Chapter 48: Chapter 48 Yuan Dynasty Teacup?"What are you doing? The Civil Affairs Bureau isn’t over here!" Su Qingqing panted as she caught up with Ye Huan. Sёar?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    "Old man, how much for this thing?" Ye Huan pointed to a teacup on the street vendor’s stall and asked.

    "Are you out of your mind? Spending money on something like this? It’s obviously a fake inferior product, isn’t it?" Su Qingqing said crankily.

    "Hey, young lady, you can’t say that!"

    A bald old man sitting beside the carpet, in contrast to his shiny head, had a wisp of long white beard. He stroked it and said, "All the antiques here with me are genuine. Out in the market, they’re priceless!"

    "Pfft!" Su Qingqing said, "Priceless? Then why don’t you take them to a pawnshop or auction and sell them!"

    "You..." The old man’s face turned red. After a cold snort, he rebuked, "If you aren’t buying, then move aside. I don’t lack business!"

    "Hah, I don’t even care!" Su Qingqing pouted, "Ye Huan, let’s go."

    Ye Huan picked up the teacup and examined it, asking, "Old man, how much for this cup?"

    The teacup had some dirt on it, with a golden dragon pattern, but there was no chip on it, at least seventy percent new.

    "Whoa, kid, I can see you’re an extraordinary person with rare insight!" The old man stood up, looking serious, "To be honest, this teacup was made in the Yuan Dynasty, fired at the ancient kilns of Jingdezhen, Huaxia’s porcelain capital. It was once used by Kublai Khan of the Yuan Dynasty. It took quite an effort for me to get it. Eight hundred and eighty thousand and it’s yours!"

    "Eight hundred and eighty thousand? Are you robbing?" Su Qingqing exclaimed again.

    "Take it or leave it. This girl can’t see as far as you can, young man!" The old man turned to Ye Huan, "Young man, this is a chance you won’t get again, eight hundred and eighty thousand. You won’t suffer a loss, you won’t be deceived!"

    "Pssh, buying it is being deceived!" Su Qingqing spat, grabbing Ye Huan’s hand, "Let’s go, if we’re late, we’ll have to queue to get the certificate!"

    Ye Huan didn’t pay her any mind and continued to examine the teacup in his hand, clicking his tongue in wonder, "No wonder this porcelain cup from Jingdezhen is perfect in both color and pattern."

    "Yes, yes, yes!" The old man’s face lit up, eyes flashing with a cunning gleam.

    Another one who thinks they know is about to be fooled, ha ha!

    "Young man, tell you what, special friend price, sixty-six thousand and it’s yours!"

    Ye Huan’s lips curled up, "Are you sure, just sixty-six thousand?"

    "Of course!" The old man’s face lit up with joy, stroking his beard, "You truly have outstanding talent. If it were others, even at 6,666,000, I wouldn’t sell. Sixty-six thousand is as good as giving it to you!"

    Ye Huan’s smile widened.

    At this point, a sarcastic voice rang out.

    "A clueless and ignorant security captain actually thinks he knows antiques? What a joke!"

    The door of a Porsche Z896 opened by the street, and Bai Yu got out of the car, sneering, "This cup is at most worth 200 bucks!"

    The old man’s face changed drastically, "Young man, you can’t just say that..."

    Before he could finish, Bai Yu picked up a teapot from the ground, examined it for a while, and said with surprise, "A teapot from the Ming Dynasty?"

    "Yes, yes, this young master really knows his stuff!" The old man beamed with his eyes squinting.

    "Two million in the card, password is six ones." Bai Yu tossed out a bank card, his face indifferent, as if two million was nothing to him.

    The old man took the bank card, overjoyed.

    He got this teapot for five hundred bucks from another stall, and had been regretting not selling it for a long time. Unexpectedly, he just sold it for two million in an instant!

    Getting rich quick!

    Bai Yu surveyed the teapot with satisfaction, nodding approvingly.

    Although the shape had some differences from teapots, the distribution of dirt was very natural, and the chips were not abrupt, making it obviously an ancient artifact.

    "Old man, was it sixty-six thousand for this thing?" Ye Huan continued to ask.

    "Um..."

    The old man was about to nod but reconsidered.

    This kid didn’t look rich and seemed to have no insight, definitely couldn’t afford sixty-six thousand!

    Might as well earn whatever he could.

    Even selling for 200 would be a tearful profit of 199!

    Besides, with two million coming in today, from now on, he could live in leisure without setting up a stall under the wind and sun!

    "Young man, I just remembered, this cup was actually dug out during a rural river renovation in my childhood, not Kublai Khan’s imperial cup!" The old man sighed, "But this cup has been with me for decades. Tell you what, if you sincerely want it, take it for two hundred!"

    Ye Huan’s face became extremely interesting.

    Two hundred bucks? Kublai Khan’s imperial cup is worth just two hundred?

    He was planning to borrow some money from Liu Tianyun, but it seems unnecessary now.

    "Old man, are you sure it’s just two hundred?" Ye Huan’s lips curled, "I’m afraid you’ll suffer a loss..."

    "Sigh, I’m suffering a loss!" The old man sighed deeply, "After all, this cup has been with me for quite a while, there’s some sentiment involved, handing it over to you is really a bit sad for me. Tell you what, add a hundred, and take it for three hundred, it’ll also ease my sorrow!"

    But inwardly, he was overjoyed.

    I’ve seen dumb people, but not this dumb!

    Buying a one-dollar store item for two hundred, and he’s afraid I’d lose out?

    Truly rolling in money!

    "Really just three hundred?" Ye Huan asked again.

    "Ye Huan, are you crazy?"

    Su Qingqing was speechless.

    Three hundred could easily buy a whole set of such tea sets at the supermarket, yet this fool Ye Huan buys one and still fears this crook would lose money?

    Bai Yu also burst into laughter.

    "You’d spend three hundred on this thing?" Bai Yu mocked with a sneer, "Even for ten bucks, this swindler would sell it to you, what an eye-lacking clown!"

    "That’s still better than treating a chamber pot as a treasure." Ye Huan mocked.

    Bai Yu’s face turned ashen with rage instantly.

    "So you think you’re badass buying a street stall item for three hundred?" Bai Yu was unhappy, pointing to the "teapot" cradled in his arms, "A chamber pot? This is a specially crafted Ming Dynasty teapot. Do you understand? Can you even make sense of it?"

    "Ming Dynasty?" Ye Huan’s lips curled up, "Let me remind you, that’s just a chamber pot, and it’s less than ten years old!"

    "Nonsense, what do you know?"

    Bai Yu sneered, "I’m a member of the Celestial Sea Antique Appraisal Association, a seasoned antique appraisal expert. From the distribution of the dirt to the depth and distribution of the chips, this is a flawless Ming Dynasty antique worth two million!"

    "Yes, yes, this young master’s right!" The old man chimed in, "No wonder you can spot the dignity of this teapot at a glance, turns out you’re a seasoned antique appraisal expert, truly admirable!"

    Bai Yu listened to such flattery and nodded with satisfaction.

    Then he looked at the teacup in Ye Huan’s hand, sneering, "Yuan Dynasty teacup? Utterly laughable, this cup doesn’t have any chips, and even the dirt is soft and wet, obviously some trash just buried in the ground for a few minutes!"

    "Could it be that the title of seasoned antique appraisal expert was bought with money?" Ye Huan’s lips curled up, "Let me tell you, this is indeed a Yuan Dynasty teacup, and also Kublai Khan’s imperial cup."

    "Haha!" Bai Yu laughed uproariously, tears running down his face, "Yuan Dynasty? Kublai Khan? Hahaha!