Can’t figure out how to solve the ranking issue of Song Xi and Yang Jinlu in the 101 girl group.
Chen Yiyang thought he might as well go bargain hunting to change his mood.
So, after finishing his al, he grabbed a taxi and headed out.
Initially, Chen Yiyang thought the marketplace ntioned by the system would be a large market selling old items and various real and fake antiques.
But upon arrival, he found out it was truly a gigantic marketplace, with all sorts of wholesale items from Yiwu.
There were also various "antiques" for sale, but they were so fake it was beyond words. Even calling them fake antiques would be modest; they were basically old crafts.
Good thing Chen Yiyang usually dressed low-key, wearing affordable brands.
So amidst this marketplace, his outfit didn’t seem out of place.
Yet, he couldn’t quite imagine why two Ming Dynasty Silver Incense Boxes would appear in such a place.
After walking for a while, feeling he might stand out, Chen Yiyang bought two clothes hangers to blend in as a household shopper.
After passing through a crowded corner, Chen Yiyang reached the location ntioned in the intel.
It was a stall selling silverware, with various old silver jewelry and objects laid out on the cloth.
When Chen Yiyang arrived, the stall owner was arguing with another person.
"Whatever it looks like, I’m telling you, since it’s made of silver, I’m selling it as silverware. What’s wrong with that? How is it a scam?"
"Oh, you claim it’s made of silver just because you say so? To , this thing is just a bottle cap, maybe you found it in so junk heap.
I don’t care elsewhere, but here, since I see it, I have to intervene."
Listening to the two arguing, Chen Yiyang stood aside and asked soone nearby, "What’s going on?"
"This stall owner, using these two bottle caps, insists they’re made of silver and wants to sell them at silver’s price. This person couldn’t take it, accusing him of fraud, hence the argunt."
After listening to the onlookers, Chen Yiyang took a closer look.
Weren’t these two bottle caps the exact two Ming Dynasty Silver Incense Boxes ntioned in the bargain hunting intel?
The pictures from the intel were clearly retouched, not revealing much.
But now, looking closely, these two Ming Dynasty Silver Incense Boxes really did look like beer bottle caps.
Ming Dynasty Silver Incense Box image.
"Can I take a look at these items?"
Seeing the two imrsed in argunts, Chen Yiyang directly asked the stall owner to avoid delaying his purpose.
"It’s fine, take a look. I’m not afraid of shadows, this stuff is silver, I’ve checked it personally, it’s impossible they’re beer bottle caps used to deceive."
The stall owner was earnest, trying hard to prove he wasn’t lying.
Chen Yiyang took these two Silver Incense Boxes and examined them.
He felt they weren’t sothing used by the noble and wealthy during the Ming Dynasty, but rather crafted by smaller families using silver to store so spices.
For spices, such a small box was sufficient.
As for why there were folds pinched around the sides of the box.
Chen Yiyang guessed it was for easier closure.
Because he noticed the Silver Incense Box was actually divided into a top lid and bottom box.
Though the lid and box looked the sa, the top lid was slightly larger than the bottom box, adding the side folds for better closure.
Looking closely again, there were words engraved on the top of the lid.
Chen Yiyang deciphered it as a character aning "fragrance."
"Could these be used to store wind oil essence?" Chen Yiyang humorously remarked without revealing any emotion after examining the items.
The stall owner hurriedly said, "Regardless of what’s inside, you just say whether it’s silver."
"Feels like silver, so, how much?"
"One for a thousand, two for fifteen hundred." The stall owner gestured with his fingers.
"Oh, now I see why there’s an interruption, turns out you’re a shill."
Before Chen Yiyang could speak, the person arguing with the stall owner eagerly accused him of being a shill.
Of course, Chen Yiyang wouldn’t waste words arguing.
But this person’s accusations could actually help him negotiate a better price.
"Silver is so cheap now, and these don’t seem like they require much craftsmanship to make. Let’s go for a hundred bucks each."
"Don’t even ntion a hundred bucks, even getting a bottle cap for a penny, soone would think it’s foolish?"
The person arguing with the stall owner started shouting again.
The stall owner, feeling the heat from his shout, directly waved to Chen Yiyang, "A hundred bucks it is, give the money and they’re yours."
"Okay." Chen Yiyang transferred the money to the stall owner, then directly pocketed the two bottle caps—no, the Ming Dynasty Silver Incense Boxes—and left.
Yet Chen Yiyang’s departure didn’t stop the two from continuing their argunt.
Even after walking far away, Chen Yiyang could vaguely hear them still fiercely debating whether Chen Yiyang was a shill.
Such a leisurely day.
Returning to the hotel, Chen Yiyang didn’t imdiately head to his room but went to find the accountant.
Chen Yiyang was staying in the presidential suite, while the accountant was in the slightly lower-grade executive suite.
Upon reaching the room, Chen Yiyang noticed the suite door wasn’t completely closed.
So he pushed the door open and went in.
The mont he entered, he was hit by an odd sll.
"What are you doing, what’s the sll?" Chen Yiyang curiously asked.
"Eating." The accountant’s voice ca from the suite’s office.
Chen Yiyang continued to push open the door.
Then he saw the accountant eating luosifen in the office.
Who knows which brand of luosifen this was, but the sll was overpowering.
"Whoa, how’d you think of eating this?" Chen Yiyang asked.
"At ho, the sll lingers for days after eating. Eating it in the hotel is just right." The accountant placed a piece of pickled bamboo into his mouth and looked up at Chen Yiyang.
"Boss, did you need for sothing?"
"Where did you order that luosifen? Get a serving, let’s eat first before we chat."
Seeing the accountant enjoy it so much, Chen Yiyang couldn’t resist having a bowl for himself.
"Boss, eat in your own room." The accountant protested.
"My room still slls normal. Yours is already filled with luosifen aroma; one more bowl won’t matter."
Chen Yiyang forcefully ate a bowl of luosifen in the accountant’s suite.
Only afterward, did he start discussing work with the accountant.
"Boss, you’re low on cash." The accountant remarked.
"How could that be." Chen Yiyang said, "The monthly dividends from Strategies of the Three Kingdoms are quite substantial."
"But boss, you spend a lot monthly. You recently invested in an AI big model company, then there’s Kuxing’s transition needing funds, Marte Bubble requires money, Nezha’s animated movie’s special effects need money, and this film investnt needs money too.
We’ve been investing recently without seeing much return yet. If it weren’t for Strategies of the Three Kingdoms and the ’Old Western’ live streaming sales company providing monthly cash dividends, the company’s account would be empty by now." The accountant complained.
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