Chapter 1: Let me go!

  The elegantly decorated second-floor VIP room, Wang Ke quietly sipped the fragrant tea that his assistant had brewed for him, and the travel bag with a tripod incense burner was placed on the soft sofa beside him.

  "Haha, Brother Wang's arrival is a great honor to our humble abode! No wonder the magpies on the branches woke me up today. Every time you come, it's always a pleasant surprise for me! What treasure have you brought with you this time?" The door to the VIP room was pushed open, and Liu Gang walked in with a bright smile.

  His gaze swept over Wang Ke's travel bag beside him the next moment he entered the VIP room.

  Wang Ke smiled and stood up, saying: "It's still a magic tool."

  What's the law?

  Liu Gang had already been stimulated by Wang Ke to the point of numbness, so after Wang Ke finished speaking, he was able to remain calm.

  "Come on, come on, let me take a look. As the saying goes: 'the first time is awkward, the second time is familiar', this third time we're all one family, no need to speak in two different languages. As long as it's confirmed to be genuine, I absolutely won't give you an inflated price."

  Wang Ke smiled and nodded, gently opened the zipper of his travel bag, carefully took out the tripod incense burner from inside, and handed it to Liu Gang.

  "Good stuff, just at first glance, I can feel that this thing is an antique!" Liu Gang smiled and took it over, carefully observing it for four or five minutes before slowly placing it on the coffee table.

  "Brother Liu, still a fixed price, you quote it!" Wang Ke's smile on his face was somewhat restrained. When it came to the amount of money, no matter how familiar he and Liu Gang were, they couldn't be vague.

  Liu Gang fell silent for a moment before speaking: "One hundred thousand. This tripod incense burner and bronze Buddha statue are slightly inferior to the ritual objects, but it's worth this price. What do you think, Wang?"

  Wang Ke didn't go to other antique shops for appraisal this time, because he believed that after the previous two transactions, as long as Liu Gang confirmed that it was a genuine artifact, he wouldn't be taken advantage of.

  "Alright, shall we go to the bank and transfer the money now?" Wang Ke smiled.

  Liu Gang smiled and said, "It's not that troublesome today. I've just handled online banking and can transfer money to you directly through the computer."

  The transaction was completed, and Wang Ke left Shang Baoxuan with a worried mind.

  The bronze incense burner was worth 100,000 yuan. He decided to give the landlord 50,000 yuan. He was able to get this incense burner entirely because of the landlord's kind heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have followed him into the house and listened to his complaints.

  Moreover, the kind and honest landlord is living a hard life, so I don't want to take advantage of him for free.

  Since he was a child, Wang Ke's favorite phrase has been: Thieves also have their own way.

  As a human being, one must have their own principles, a chivalrous heart and understand righteousness.

  He returned 50,000 yuan to the landlord, and he didn't feel heartbroken at all. On the contrary, he was very happy in his heart. Being able to make a profit of 50,000 yuan for nothing was enough. Giving 50,000 yuan to the landlord not only solved their family's difficult living conditions but also made himself feel comfortable. Why not?

  Money! It's always hard to earn enough of it. Being content is the key to happiness.

  One cannot make money by compromising their conscience, even if they are relying on their skills to gain an advantage. Sometimes, one must also consider the feelings of others and other circumstances. He believes that good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished, not that there is no retribution, but rather that the time has not yet come.

  Now that I have the money, it's time to leave for Changji. It's a nationally renowned antique market and artifact market. Once there, with my innate talent of having an "alien eye", I believe I can make a big splash and reap substantial benefits.

  However, should I give the 50,000 yuan to the landlord today or wait until I arrive in Changji and then transfer the money to him?

  As for the landlord's character, Wang Ke was very familiar with it. Although the middle-aged landlord was honest and reliable, he had a stubborn temper. What if he refused to accept 50,000 yuan in cash?

  Wang Ke could imagine that if the landlord made excuses, he would definitely say "The things I sell to you are your personal belongings. Even if you resell them and make a lot of money, it has nothing to do with me." Wang Ke was certain that he would say this.

  After a moment of contemplation, he made up his mind to wait until he arrived in Changji and then transfer the money into his account. Anyway, when paying the house rent deposit for the first time, he had transferred it to him and knew his account number.

  As he pondered, he didn't notice that the passersby were giving him strange looks.

  Strolling on Antique Street, Wang Ke finally gathered his thoughts and looked towards a nearby antique stall.

  I don't work at Jubaotang anymore, so I'll just take a casual look around and maybe I can still pick up some leftovers.

  Wang Ke quietly came to the front of this stall, his gaze sweeping over the various antiques and curios on display. After half a minute, his eyes landed on a jade bracelet. The bracelet was crystal clear with several fine crimson lines visible inside.

  Blood Jade Bangle?

  Wang Ke's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he had seen the real blood jade bracelet before. At that time, it was a down-and-out uncle who came to Jibao Hall to sell it, and it was him who received that uncle. The genuine blood jade bracelet was identified by Zhou Bapi, originally Zhou Bapi wanted to lowball and cheat the other party, but the other party knew the price of the blood jade bracelet very clearly, stuck to that price, no matter how Zhou Bapi cheated, the other party did not agree.

  Of course, the blood jade bracelet was eventually bought by Zhou Bapi, but at a price that made him feel painful. Wang Ke still remembered that after the blood jade bracelet was traded out, Zhou Bapi only made a profit of 8,000 yuan.

  "Boss, how much is this bracelet?" Wang Ke's gaze slowly turned to the stall owner.

  The stall owner, a man in his thirties, looked at Wang Ke with a fierce gaze when he heard the question. He quickly glanced over from his wrist and hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying: "Five hundred thousand, at least five hundred thousand!"

  Wang Ke was taken aback, and then his face showed anger. He said in a low voice, "I'm telling you, boss, are you crazy about money? This bracelet looks like a blood jade bracelet, but it's just a fake. How dare you open your mouth so big?"

  The stall owner looked at Wang Ke deeply and said stubbornly: "500,000 yuan, not a penny less."

  Wang Ke was speechless, could it be that he himself was a scapegoat?

  He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly found many people gathering around him.

  It's bad, the fact that I sold two pieces of jade yesterday has already been known by people on this antique street, and I'm afraid everyone will have a strong curiosity about me now?

  After hesitating for a moment, he ignored the people gathering around him and walked towards another stall.

  He just strolled around, tried a few stalls to see if he could still pick up any bargains. If he didn't find anything good, he would leave, so there was no need to bother with the people around him.

  As for the people who hang out on this antique street, Wang Ke didn't like them because the merchants who operated antiques and curios were all astute individuals, their mutual deception and calculation of each other was as familiar as a daily routine.

  Arriving at the next stall, Wang Ke looked at the stall owner who was also in a state of high alert, and secretly rolled his eyes. He was just taking a casual look, what's with this attitude?

  He glanced casually, suddenly, Wang Ke's eyes stopped at a blue and white porcelain vase, picked it up to take a look, and secretly sighed in his heart. This blue and white porcelain vase was imitated quite well, but unfortunately, it was fake, because there was an extremely small spot on the bottom of the base, which was left over from the imitation process.

  "Boss, how much is this Qinghua porcelain vase?" Wang Ke asked casually.

  "Sixty thousand!"

  The stall owner said categorically.

  Wang Ke was stunned, a hint of weirdness floating in his eyes. He pointed to his own nose and asked doubtfully: "Boss, do you really think I'm a big fool? 60,000 yuan for a counterfeit product? You're not even good at cheating people!"

  The stall owner looked at Wang Ke, his eyes flashing with a hint of hesitation. However, after a few seconds, he turned to the Qinghua porcelain vase and gritted his teeth, saying: "At least 550,000 yuan. If you want to buy it, we can make the deal now. If not, go take a look at other stores."

  Wang Ke felt a wave of dizziness, what's wrong today? Why are these fake goods priced so ridiculously high?

  Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed through his mind, and he suddenly came to his senses. It turned out that these people were targeting him!

  Shaking his head, Wang Ke walked away with a huff and tried again at several stalls. Sure enough, he found that every time he arrived at a stall, the owner would look at him as if he were a formidable enemy, and every time he asked about the obviously fake antiques, the prices would be exorbitantly high.

  With a soft sigh, Wang Ke walked away from the stall and decided to head back home. If things continued like this, he wouldn't be able to find anything good.

  Leave tomorrow!

  Go to Changji.

  Nowadays, the stall owners on this antique street probably all recognize themselves. If they stay here any longer, there is no meaning to it anymore.

  Moreover, wanting to make a big show in the antique and curio industry, luck can only play an auxiliary role, true skills are the most important. Go to Changji to visit that old man named Zhao Menfeng, see if you can learn some knowledge about antiques and artifacts from him.

  Seven or eight minutes later, his figure disappeared at the end of Antique Street.

  On the spacious road, Wang Ke walked slowly, leaving the antique street, and no one noticed him anymore, which also made him secretly relieved.

  "I'm telling you, Jiang Yun, hurry up! That awesome guy Wang Ke who dug out two precious artifacts yesterday has appeared again. Just now my friend called me and said that Wang Ke is selling artifacts at Shang Bao Xuan again. Let's quickly go take a look at what this awesome guy looks like!" On the opposite side of the road, two young men were hastily heading in the direction of Antique Street, but their conversation was clearly heard by Wang Ke.

  "I'm anxious too! Why don't you carry me on your back? Yesterday, I twisted my foot, you didn't know, otherwise I would have rushed to see my idol earlier! Today, I must try my best to get in front of my idol, even if it's just serving tea for the old man, I'm willing!"

  "Wow, I'm willing to do so! Being able to tell at a glance whether it's a high-end artifact or not, if I can worship him as my master, even if I have to live a few years less, I'd be willing! I think that guy named Wang Ke must be some kind of hermit hiding among us. Although everyone says he's very young, I think he's actually an old man who has mastered the art of rejuvenation, which is why he looks so young. I reckon he's at least 70 or 80 years old and is one of our country's top antique and artifact appraisal masters."

  "Uh-huh, you're absolutely right! Now that you mention it, I think so too! Otherwise, who could find two precious items in one day... no, wait, three! And this morning, he even sold another one!"

  "That's also my idol, let's try together and strive to be sworn brothers..."

  “……”

  Wang Ke's footsteps stopped after hearing the conversation between the two young men, and he listened to their words, watching them walk away until they disappeared from view. Only then did a mixture of sadness and amusement appear on Wang Ke's face.

  These two young people are also too good at talking nonsense!

  Are you an 70-80 year old hermit?

  Will you still have the skill of rejuvenation?

  What the hell is this? Who's spreading these rumors to slander me?

  Up until now, I was a pure and innocent little boy like a blank sheet of paper!

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