Damn, I'm gonna be rich! [New book, please add to your collection!]
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"Boss Wang, how's it going? Did you manage to pick up any antiques from the countryside today?" Bai Wu asked with a smile.
Fat Boss's face darkened.
But soon, a simple and honest smile appeared on his round, chubby face.
"Young man, you came at the right time. Last night, I went out and collected quite a few ancient items. Want to take a look?" Fat Boss invited.
"Why do I feel something's off?" Bai Wu muttered to himself.
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"Is this fatty trying to pass off some fakes on me?"
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"Damn, is he really that unscrupulous?"
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"Where's the basic trust between people? I just spent two thousand on a bronze wine cup from him and sold it for six hundred thousand. And now he wants to fool me? Hmph, let's see how this plays out!"
Though Bai Wu thought this, he still put on a simple and honest smile: "In that case, Boss Wang, lead the way!"
"Alright, alright!"
The two of them walked to the stall one after the other.
On the stall, there were seven or eight porcelain pieces.
These porcelains were painted in various colors like yellow, green, white, brown, and black, but mainly in yellow, green, and brown.
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"Come, young man, take a look. I got these from a village in the mountains, for, um... uh..." Fat Boss stuttered suddenly.
It seemed he was considering how to quote a price that wouldn't scare Bai Wu away.
The next second, he suddenly raised a hand and said, "I spent a whole fifty thousand to buy these seven porcelain pieces!"
After speaking, Fat Boss winked mysteriously at Bai Wu and leaned in to whisper, "Fat Lord specifically asked around the village. It's said that the family who owned these got rich following Li Shimin at the end of the Sui Dynasty and prospered during Wu Zetian's time, so these porcelains might be..."
Damn Li Shimin!
Damn Wu Zetian!
You damn liar, don't you need a draft for your nonsense?
"Tang Tri-Color Pottery?" Bai Wu blurted out with a 'thrilled' expression.
Fat Boss nodded with a pleased look, like a teacher proud of a promising student: "That's right, judging by their craftsmanship and glaze, these porcelains could very well be Tang Tri-Color Pottery..."
"How much are you selling these for, Boss?" Bai Wu asked with a 'tempted' look.
"Considering you're a regular customer..."
Fat Boss smiled and gestured the number '6' with his hand: "Young man, how about it?"
"Sixty!?" Bai Wu exclaimed exaggeratedly.
Fat Boss's face turned black instantly.
Before he could speak, Bai Wu suddenly grabbed his hand, looking 'moved': "Boss Wang, you're too generous! Seven porcelain pieces for just sixty bucks? I think these porcelains are quite well-made, even in a factory, they'd cost dozens or hundreds each, right?"
"No, young man, you mis..."
Before Fat Boss could finish, Bai Wu interrupted him again: "No way, Boss, sixty bucks is too cheap. If I really bought all these porcelains for sixty bucks, my conscience would be uneasy!"
Saying this, Bai Wu dramatically placed his hand over his right chest.
"Your heart's on the right side?"
Fat Boss was speechless, grumbling inwardly.
"How about this, Boss, I can't let you suffer a loss. Let me think it over and give you a fair price!"
Bai Wu said, eyeing the seven porcelains on the stall, muttering to himself: "These seven porcelains should all be fake, right?"
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"Turns out they're all fake..."
Bai Wu suddenly froze.
"Hmm? Wait! 14.28%? That means one in seven, could there really be an antique among these seven porcelains?"
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"Damn!"
Bai Wu's eyes lit up, a terrifying and bold idea emerged, "What's the success rate of me buying a genuine Tang Tri-Color Pottery from these seven porcelains?"
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"Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! There's really a genuine Tang Tri-Color Pottery here?"
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"Absolutely certain?"
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"This Tang Tri-Color Pottery could sell for several million, right?"
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"Five million?"
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"Seven million?"
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"Ten million?"
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"Damn, I'm really gonna be rich!"
Bai Wu's face gradually turned red with excitement.
Meanwhile, Fat Boss squinted his eyes in satisfaction.
He suddenly said, "Young man, Fat Lord finds you pleasing to the eye, just sixty thousand, and you can take all seven Tang Tri-Color Pottery!"
"Absolutely certain!?"
Bai Wu looked up, full of joy, at Fat Boss, as if he was looking at a god of wealth!
"If you think it's too expensive..."
Fat Boss, bewildered by Bai Wu's attitude, voluntarily lowered the price: "I'll give you a discount, a flat fifty thousand!"
"Sure, no problem, I'll transfer the money right now!"
Without hesitation, Bai Wu scanned the QR code on the stall and transferred fifty thousand to Fat Boss.
Fat Boss was left dumbfounded by Bai Wu's decisiveness.
"Could there really be a genuine piece among these seven porcelains?"
Fat Boss quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, impossible, impossible, these porcelains were all wholesale from a Tang Tri-Color Pottery workshop in that mountain village, two hundred each, how could there be a genuine one?"
Thinking of this, Fat Boss couldn't help but feel smug: "Ah, young people these days, really think they're the protagonist of a novel, thinking they can find Tang Tri-Color Pottery at any random stall? Still too young!".