In the following days, Lu Fan brewed many medicinal herbs. Lin Ke'er was obedient and after drinking the medicine for a few days, her complexion became rosy, no longer as delicate as before.
Seeing the efficacy of the medicine, Granny Guihua grew more appreciative of Lu Fan. They were now dependent on each other, and with Lu Fan being so capable, she had no worries about his future.
It happened to be the weekend. Lu Fan, with nothing else to do, took Lin Ke'er to the antique street and they strolled around casually.
Lin Ke'er usually stayed at school and had never seen such a scene. Looking at the antiques spread all over the ground, she was overjoyed. "Brother Lu Fan, why didn't you bring me to such a fun place sooner?"
"I was a bit busy before, but I brought you today, didn't I?" Lu Fan smiled. "Do you like anything?"
"I don't know anything about antiques!" Lin Ke'er said coquettishly, "Brother Lu Fan, don't laugh at me."
"I'm not laughing at you. If you see anything you like, just tell me, and I'll give it to you!" Lu Fan said earnestly.
Lin Ke'er was overjoyed and nodded, but she didn't understand antiques and wouldn't pick anything easily.
They arrived at a shop, and Lu Fan went inside. After careful observation, he shook his head. He had come to the antique street today hoping to find something good. Old Master Bai's birthday was approaching, and Bai Xue had personally invited him, so he couldn't be too shabby.
Unfortunately, after walking through several shops, he found nothing valuable, which made him a little helpless.
"Young man, everything in my shop is genuine. Is there nothing you fancy?" the boss smiled. "I'm considered an antique expert, and I wouldn't buy shoddy goods."
"I'm afraid the boss is too shrewd. There's nothing valuable here," Lu Fan shook his head.
"How can you say that, young man? Perhaps your eyesight is not good enough!" the boss retorted with a glare.
Lu Fan didn't care and was about to move on to the next shop when an old man arrived with a snakeskin bag, looking very serious. "Boss, do you buy antiques here?"
"Of course, we buy!" The boss stepped forward and looked at the contents of the snakeskin bag. "Just these few vases?"
"Besides these vases, there's also a porcelain bowl!" the old man carefully took out the porcelain bowl. "This is an heirloom. If it weren't for an emergency at home, I wouldn't take it out to sell." Sudan Novel Network
"Everyone who comes to me to sell things says they are heirlooms, but there are few treasures," the boss shook his head. After looking at the old man's items, he smiled. "How about this! Two hundred yuan for all these things combined!"
"Only two hundred yuan?" The old man seemed hesitant. "Boss, I'm selling it to you with sincerity. These are all heirlooms, never fake, especially this blue and white bowl!"
"These are all fake, trying to fool me!" The boss shook his head. "It's more like a collectible. How about this! You've come a long way, and it must be tiring. I'll add another hundred yuan, making it three hundred yuan in total!"
The old man shook his head. "If it weren't for the emergency at home, I wouldn't sell this treasure. If it's not eight hundred yuan, I'll go to the next shop!"
"You old man are quite stubborn!" the boss smiled. "Five hundred, that's the highest price. If you're not willing, you can only go to the next one!"
The old man didn't look back and walked out with the snakeskin bag. If it weren't for the emergency at home, he wouldn't have sold his heirloom. Being priced so low by the boss, how could he feel good about it?
"You country folk treat everything like a treasure!" the boss said dismissively. "If I didn't see you needed money urgently, I wouldn't even offer five hundred!"
As the old man stepped out the door, Lu Fan stepped forward and smiled. "Old man, can you let me see the blue and white bowl?"
"Are you going to buy it?" the old farmer asked seriously. "The price is non-negotiable!"
"If it's worth it, of course!" Lu Fan nodded and smiled.
The old man took out the blue and white bowl. Lu Fan observed it for a moment and nodded with satisfaction. "This is a good item. I'll offer three thousand!"
"Just this bowl?" the old man asked in surprise. "Is it real or fake? I'm from the countryside, don't lie to me!"
"I'll still make a profit at three thousand. Old man, don't regret it," Lu Fan said with a smile.
"No regrets, no regrets. We urgently need money at home, and being able to sell it for three thousand is already a great blessing." The old farmer quickly thanked him.
"Young man, don't be fooled," the boss interjected. "It's just a small broken bowl, how can it be worth thousands of yuan!"
"It's not worth anything in the boss's eyes, but it's worth a lot in my eyes," Lu Fan smiled.
The boss frowned, not saying much more. One was willing to buy, and one was willing to sell. Since Lu Fan was willing to pay that much, he had nothing else to say.
After the transaction was complete, Lu Fan took the blue and white bowl into his hands, feeling quite pleased.
"Brother Lu Fan, it's just an ordinary bowl, how can it be worth so much money?" Lin Ke'er asked with surprise.
"This is no ordinary bowl, but an ancient treasure. If it were put up for auction, it would be worth at least over a million. It's probably quite old!" Lu Fan said frankly.
"Ahem... Young man, you speak so boldly. Bowls like this are everywhere on the streets. You've been ripped off," the boss mocked. "I've been playing with antiques for so many years, and I've never misjudged anything."
"That may not be true. Some things are hard to say," Lu Fan replied with a smile.
As they were talking, an old man wearing glasses came out. The boss quickly went to support him. "Old sir, why have you come out?"
"Just taking a stroll!" the old man smiled. He inadvertently saw the porcelain bowl in Lu Fan's hand and became somewhat surprised.
"Young man, are you selling this bowl?"
"I just bought it from someone and plan to give it as a gift," Lu Fan said with a smile.
"This bowl is very exquisite and makes a nice ornament," the old man smiled. "How about selling it to me?"
The shop owner was slightly surprised. The old man was knowledgeable about antiques from a young age, so this small flower bowl was likely not simple.
Lu Fan's eyes were sharp. The old man's words suggested that he had probably seen the extraordinary nature of this item.
"To be honest, I like this item very much, and the price is not cheap. Even if I wanted to sell it, I'm afraid you couldn't afford the price, senior."
"How much are you prepared to sell it for, young man?" the old man narrowed his eyes.
"At least a million!" Lu Fan said unceremoniously.
The old man's body trembled, and then he said with a wry smile, "I've met a master today and missed out on a treasure."
"As the saying goes, there's always tomorrow. Senior, you don't need to be so disheartened."
Lu Fan smiled and turned to leave. This old man was very shrewd. He had seen that the bowl was not ordinary and wanted to trick Lu Fan, but he didn't expect Lu Fan to be an unusual person.
After Lu Fan and Lin Ke'er left, the boss asked, "Old sir, that blue and white porcelain bowl..."
"After doing business for so many years, no wonder there's no progress. You're a disgrace to my family!" the old man scolded. "That bowl just now was worth a million. If you had acquired it, it would have been a pure profit of a million!"
"That blue and white bowl just now looked like a fake, not the real thing," the boss asked doubtfully.
"What do you know! You haven't even touched the item, and you can tell?" the old man cursed. "Although I'm old, my judgment is very sharp!"