Chapter 31

Yang Kang was somewhat dazed. He knew this was Song Yu and that it was very valuable. After all, the small Han Dynasty square wealth lock he had worn on his finger was eventually sold for 80,000 yuan, even though the buyer knew he was in urgent need of money and had pressed the price down as much as possible.

However, he really didn't know that this Song Dynasty coiling trumpet flower jade pendant could be sold for 20 million yuan...

"This is truly made from high-quality white jade seed material, and the carving craftsmanship is impeccable," Professor Qin sighed. "This item is well-preserved and has a three-color patina. Even if it were sold in a jewelry store, it would be worth several million yuan. Add the value of the antique itself, 20 million... it's not expensive."

"Boss Mo, I can't sell this jade pendant!" Yang Kang said hurriedly after a brief hesitation. The jade pendant wasn't his, and it was too valuable. In a few days, when he met that fat man Guo, he would return the jade pendant to him. No matter what, he couldn't accept such an expensive gift.

At this moment, Zhou Bomin also stood up, walked over to them, and took the jade pendant, caressing it continuously with a look of ecstasy.

"Akang, where did you get such a good thing?" Zhou Bomin asked curiously.

"This..." Yang Kang didn't know how to explain the matter with the fat man Guo, so he could only smile vaguely.

Seeing this, Zhou Bomin didn't press further. After all, for any antique shop, the source of goods was the biggest secret, and it wasn't appropriate to pry easily.

"Professor Qin, take a look—" Zhou Bomin glanced at the Xuande furnace on the huanghuali wooden coffee table and asked.

"Old Zhou, are you playing games with me?" Professor Qin chuckled. "Isn't it obvious what this thing is? Why do you need me to look at it?"

"Akang, give me a price, I want this Xuande furnace!" Zhou Bomin said with a smile, reluctantly handing the jade pendant back to Yang Kang.

Yang Kang took it and hung it around his neck, looking at the Xuande furnace. After some thought, he said, "If Uncle Zhou wants it, 150,000 yuan is fine. You can give me 100,000 yuan."

Yang Kang was sure that this Xuande furnace was from the late Qing Dynasty. It was well-preserved and had a rare black lacquer color, but no patterns. He estimated that the market price would be around 200,000 yuan. Since Zhou Bomin wanted it, he quoted 150,000 yuan, which was a good deal.

"The price is very reasonable," Zhou Bomin smiled. "Alright, I'll take the Xuande furnace. Give me your account number, and I'll transfer the money to you."

"Okay!" Yang Kang nodded, took out his phone, and sent the bank account number to Zhou Bomin via text message.

Since Zhou Bomin was sincere, he didn't say anything more and immediately called the bank to transfer the money. About five minutes later, Yang Kang heard his phone beep. He quickly checked and smiled; the 100,000 yuan had arrived. The bank's efficiency was quite high.

"Did the money arrive?" Zhou Bomin asked.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou," Yang Kang said with a smile.

"I'll bring your father's IOU to you tomorrow!" Zhou Bomin said. When Yang Kang mentioned 150,000 yuan and asked for 100,000 yuan, he instantly understood.

Yang Kang's character was well-known; he didn't like owing debts.

"Pity, pity!" Professor Qin sighed. "Old Zhou, since you want this, I won't argue. Otherwise, I really wanted to snatch it—there aren't many Xuande furnaces with such exquisite shapes on the market, and well-preserved ones are even rarer, especially at this price."

"Even if Uncle Zhou didn't want it, I would have snatched it," Wang Qiyi sighed. "But I like the jade pendant around the Little Prince's neck even more. Pity, pity!"

"Mr. Yang, Little Prince..." Mo Ming said, "If you have any old items to sell, please call me, okay?"

"Sure!" Yang Kang smiled and agreed, but he ignored Wang Qiyi's words.

"Little Prince, would you like to have dinner with me?" Wang Qiyi said with a smile. "I was wrong last time, don't be angry."

"Let's skip it," Yang Kang pointed to his foot. "I sprained my ankle, it's not easy to move."

"Akang, is Boss Shao not at home?" Zhou Bomin suddenly asked.

"No, he's abroad!" Yang Kang said.

Zhou Bomin looked at him, hesitated, and then Yang Kang immediately understood. He laughed and said, "Uncle Zhou, don't worry. The Xuande furnace is mine, it has nothing to do with Boss Shao. Moreover, the agreement I signed with Boss Shao states that I bear the profit and loss myself. What's mine is mine, whether I make a profit or a loss, it's all mine. He won't interfere, so you can rest assured."

"Ha ha!" Zhou Bomin was immediately relieved. He knew Yang Kang's background, so he was worried that if the Xuande furnace belonged to Boss Shao and Yang Kang sold it without permission, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

"I trust your character," Zhou Bomin explained hurriedly. "I was just asking."

"Uncle Zhou, you're very considerate," Yang Kang smiled.

"Little Master, didn't you say you would treat me to dinner?" Zhou Bomin looked at Wang Qiyi. "Why did you bring me here and then leave me alone?"

"Uncle Zhou, what are you saying?" Wang Qiyi laughed. "Of course, I'll treat you to dinner, and I'll invite Boss Mo and Professor Qin as well. I want to take the Little Prince along too."

"Little Prince, come along," Mo Ming, who was very interested in him, called out.

"But my foot..." Yang Kang smiled bitterly. "It's not easy to move."

"I'll help you," Wang Qiyi said. "You need to eat even if your foot is hurt. After dinner, I'll take you back."

"Akang, come along!" Zhou Bomin also called out.

"Alright!" Yang Kang nodded and agreed, then followed them out for dinner. He didn't return until after 9 PM. On the way, he bought some ointment for bruises and sprains and applied it at home.

With the money, he didn't need to rush to find a job, and with his injured foot, it wasn't convenient for him to go out. So he stayed at Ruyi Workshop.

A few days passed, and his foot was mostly healed. The redness and swelling had completely subsided, leaving only a faint bruise. Although it still hurt a bit when he walked, it wasn't as severe as before.

During these few days, he hadn't seen the fat man Guo. He was extremely regretful for forgetting to ask Guo for his phone number that day. Now, where could he find him?

Around 4 PM one afternoon, he was sitting in a wicker chair at the door, reading a book. The large glass door provided good light, and it was also convenient for him to greet customers—though Ruyi Workshop had never had any customers.

"Little Prince!" Just as Yang Kang was reading, a familiar voice suddenly came.

Yang Kang looked up and saw the familiar fat man, holding a not-so-big, tattered cardboard box. Guo Fat Man was really fat, at least 1.85 meters tall, and probably weighed over 200 pounds, with a robust build.

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