Seeing that Jin Buhuan was so arrogant after losing his shitty luck, Chu Haodong was indignant: "You have good luck today, don't be too self-righteous! Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he fled in a hurry with his men.
Everyone dispersed, and Gao Lao gently patted Jin Buhuan on the shoulder and praised: "Young man, you have a great future."
"You even know how to open a teapot, you're such an expert. Would you be interested in hanging out with me?"
Jin Buhuan nodded and said, "It's a great honor for me to wander the ghost market with you. However, I really can't get away today."
Mr. Gao glanced at Wang Lingling, smiled and stroked his beard: "I understand, I understand! Since there is a beautiful lady around, I, the old man, won't bother you."
"If I am lucky enough to meet Mr. Gao again in the future, I will definitely accompany him to the end without any ambiguity."
"Okay, I remember this sentence, we will meet again." Gao Lao said firmly, then turned and left.
Wang Lingling held the teapot, her eyes flashing with excitement: "Oh, my God, this teapot that even Gao Lao praised so much must be a treasure. I must collect it carefully and find an expert to identify it."
"No money can be exchanged. Today is all up to you. As long as I can bring this teapot back, I will have no regrets about this trip. You have such a unique vision!"
Jin Buhuan smiled and said, "Yes, compared to Chu Haodong, my vision is much better."
Wang Lingling couldn't help laughing when she heard this, and then said mysteriously: "You know, I heard that there is a special infield meeting in the ghost market."
“Participants need to find those items where there’s a tenfold difference between what they cost and what they sell for, and I think you could give it a try.”
Jin Buhuan's eyes immediately became bright: "Infield meeting? I haven't had a chance to go there yet, but I'm very interested in it."
Wang Lingling said with a smile: "You chose this teapot. Although I paid for it, I can't take advantage of you."
"Having this should be enough to get you into the infield meeting. I can lend it to you first."
"It's not appropriate to do this. The thing belongs to whoever paid for it. Besides, it's too irresponsible to go in and leave you outside."
"But......"
Jin Buhuan interjected: "Don't worry, you go in with the teapot first, and I'll look around again. I'm sure I can still find some good treasures."
"Are you really so lucky? You've been picking up these treasures all day long."
Jin Buhuan pointed to his head: "What I rely on is not luck, but my brain."
Wang Lingling smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to come."
After the two said goodbye, Jin Buhuan continued to walk in the ghost market.
He soon passed by an inconspicuous stall and found a white pottery bottle inside.
Due to the obstruction of other items, this white pottery bottle is not completely exposed, but the smooth color of that corner is particularly eye-catching. Jin noticed it without changing a glance.
He hurriedly stepped forward, fearing that other people would notice the bottle.
"Boss, how can I sell this bottle?"
The half-lying figure of the stall owner was interrupted by a sudden call. He slowly raised his eyes and stood up with a slight displeasure: "That...nine thousand."
"Nine thousand?" Jin Buhuan raised an eyebrow, "It's a bit expensive."
"Let's say seven thousand." The stall owner didn't waste any words and actually lowered the price by two thousand.
"In this way, we still have a chance to counter-offer. Jin Buhuan smiled and said, "Don't try to trick me. This is not worth it, it's just a brighter color." I like to play with it, I think it’s only two thousand. "
Seeing that the counteroffer was so fierce, the stall owner became slightly interested. He put down the shaking cattail leaf fan and said, "You are really good at bargaining!"
"The price you gave is not bad either."
"..."
The stall owner pursed his lips and held out three fingers: "Three thousand, okay? Small profits but quick turnover."
Jin Buhuan deliberately pretended to be hesitant. Seeing that the stall owner had no intention of giving in, he knew that this was the lowest price, so he responded: "Then it's settled."
Later, the stall owner received the happy transfer. Although he sighed on the surface, Jin Buhuan was keenly aware of the joy in his eyes, and he obviously felt that he had earned something.
This bottle looks ordinary, but it hides extraordinary qualities.
The inscriptions on the bottle are even more amazing. Each stroke is carefully designed, with smooth and natural rise and fall, showing a unique artistic charm.
Whether it is the whole or the details, it embodies a rigorous beauty that is unforgettable.
This characteristic allows Jin Buhuan to confirm that this pottery vase was produced by the official kiln in the late Ming Dynasty.
Most of the porcelain produced in official kilns in the late Ming Dynasty was blue and white porcelain, because blue and white porcelain was very popular at that time.
Therefore, this smooth and bright white bottle is even more precious, and with such high quality, its value will definitely not be less than 10,000.
Although it can't be more than 10,000, it won't be too far off. Therefore, although Jin Buhuan initially offered two thousand, the price was only five times the original price instead of ten times the expected price, which was still not ideal.
Jin Buhuan sighed on the side and was about to turn around and go shopping at other stalls when he suddenly felt a force pressing on his body and bumped into someone sideways.
Before Jin Buhuan could react, the thing in the man's hand fell to the ground with a "pop" and shattered into pieces.
The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and Jin Buhuan secretly screamed that something was wrong. He looked up and saw a big man in heavy clothes standing there.
He wore a hat and glasses, making it almost impossible to see his true face, except for his thick beard. Jin Buhuan was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you... okay?"
Then, he glanced at the white porcelain pieces that hit the ground and was about to apologize. However, the strangely dressed man in front of him suddenly became furious: "Do you have eyes? You bumped into me!"
Jin Buhuan frowned, took a step back, tried to distance himself from the other party, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, it was obviously you who bumped into me."
The man thought Jin Buhuan wanted to slip away, so he grabbed him by the collar and warned: "Don't try to evade responsibility. The broken items on the ground are proof. You must pay compensation today!"
The man shouted loudly, and the crowd around him was attracted by him: "Everyone, come here quickly, this man wants to default on his debt!"
"The early Ming Dynasty three-color glazed flower and bird vase I just bought from a stall was broken by him before I had a chance to appreciate it."
"You actually want to default on your debt and run away without saying a word. Is there no royal law to speak of in broad daylight?"
With a shout, many people immediately gathered in the originally crowded ghost market. Some people recognized Jin Buhuan as the man who had just been praised by Gao Lao, and couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
Jin Buhuan suddenly broke away from the man's hand, and the man exclaimed: "Oh, you actually dare to hit someone!"
Jin Buhuan was suddenly speechless, his eyes widened, and he only said one word: "Me!".
He finally understood that the man who covered her face so tightly might have come here to touch her. Want to trick him into not changing his money? no way!
Jin Buhuan suddenly laughed sarcastically: "Compensate? Okay, tell me, how much is this broken bottle worth?"
"Broken bottle? Are you kidding? This is obviously a fine antique from the early Ming Dynasty, even used by the emperor! Two million, not a penny less!"
As he finished speaking, a hint of a successful sinister smile flashed across his face. "Oh, it's quite scary." Jin Buhuan saw that the other party had a clear purpose and obviously wanted to trick him, so he immediately turned on the clairvoyance, scanned it with his eyes, and grinned involuntarily.
The more I looked at it, the more familiar the person in front of me seemed, and I suddenly remembered that he was the owner of Wang Lingling’s fake goods that I had exposed—Liao Si! Last time he tried to trick me, but I ended up tricking him out of two million. Now he seems to be unwilling to give up and wants to trick me again.
