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Chapter 3797
"Tilda!" Deep frown lines appeared on Emily's forehead.
Darryl laughed and looked at Tilda. "You're still young, so you don't know just how deceitful people can be. An
antique street that has just opened like the one we’re in now is known to have many fakes. Therefore, it pays to
be cautious. Understand?"
She pursed her lips disdainfully, unhappy to see him lecturing her like an old man. "So you're saying that all the
things in the stalls are fake?"
Darryl just smiled and continued walking. After a few steps, he stopped in front of a stall. That stall was selling
porcelain wares. There were blue and white porcelain, Jun porcelain, and many more —each one was extremely
beautiful. There were so many choices that it was dizzying to look at.
Emily became excited. There must be some hidden gem there that caught Darryl's attention. Tilda also stopped
there and began to admire all the exquisite porcelain. There should be something authentic there.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Welcome! You can find all sorts of great stuff here! Please have a look!" The stall owner stood up and greeted
them enthusiastically.
Darryl nodded. He scanned all the porcelain, one by one, and finally pointed at an
inconspicuous jade vase at the corner of the stall. "How much is that?"
The jade vase was light blue, not very shiny, and there was a small chip at the mouth.
Compared with the bright porcelains in the stall, it had looked almost battered.
Tilda was taken aback. 'After walking for so long, that’s what you chose? Any of the other
porcelain is a hundred times better than that! What kind of sh*tty taste is that?'
The stall owner was also stunned but immediately said, "I see that we have someone with
great taste! That is actually here on a consignment basis by my friend. He said that it was
passed down by his family's ancestors. It has been sealed underground for many years
and was only recently dug out—"
Darryl interrupted him and said, "Cut the crap. How much?"
The others might not recognize it, but Darryl could tell from a glance that the vase was
something from an official kiln in the Yuan Dynasty. Even though there was a chip at the
mouth, it would still fetch tens of millions if put on auction. More importantly, porcelain
from the Yuan Dynasty's official kilns was extremely rare, so it was worth collecting them.
The stall owner scratched his head and thought about it. Then, he finally said, "Fifty
thousand!"
The stall owner looked sincere, but his eyes flashed with treachery.
That jade vase was bought by the stall owner the day before yesterday for a few thousand
bucks. He brought it to an expert for appraisal, but the expert could not identify its
provenance. Giving up hope, he left it at the corner of his stall. He was surprised that
Darryl was interested in it. Therefore he planned to squeeze out as much profit as he could
from Darryl and President Dickinson.
"Fifty thousand? How can a broken vase be worth that much?" Tilda exclaimed. Then, she
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmturned toward Darryl and said, "Do you know anything about antiques at all? of all things,
you choose that broken vase!"
Darryl remained impassive and ignored her.
Emily pulled Tilda aside and said, "shut up! Second Young Master knows what he's doing."
Darryl smiled at Emily and said, "You should get that one. Now that my mission is complete, I shall bid you
farewell."
He left them to go and look for Debra and Jewel.
Without hesitation, Emily paid the stall owner.
"Emily! Why do you trust Darryl so much? Can that broken vase really be worth fifty thousand bucks?" Tilda
cried, her feet stomping on the ground.
"Tilda, you and I are over if I hear one more bad word about Second Young Master out of you," Emily said with icy
anger.
She waited until Darryl was out of earshot to unleash her anger at Tilda. She was angry at just how immature
Tilda was behaving.
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