted as epic, and he could pierce it with just one glance. But now he is penniless, lying next to the garbage pile at the gate of the city. Still very hungry. The rules of this world will be rewritten from now on