CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER 49: QIU JIAHAO YIELDS TO REALITY

After getting Qiu Jiahao’s phone number, Qi Yun went to the café at the entrance of the community and sat down, then dialed the number.

After a few rings, the call was finally connected, and Qiu Jiahao’s voice came from the other end: "Hello, who is this?"

"Qi Yun."

Upon hearing that it was Qi Yun calling, Qiu Jiahao was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion after a long pause, "Why are you calling me?"

"I’m at the café at the entrance of your community. Bring your ceramic piece out, and let’s have a chat." Qi Yun was straightforward about his purpose.

This made Qiu Jiahao even more puzzled: "How do you know I have a ceramic piece?"

"Don’t worry about how I know. I’ll offer a price definitely higher than your friend’s. If you want to sell, come; if not, forget it. I’ll wait for you here for twenty minutes."

After Qi Yun finished speaking, he hung up without giving the other party a chance to say more.

Listening to Qi Yun’s slightly forceful tone, Qiu Jiahao felt a bit annoyed.

He was very short of money now. After negotiating a divorce agreement with Shen Wanting, although he kept this apartment, he gave over a hundred thousand in savings to her.

Moreover, after his mother took his grandson away, she directly cut off his financial support and told him to support himself in the future.

So, after finding this ceramic piece, he couldn’t wait to photograph it and send it to a ’bosom friend’ who had been deeply involved in the antique circle for many years.

The friend told him that this was a Republic of China replica, but the craftsmanship was good. As a favor, he was willing to buy it for twenty thousand to add to his collection, and they had already agreed to trade in the afternoon.

But when he heard Qi Yun say he could offer a higher price than his friend, he was somewhat tempted again.

After all, his situation is different now. If it were before his old man Qiu Yuanshan’s unfortunate incident, no matter how much Qi Yun offered, he wouldn’t have considered it. Once Young Master Qiu promises a friend something, how could he easily go back on his word...

After a quick calculation, Qiu Jiahao put on his jacket, grabbed the ’Blue and White Lotus Pattern Plate,’ and went out.

He hurried to the café at the community entrance and immediately saw Qi Yun sitting in the corner.

Then he walked over briskly, heavily placed the box containing the Blue and White Lotus Pattern Plate on the table, and sat down, his face showing clear displeasure.

"You better offer a price that satisfies me."

Qi Yun glanced up at him without making a sound and first opened the box to inspect it.

This fool doesn’t even know how to set things down lightly, not worried about breaking the ceramic inside.

Inside the box was a Blue and White Lotus Pattern Plate with a lustrous glaze, steady blue and white color, intricately painted lotus pattern, and naturally curling leaves.

The exposed clay at the bottom showed a red stone hue, with a six-character seal mark reading "Made in the Qianlong Period of the Great Qing."

After carefully checking and ensuring it was intact, Qi Yun put it back into the box.

"I’ll give you twenty-five thousand. Take it or leave it."

Upon hearing this price, Qiu Jiahao frowned and put on a disdainful posture: "Twenty-five thousand? You must be dreaming."

After saying this, he reached for the box on the table, pretending to get up and leave.

In his mind, since Qi Yun wanted to buy his item, if he started to leave, Qi Yun would surely stop him for further discussion.

But what he didn’t know was that his exaggerated performance had long been seen through by the cunning Qi Yun.

Qi Yun just picked up his coffee and took a sip, then turned his gaze out the window, showing no intention of stopping or retaining him.

Qiu Jiahao had just stood up when his movements halted, feeling a bit agitated, and his eyes flickered.

In the past, he would certainly have left, thinking, "How dare you disregard me? Why should I talk to you any further?"

But now... that’s an extra five thousand after all.

After an internal struggle, he eventually succumbed to reality.

"Sigh... Show me the money." Qiu Jiahao sighed, pushing the box back towards Qi Yun, then took out his phone and displayed the payment code.

Qi Yun didn’t mock him, expressionlessly taking out his phone and transferring twenty-five thousand to him.

Once Qiu Jiahao received the money, he didn’t want to stay another moment and left without a word.

Qi Yun watched his departing figure and shook his head lightly.

He carefully placed the box containing the Blue and White Lotus Pattern Plate into his bag and then left the table.

Half an hour later, his figure appeared at the entrance of the Qiuyue Pavilion on Antique Street.

Inside the shop, Shi Feng was leisurely sipping tea. Seeing Qi Yun enter, he looked surprised.

"Hey, what brings you here?"

Qi Yun sat down in a chair with a smile, jokingly saying, "You still haven’t wired me the money, so I came to see if you’ve run off."

Shi Feng could naturally tell it was a joke, poured him a cup of hot tea, and laughed heartily: "Don’t rush; the buyer hasn’t arrived yet."

Saying this, he glanced at the pocket watch on his chest and added, "But they should be here soon."

Qi Yun took a sip of tea, and as he pulled out the box containing the ceramic piece from his pocket, he said, "No rush, let’s first see how this item is."

Shi Feng’s gaze landed on the box Qi Yun took out, showing curiosity as he put down his tea cup and leaned over: "Hmm? What treasure do you have this time?"

"See for yourself." Qi Yun pushed the box in front of him.

Shi Feng took the box, opened it gently, and revealed the Blue and White Lotus Pattern Plate.

His eyes immediately lit up, carefully picking up the plate to examine it closely.

"Good heavens, this is a mid-Qing Dynasty Blue and White Lotus Pattern Plate." Shi Feng said as he took a magnifying glass to observe some details, "These patterns, this glaze, remarkable."

After a while, Shi Feng put down the magnifying glass, his face full of amazement: "Brother, where do you keep getting these treasures from every day?"

"Didn’t I tell you last time? I’m a junk collector, so it’s only reasonable to stumble upon a few treasures." Qi Yun laughed.

Shi Feng thought he was just kidding, rolled his eyes, and retorted in mock annoyance: "Next time you collect junk, can you take a brother along? I want to pick up something like this too."

As the two were talking, two more people, a man and a woman, entered the shop.

The man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking gentle, with a string of beads around his neck that Qi Yun didn’t recognize and a bracelet in his hand.

The woman, in her thirties, had exquisite makeup and walked elegantly.

Although wearing a loose, long trench coat, you could vaguely see the graceful figure it covered.

When Shi Feng saw the visitors, he immediately stood up with a smile to welcome them: "Mr. Dai, I was just thinking about you. Please come in, come inside."

The middle-aged man called Mr. Dai waved his hand with a smile: "Don’t tease me. Let me introduce you. This is Miss Wang, who bought the Honeycomb Bracelet last night."

"Miss Wang is an expert in the antiquities world, with deep knowledge and unique insights into various collectible items."

Shi Feng understood that this meant the lady didn’t lack money and was interested in all kinds of treasures, as long as they caught her eye.

He hurriedly smiled and extended his hand: "Hello, Miss Wang, welcome..."

"Oh, it’s you, big brother!"

Shi Feng’s words were interrupted by Miss Wang’s voice of surprise.