Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets Chapter 1470 - 704: The Biggest Fortune in Recent Times!!

The fishing boat on a blind guess brought even more stuff this ti.

Sean Knight hopped onto the fishing boat like he was browsing a flea market, looking at the pile after pile of items.

Blind guess was very excited; he had figured it out by now. The master of the yacht knew his stuff and had high standards. He didn’t want anything of poor quality.

But the items he left behind would also be picked over by other team mbers, and even if those couldn’t be sold, Blind guess would still make a pure profit.

Besides, even the leftovers hauled back to Port were certain to find buyers!

However, only Sean Knight would pay more, and to think this master of the yacht, so young, yet so knowledgeable about these things.

This guy was definitely a big shot!

Blind guess followed Sean Knight around diligently; he knew the little tricks Sean Knight had up his sleeve—probably looking to learn a thing or two.

Sean Knight didn’t mind, picking through the "rchandise" on the fishing boat’s deck all by himself.

"I’ll take these golden coins and silver ingots." Sean Knight pointed at the most conspicuous items and spoke, "Sa old prices, although the golden coins are ancient, they are not of pure quality, nor are they considered rare coins, 80 dollars each. The silver ingots are privately minted, not official silver, and are quite corroded, 100 dollars each."

Blind guess had previously bought the golden coins at half the price Sean Knight offered, and now that Sean Knight had raised his price, he was naturally thrilled.

As for the silver ingots, those dark items, he recognized them. Most fishern did not, brought them for the price of cabbage, and he profited even more!

"These porcelain pieces aren’t bad either, let’s say... 20 dollars each," Sean Knight said, "I’ll give you a flat rate no matter the size."

Blind guess imdiately nodded and then stuttered as he asked,

"Boss, are these porcelain pieces from the Min Kiln or..."

"Of course, they are from the Min Kiln," Sean Knight chuckled, "If these were from the official kiln, even as Sea Salvaged Porcelain, each would cost at least one thousand dollars!"

Blind guess happily nodded his head as he learned sothing new.

"This thing... 100 dollars," Sean Knight pointed at a brown object the size of a human head.

Blind guess saw Sean Knight didn’t ntion what the thing was, felt curious, but Sean Knight had moved on to look at other items.

That thing, Blind guess could have identified it in normal tis, but now, after being compressed under seawater for so long, both its color and sll had changed significantly, which is why he didn’t recognize it.

It had even ended up here because it was added as a freebie.

Imagine his surprise when it was valued at 100 dollars!

This must be sothing valuable!

Blind guess made a ntal note and continued to follow Sean Knight, his mobile phone at hand, calculating the prices of these items.

Each ti Sean Knight pointed sothing out, a team mber with a basket would collect the item.

Douglas Cooper anwhile was holding a wad of cash, paying Blind guess.

In no ti, Blind guess had a thick stack of money in his hand.

Since there were smaller items that didn’t add up to a round sum, this ti Sean Knight handed out banknotes with denominations of five, ten, twenty, fifty, and one hundred dollars to Douglas.

Sean Knight picked through the boat’s items, took the majority, and paid Blind guess over 5000 dollars.

Blind guess was so excited he didn’t know what to say. He had wanted to ask Sean Knight about that thing, but it slipped his mind completely.

In less than a day, his wealth had multiplied several tis over; he thought he was dreaming!

After Sean Knight boarded the yacht, the team mbers began picking out items on the fishing boat. Sean Knight might have felt a bit sorry, but the team mbers were having a great ti, picking through the items, and if unsure, they would turn and loudly ask Sean Knight, who was already aboard the yacht.

"Boss, you seed to value this a lot, what is it?" Douglas Cooper asked, pointing at that big-headed item.

"Ambergris," Sean Knight replied with a smile, fiddling with the object.

"So this is ambergris? Isn’t it supposed to be slly? Why does it feel like a rubbery blob?" Douglas Cooper was astonished.

"It’s been buried underground for too long. The outer layer has lost its properties. But the inside should be top-quality," Sean Knight explained, "So never mind its appearance, this blob weighs about three kilograms. And the price for top-quality ambergris is about 1,500 dollars per gram."

"This one piece is worth several million..." Douglas Cooper was speechless!

Man, what a difference between people!

"Yeah. Later you three each take a piece ho," Sean Knight said with a grin, "Keep it at ho for fun."

"Fun? More like a family heirloom... Never mind, I don’t want it!" Douglas Cooper waved his hand, "Boss, that thing is useful in your hands, not so much for us."

Sean Knight didn’t say much more; he looked at the quality items yet to be collected on the deck and said,

"Make a phone call to Big Island, have them send a cargo ship over. Oh, and bring so drone launch systems while you’re at it. Those things seem pretty handy!"

"Boss, actually, there are even more useful things," Douglas Cooper leaned in, smiling,

"Do you know about High-Grade Infrared?"

"No, what’s that?"

"Boss, have you seen online those backpack-like devices carried by the PLA, with eight thermos-looking objects inside..."

"I know, I know!" Sean Knight eagerly nodded his head. He had indeed seen it and was very curious at the ti.

But through this, he understood the dostic fear of insufficient firepower.