"Damn, I'm about to pick up a huge bargain!"

When the amount reached a hundred thousand and the success rate was still 100%, Bai Wu knew he was really about to score a big deal.

Keep increasing the bid!

"The success rate of buying an antique worth more than one hundred and fifty thousand from this stall?"

The percentage floating above stall number two didn't budge, still at 10%.

"Two hundred thousand?"

10%!

"Two hundred and fifty thousand?"

10%!

"Three hundred thousand?"

10%!

***

After adjusting the price over a dozen times, Bai Wu finally determined the value of this antique.

Five hundred thousand!

"Looks like I'm going to make a huge profit this time!"

Bai Wu was thrilled.

Although he had read countless times about such bargain-hunting scenarios in novels, when it actually happened to him, the feeling was indescribably exhilarating.

"Young man, is there anything you like? Just say it, no worries, I run an honest business, definitely not like those unscrupulous vendors who ask for sky-high prices!"

The owner of the stall, a chubby man with a prosperous look, saw Bai Wu staring at his stall for so long, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face as he spoke.

The owner of stall number one had a stiff expression.

The chubby owner gave him a 'sincere' smile, and the man's face immediately darkened.

The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

"I'll keep looking!"

Bai Wu glanced up, smiled at the chubby owner, and then buried his head back into the ten 'antiques' on the stall.

There was a 10% chance of successfully buying an antique worth five hundred thousand.

This was a one in ten chance!

Using the process of elimination, Bai Wu began to sift through the ten 'antiques.'

Bai Wu first focused on a porcelain plate on the far left.

"The success rate of someone spending five hundred thousand to buy this antique from me?"

0%!

Pass, eliminate!

"What about this one?"

0%!

"And this one?"

0%!

"This one?"

0%!

***

Finally.

Perseverance pays off.

After seven eliminations, when he reached the eighth bronze wine cup (an ancient cup), the unchanging success rate finally turned to 100%!

"Finally found it!"

Bai Wu's face lit up with joy, his gaze fixed intently on the bronze wine cup.

The chubby owner's eyebrows twitched, his eyes rolled, and he began to secretly calculate how to squeeze more money out of Bai Wu.

"What's up, young man, interested in this bronze wine cup? To be honest, I got this from a rural village, cost me eight thousand bucks. If you really want it, I'll sell it to you at cost, eight thousand, not a penny more, not a penny less!" the chubby owner said with a sincere smile.

"Eight thousand..."

Bai Wu was tempted, after all, eight thousand compared to five hundred thousand was just a drop in the bucket.

But looking at the chubby owner's demeanor, Bai Wu felt the price could be negotiated lower, eight thousand wasn't the lowest price!

Moreover, Bai Wu thought if he didn't haggle and agreed directly, it might raise the chubby owner's suspicion. What if he suddenly decided not to sell? Bai Wu would be at a huge loss.

"The success rate of buying the bronze wine cup from the owner for four thousand...?"

100%!

"Damn! Four thousand is already 100%?"

Seeing the 100% percentage above the chubby owner's head, Bai Wu halved the price again, "Then what's the success rate if I buy the bronze wine cup for two thousand?"

100%!

"What about one thousand?"

80%!

"Forget it, two thousand it is!"

Bai Wu muttered to himself, looked at the chubby owner with a hesitant expression, and said, "Boss, eight thousand is a bit steep, can you lower it a bit...?"

"Alright, young man, I feel a connection with you, name your price!" the chubby owner said generously.

"Two thousand!" Bai Wu decided swiftly, blurting it out.

The chubby owner's face stiffened.

After hesitating for a while, he exchanged a glance with Bai Wu.

"Sigh, fine, two thousand it is. Actually, I got two items for eight thousand, sold one already, the other is this bronze wine cup..." the chubby owner sighed as if he had suffered a huge loss.

Money exchanged for goods.

The bronze wine cup worth five hundred thousand was in hand.

Bai Wu carefully wrapped it up and continued browsing the stalls one by one.

***

After Bai Wu walked away, the chubby owner suddenly changed his expression from frustration to smug satisfaction.

"Three hundred bucks for a pile of junk from a rural village, a girl spent nine thousand on a wine jug, and now this fool spent two thousand on a wine cup, making money is just too easy!"

The chubby owner sat on the ground, muttering in a strange voice.

It seemed like he was talking to himself.

But actually...

The owner of stall number one was full of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

At this moment.

A slim woman in red, with a pretty face, walked over quickly from a distance.

"Oh, Old Wang, isn't that the girl you scammed yesterday, who spent nine thousand on a bronze wine jug? Judging by her expression, she might be here to cause trouble for you?" The owner of stall number one brightened up, looking gleeful.

"I don't care, the deal is done!"

The chubby owner looked unbothered, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.

At this time.

The woman had already arrived in front of the chubby owner.

"This shop is a small business, no refunds after sale!" the chubby owner said first.

"Gone, gone, how is it gone? Why is it missing?"

The woman ignored the chubby owner, instead looking around his stall as if searching for something, muttering continuously.

"Wha-what's missing?"

The chubby owner wiped the sweat from his forehead, asking cautiously.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling.

"That bronze wine cup!!"

The woman in red looked anxious, raising her head, "I'm willing to pay ten thousand, no, fifty thousand for that bronze wine cup!"