Chapter 252 A Black Rare Treasure



Chapter 252 A Black Rare Treasure

They arrived at the antique market. There were many stalls and people shopping on weekends. The shops on both sides of the road were also open, displaying many antiques with a quaint style. But Jiang Hanyan took a glance and found that half of them were fake.

There were a lot of things on the stall, arranged in a mess. Jiang Hanyan walked around and found a dirty cup and an inkstone. It was cool to the touch and the ink in the inkstone could last a long time without drying up. It was a treasure.

There is also a jade snuff bottle with lifelike orchids carved inside. It is the work of Master Jin from the previous dynasty and is very rare.

In her previous life, Jiang Hanyan had heard about the legend of Master Jin. Even the royal family asked him to carve snuff bottles, which shows how famous he was. However, Master Jin offended the powerful and had his right hand crippled. From then on, no more snuff bottles of Master Jin were produced.

Therefore, Master Jin's snuff bottles are extremely precious and have great collection value.

A porcelain cup, an inkstone, a snuff bottle, and a few copper coins. The harvest was not bad, but she didn't find any big items. Jiang Hanyan was a little unwilling to give up, so she dragged Lu Chen to go shopping again, hoping that he could find a bargain.

After another round of shopping with nothing to show for it, Jiang Hanyan gave up and prepared to go home, but she saw a lot of people gathered in front of her and it was a bit noisy.

Lu Chen pushed through the crowd and squeezed in with Jiang Hanyan. A middle-aged man sat in the middle. He was wearing glasses, had a thin body, a sallow complexion, white hair on his temples, and was wearing an old jacket. One of the legs of his glasses was broken and stuck with white tape. He looked like a down-and-out scholar.

The man was holding a black jar in his arms, and in front of him was a paper sign with the words -

A rare antique, priced at thirty thousand!

"I think your broken jar is too small for a chamber pot, and you dare to ask for 30,000 yuan. You are asking for too much!"

"I don't even want thirty bucks. This piece of junk is a precious antique. Even a blind man wouldn't fall for it."

"Hey, hurry up and leave. Don't act crazy here. No one will buy it."

The crowd was talking and blaming the man, but the man said nothing, pursed his lips stubbornly, turned a deaf ear to what these people said, and held the jar tightly.

"Ten thousand yuan. I'll take it."

The person who spoke was a man in a Zhongshan suit. When others saw him, they immediately made way respectfully. It was obvious that the man was of extraordinary status.

"It's Boss Ma from Boguxuan. The most impressive store over there is owned by Boss Ma. He also has a store in Hong Kong City. He has plenty of money."

Jiang Hanyan heard everything the crowd was whispering about, and she also knew the identity of the man in the Zhongshan suit.

"Thirty thousand yuan, not a penny less. If my wife wasn't seriously ill, I wouldn't sell this jar for three hundred thousand yuan." The middle-aged man said proudly.

Boss Ma smiled and said slowly, "Then tell me, what kind of antique is this jar?"

"I don't know, but it's very precious."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

"You don't even know what antiques are, yet you dare to extort 30,000 yuan from Boss Ma. You must be really bold." Everyone laughed.

"This is a family heirloom, very precious."

The middle-aged man was angry. What he said was the truth. When his mother was dying, she told him that if he encountered difficulties, he should sell the jar, and she also told him not to sell it at a low price.

He knew nothing about antiques, but he believed his mother. Thirty thousand yuan was just enough for his wife's medical expenses. His family couldn't afford so much money, so he took the jar and sold it.

"Hahaha... Nine out of ten people who come here to sell things claim they are heirlooms. Are you kidding a three-year-old?"

The laughter was harsh. The middle-aged man was shy and wanted to get up and leave several times. But when he thought of his wife lying on the hospital bed, he endured it and said to Boss Ma: "I have to sell this jar for 30,000 yuan. My wife is seriously ill and it will take 30,000 yuan to cure her. You won't lose anything if you buy this jar. It is really a treasure."

"Can't you make up something fresh? Either your parents are sick or your wife is sick, who would believe you?"

Someone in the crowd shouted in dissatisfaction, and the expressions of others also showed disbelief. It was obvious that the man was a liar, and whoever bought from him would be fooled.

"My wife is really sick. I won't joke about my relatives like this." The man said angrily.

But everyone looked disdainful and obviously didn't believe him.

The man was angry and helpless, and looked at Boss Ma pleadingly, hoping that he could pay 30,000 yuan to buy the jar.

"Twenty thousand, how about that? I don't even know if this jar of yours is real, and I'll be taking a risk if I buy it. Let's just consider twenty thousand as a good relationship between us." Boss Ma was determined to get this jar.

He has been dealing in antiques for so many years that he could tell at a glance that this jar was probably a rare treasure. If it was real, the 20,000 yuan he spent was well worth it. If he sold it at a Hong Kong auction house, it would definitely fetch hundreds of times the price.

However, Boss Ma was not sure whether it was authentic. But it was only 20,000 yuan, so it didn't matter even if he was wrong.

"No, I'll sell it for 30,000 yuan."

The man refused, saying that 20,000 yuan could not save his wife.

Boss Ma frowned, looking unhappy. This man was too ungrateful.

"I bought it for thirty thousand dollars."

Jiang Hanyan spoke. She had observed for a long time and realized that what the man said was indeed true. In fact, she couldn't tell what the jar was, but she could sense the rich spiritual energy on the jar, so it must be a good thing.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The man was overjoyed, his dull eyes lit up, and he said impatiently, "It's better to settle it all at once."

“I’ll give you cash.”

Jiang Hanyan nodded and took out three bundles of cash from her bag, which she had withdrawn from the bank before coming here.

"Here's the jar for you."

The man was overjoyed. After taking the money, he handed over the jar.

"I'll take the 50,000 yuan." Boss Ma said coldly and gave Jiang Hanyan a warning look.

The antique market is his territory, and no one has dared to go against him in these years.

"I've already sold it to this girl." The middle-aged man was not tempted at all. He only wanted 30,000 yuan and his wife would get better.

"The payment has not yet been made, but I'm just following the rules. I want 50,000 yuan for this jar." Boss Ma smiled with a cold look in his eyes.

“It’s already sold.”

The man remained indifferent. He handed the jar to Jiang Hanyan, stuffed the 30,000 yuan into his bag, and was about to leave.

Boss Ma had a gloomy expression. Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, there was no smile in his eyes. He smiled at Jiang Hanyan and said, "Miss, I'll buy this jar for 50,000 yuan. How about it?"

Everyone gasped in envy. It only took a few minutes and she could make a net profit of 20,000 yuan by reselling the goods. This beautiful girl was going to get rich.

“Not for sale!”

Jiang Hanyan flatly refused. She would not sell it even if they offered five million. She dragged Lu Chen away. The smile on Boss Ma's face disappeared, and he watched them leave gloomily.

He winked at his men, who understood and slowly followed Jiang Hanyan and the others.

There were a few furtive people following the middle-aged man. They were all pickpockets who were after the 30,000 yuan in the man's bag.

Jiang Hanyan and Lu Chen followed the man closely. There were many pickpockets in the antique market who specifically targeted customers who were generous with their money. The man had a huge sum of 30,000 yuan on him, which attracted countless flies.

(End of this chapter)


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