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    Antique Market.

    This is a place full of wonder.

    Here, you can find genuine items, but there are far more fakes.

    If you buy a fake at a high price, you can’t cause trouble. But if you get a genuine item for a low price, it’s just because you have a good eye, and the seller can’t make a fuss either.

    Every day, the market is packed with people, drawn by the stories of others who found genuine treasures at a steal and turned their lives around.

    However, many of these people have spent a lifetime collecting and never found a real piece.

    Xu Shaochen got out of the car at the entrance, leaving four men to watch the car, and walked into the antique market with eight bodyguards.

    Although it was crowded, Xu Shaochen walked with ease under the protection of his bodyguards.

    Finally, Xu Shaochen stopped in front of an antique shop named ‘Antique Store Entrance.’

    The name was a bit cheeky; if you weren’t careful, you’d think it was the entrance, but it’s just the name of the shop.

    “Oh dear, sir, take a look at what you might want. Everything here is a treasure. Or maybe you’d like this ring; it’s an old item from the Qianlong era of the Qing Dynasty.”

    The boss was a hefty man with a big head and thick neck. When he saw Xu Shaochen, he glanced at the bodyguards behind him before coming up to greet him.

    Many big shots like coming to places like these. After all, it’s all about having a good eye and the thrill of the hunt, so it’s not unusual to bring bodyguards.

    If you buy a fake, it’s just because you didn’t have a good eye. You can’t have your bodyguards cause trouble; that would be too uncivilized.

    “Boss, I bet you can wax poetic about anything in this shop. If you could really identify the good stuff, would you even display it like this?”

    Xu Shaochen looked at the boss with a half-smile.

    These old scoundrels could call this a Qianlong-era ring, and if you randomly handed them a broken bowl, they could say it’s from Xianfeng’s reign.

    Any item you pick from here, he could give you a detailed story about.

    The boss’s face stiffened. If it weren’t for the bodyguards, with your attitude, you’d have been beaten to death long ago.

    “You must be joking, sir. Why not take a look yourself?” Although the boss mentally grumbled, he still kept a smile on his face.

    Xu Shaochen chuckled and began to examine the items on the shelves.

    His gaze eventually fell on a bottle. He wasn’t sure if it was real or fake, but it looked genuine to him.

    He would have to buy it first and get it appraised later.

    “Boss, this item might be the real deal.”

    At this moment, Long Yi leaned closer to Xu Shaochen and whispered.

    Xu Shaochen looked at him in surprise, not expecting this burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes to actually know something about antiques.

    However, this wasn’t the time to discuss such things. Long Yi never spoke without reason, so if he said it, there was likely some basis for it.

    “Boss, how much for this bottle? I’ll take it.”

    Xu Shaochen casually picked up the bottle and said to the boss.

    The boss’s eyes flickered, and then he put on a pretense, “Sir, you have a good eye. This item has a significant history. This is from the Northern Song Dynasty…”

    “Alright, don’t give me so much nonsense. You know just as well if it’s real or fake. I’m only buying it to put flowers in it. Just name the price.”

    Xu Shaochen interrupted him directly. Although he believed it was real, he definitely couldn’t let that show.

    “Hmm… this price.” The boss held up five fingers.

    “Five hundred?” Xu Shaochen asked.

    The boss stiffened his lips, “Sir, you’re joking again. Five thousand, and you can take this bottle away.”

    “Two thousand. If you don’t sell, I’ll just go to the next shop. I may not be short on money, but I don’t like being taken for a fool.”

    Xu Shaochen said this as he made a move to put the bottle back on the shelf.

    “Hey, wait, wait, wait! Alright, alright, let’s call it a day. Consider it a gesture of friendship, two thousand it is. I’ll take the loss on this.”

    Seeing this, the boss quickly spoke up, pretending to be at a significant loss.

    In reality, he was laughing inside. This bottle had cost him two hundred yuan from an old man in the countryside.

    It had been sitting there for over half a year without any attention.

    He didn’t expect it to sell for ten times the price. He had already made a huge profit.

    “Pay him.” Xu Shaochen looked at Long Yi and said.

    Long Yi handed over two thousand yuan in cash to the boss, and the transaction was completed.

    “Young Master, that bottle…”

    At this moment, a young man accompanied by two bodyguards and a middle-aged man walked over. The middle-aged man’s pupils shrunk at the sight of the bottle in Xu Shaochen’s hand, and he whispered something into the young man’s ear.

    “My friend, how about selling this bottle to me?”

    The young man walked over with a smile after hearing that.

    Xu Shaochen turned and looked at the young man, shaking his head, “Sorry, if you like, you can pick another one. I’ve already bought this one, so I’m not going to let it go.”

    The antique shop boss witnessed this scene and thought that these rich people are really damn stupid. They’re fighting over a bottle that cost two hundred yuan.

    “Sir, I have items better than this one. How about I show you around?”

    The boss looked at the young man who had just entered with a flattering expression.

    The young man snorted, “Oh really? You have more items like this? If you do, I’ll buy them all for two million.”

    “An… A real item?” The boss was stunned, unable to react for a long time.

    The middle-aged man beside the young man stepped forward and said, “If I’m not mistaken, this should be a Jun porcelain from the Song Dynasty. Moreover, this bottle has a significant history; otherwise, I wouldn’t have recognized it at a glance. Do you think it’s genuine or fake?”

    The bystanders who heard this were buzzing with excitement, looking at Xu Shaochen with a mix of amazement, envy, and resentment.

    “A Song Dynasty Jun porcelain… This should be worth at least a few million, right?”

    “Nonsense. I heard that a Song Dynasty Jun porcelain piece was auctioned off for ten million back then.”

    “Ten million…”

    “My god!”

    The boss looked at the two thousand yuan cash in his hand and burst into tears, his mind completely in a mess.

    He had been so smug earlier, but now he realized he had lost millions for the sake of two thousand yuan. This was a massive loss.

    He had seen many store owners get taken in the antiques business, and he would always gloat and ridicule them when it happened.

    But he never imagined that one day, he would also be duped. His heart was bleeding.

    “Boss, he’s right. This is indeed a Song Dynasty Jun porcelain. I used to frequently help employers transfer antiques, so I’m familiar with this field.”

    Long Yi said to Xu Shaochen.

    Xu Shaochen rolled his eyes. ‘Help employers transfer antiques, my foot.’

    He was probably hired by someone to steal antiques, yet he says it so righteously.

    Chapter Summary

    Xu Shaochen visits an antique market and buys a potentially valuable bottle for 2000 yuan. With the help of his bodyguard Long Yi, who accurately recognizes the bottle as a valuable Song Dynasty Jun porcelain, Xu Shaochen unknowingly makes a deal worth millions. The antique shop owner, realizing his loss after selling it cheaply, is left devastated.

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