Da Jin Ya picked up the black mask. As soon as he touched it, he exclaimed, “This is? What a treasure!”
Wang Pang Zi was puzzled. “Jin Ye, isn’t this just a black mask? Could it be something valuable?”
“You wouldn’t know. Everything black is precious metal. This weight alone must be gold.”
“What? Gold!”
Wang Pang Zi’s jaw dropped.
A face-sized piece of gold, and they thought it was worthless?
“How much would it be worth?”
“Let’s not even talk about the artistic value. Just the weight alone would sell for 800,000 yuan as gold. If you factor in the artistic value, it would easily go for over a million.”
“My god!”
Wang Pang Zi felt like vomiting blood.
There was jade, a gold mask, and Song Dynasty porcelain in the coffin, but they picked the least valuable jade. Their judgment was simply beyond belief.
Hu Ba Yi looked at Lu Feng with a resentful gaze.
Lu Feng smiled and asked, “Regret it?”
“To say I don’t regret it is a lie.” Hu Ba Yi admitted frankly.
Da Jin Ya continued to assess five Qing Dynasty flower vases, offering 500,000 yuan for them.
“This one —”
Da Jin Ya opened the last box, his eyes almost popping out. Before him stood a North Song Dynasty official kiln, as tall as a baby.
“What’s wrong?”
Wang Pang Zi asked with suspicion.
“Let me take a look.”
Da Jin Ya, with trembling hands, carefully put on gloves and began to examine it. After a long while, he said, “This is a top-grade North Song Dynasty official kiln, this big!”
“How much?”
Wang Pang Zi pressed.
“It’s hard to estimate. If you auction it, it won’t go for less than 10 million yuan.”
Bang!
Wang Pang Zi fell to the ground with a thud.
Ten million?
Holy crap!
Hu Ba Yi was stunned too.
Ying Zi had just regained consciousness when she felt dizzy again.
“Lu Ye, I’ll pay 12 million yuan for this vase. If you don’t want to sell it, I can also help connect you with an auction house or the Xin Yue Hotel.”
“Xin Yue Hotel?”
“Yes.”
“What percentage do they take?”
“Because it’s a Ming Dynasty relic, the commission is higher. Eighteen percent.”
“12 million yuan, yours.”
“Lu Ye, you’re so straightforward!”
Da Jin Ya beamed with joy. “I’ll transfer the money right now.”
Soon, the money arrived.
Lu Feng received 14,150,000 yuan.
Hu Ba Yi and Wang Pang Zi received 1,350,000 yuan each, while Ying Zi got 650,000 yuan.
Hu Ba Yi, Wang Pang Zi, and Ying Zi felt unreal.
Their past dream was to become millionaires.
Now, they were worth hundreds of thousands?
Wang Pang Zi looked at the information, counting it over and over again.
Hu Ba Yi patted Wang Pang Zi hard, and he finally snapped out of it.
“Lu brother, Ying Zi, let’s go to a restaurant to celebrate. We’ll treat you.” Hu Ba Yi sincerely invited.
“No hurry, my goods haven’t been sold yet.”
“More?”
Da Jin Ya was startled and leaned forward.
“I still have 22 pieces of Song Dynasty porcelain. Can you take them all?” Lu Feng asked.
“It depends on what kind they are.”
“There are four more of that kind of Song Dynasty vase.”
“Four, four…”
Da Jin Ya swallowed hard. He wanted to buy them, but he didn’t have that much money. He looked dejected and said, “I can’t take them all.”
“I’m going to the Xin Yue Hotel.”
“Lu Ye, what about the other porcelain?”
Lu Feng thought for a moment and said, “Let’s do this. I’ll keep three. You can have the rest.”
“Lu Ye, you’re so generous!”
Da Jin Ya was overjoyed.
Lu Feng went out and came back with 19 more pieces of porcelain.
After they were assessed.
They earned a total of 35 million yuan!
Hu Ba Yi, Wang Pang Zi, and Ying Zi were completely petrified, their mouths agape.
Da Jin Ya secretly wiped away a bead of sweat. His liquid assets were almost not enough. “Lu Ye, Hu Ye, Pang Ye, Ying Zi, tonight I’m treating. You have to come!”
“Sure.”
Happy people are in a good mood. Hu Ba Yi and the others readily agreed.
“Jin Ye, let’s go to the Xin Yue Hotel first.”
“Let’s go now.”
“Lu brother, we want to go with you to have a look, no problem?” Hu Ba Yi asked.
“No problem.”
So, the group went straight to the Xin Yue Hotel.
Lu Feng packed the porcelain in boxes beforehand.
The Xin Yue Hotel.
The interior decoration was still in the style of the Republic of China. Upon entering, it felt like traveling through time back to the Republic of China, with a thick historical atmosphere.
“Jin Ye?”
The staff recognized Da Jin Ya.
“Call your manager. Tell him that I, Da Jin Ya, brought customers.”
“Uh? Okay.”
The staff was taken aback, but quickly realized that this was a customer Da Jin Ya couldn’t handle. “Please come with me.”
Lu Feng followed the staff to a private room in the back hall.
“Please wait here. I’ll inform the manager right away.”
“Go ahead.”
While waiting, Wang Pang Zi flipped through the menu and was dumbfounded. “This, this, this… did they add a few more zeros to these prices?”
“What do you mean?”
Hu Ba Yi asked, puzzled.
“Look for yourself.”
Wang Pang Zi passed the menu to Hu Ba Yi.
Hu Ba Yi glanced at it, then rubbed his eyes hard. “Are these prices absurd? Eight thousand eight hundred yuan for a plate of bean sprouts?”
“How much?”
Ying Zi thought she had heard wrong.
She didn’t know if she could afford a plate of bean sprouts with eight years’ worth of savings?
“Do you know how they’re made?” Da Jin Ya smiled. “They hollow out the bean sprouts and fill them with bird’s nest and chicken paste.”
“That’s too expensive.”
“People who come here are not short of money.”
“Let them eat it, I can’t afford it.”
Wang Pang Zi couldn’t even buy a plate of bean sprouts with a year’s worth of street vending, even with hundreds of thousands, he wouldn’t dare eat like this.
It pained his heart!
PS: Please give some free flowers…