Chapter 1: Unexpected Treasure Appearance?

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"Unfortunately, you won't be able to get to us without spiritual strength." - Said the man.

Heck!

"OK, thanks." - said and immediately left.

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I returned home in the late afternoon. Hmm? What is this cart?

Near the entrance to my shop there was a cart with stones. Exactly! How could I forget? A new batch of antiques is being brought in today!

Quickly running into the shop, I saw a plump man who was sitting in my chair and drinking tea. Damn, this bastard is getting bolder and bolder! He broke into my shop without permission! Uses my tea and who knows what else he did before!

"Brother Huang, you have arrived! Why didn't you warn me? I would have met you appropriately. " - As much as this fat man was disgusting to me, I cannot offend him! He supplies me with antiques at low prices, so I'll have to endure.

"Little Ying, you've finally come." - Said Huang Xu. His thick cheeks lifted slightly at the smile.

You are ****! I'm six months younger than you, but you call me baby! How your arrogance pisses me off. No, it rather infuriates that it is not justified!

"Anything interesting?" I asked.

"Of course! Today I am kind and brought you goods from the Western Ruins of Alfheim! " Brother Huang said with a smile.

Alfheim ?! Damn, I almost choked on my saliva! As far as I know, it is very dangerous there and only a few dare to meddle in these lands. The price of antiques from Alfheim will be very high!

"Brother Huang, you must be joking! How can I buy such expensive antiques? I'm afraid I'll have to sell my entire shop to buy a regular Alfheim chamber pot! " I said to Juan.

"Ha ha, that's for sure!" - said the fat man, and then added - "But this time will be an exception! During the excavations, a lot of people died and almost everything that they got was either destroyed or badly damaged, because of which the price of these things fell to the very bottom. That's why I'm here now, not at the auction. "

Was he trying to insult my shop like that? What a freak.

"I see, then let's take a look at what you have." I said, not betraying my own emotions.

He's not actually my first supplier and they all behave the same. I don't know what makes them better than me, but this behavior really pisses me off.

"Go take a look yourself, and I'll wait here." - said the fat man, pointing to the cart.

I left the shop and climbed into the cart. There were just like ordinary stones, like porcelain. Even pieces of jade were sometimes found, but everything was badly damaged. If these figurines and bowls were not broken or damaged, the collectors would have paid a decent amount for them, but, unfortunately, now all this is just rubbish.

Suddenly, a cup caught my eye. They were made of some kind of white stone, most likely porcelain. It wore exquisite curly patterns, indicating a fourth era. If memory does not fail, then it was at that time that the Emperor of Alfheim left this world and the empire perished with it.

In fact, it is amazing that a person, albeit a practitioner, could live for 400 years! Not everyone can boast of this. If the publicly available information is true, then the current ruler of the Light Pen sect is only sixty years old! If he lives for four hundred years, like the Emperor Alfheim, then it is not known how high his sect will rise. No, not only her! The entire Kingdom of Divine Feathers will rise several levels.

Okay, I'll take this cup and that spoon over there. They are slightly damaged, but still refined. I may not be able to sell them at a good price, but at least I will feel like a king who drinks tea from such an exquisite dish.

I went into the shop and showed the dishes to the fat man. He was a little surprised that he dug up something beautiful in this rubbish, but did not attach any importance to it. I am more than sure that this pig has already rummaged there before me and took all the most valuable things.

"Okay, sell this for 80 Spiritual Coins!" Huang Xu said.

I almost choked on my saliva again. 80 Spiritual Coins !? You're fucking fat asshole! I earned a maximum of 180 spiritual coins in a month, and now you are asking for almost half ?! Also, these idiots demand money from me, how then will I pay everyone off? Damn, I guess I'll have to go into debt again!

I would like to refuse him and not take anything, but that will not work. From the very beginning of our partnership, he warned that I must buy at least one item from each delivery, otherwise he will not come again. I didn't mind then, because there were no problems with money, and he brought good goods.

But now everything has changed! I've been broke lately, and what he brought back is nothing more than slag that no one will buy, even if it's straight from Alfheim!

"Brother Juan, you are choking me. Can you give me a small discount as a sign of our friendship? " I asked with a pleading look.

Tolstoy seemed to like the way I implore him. He made a pensive look and waited for the continuation. This is not the first day I know him and I perfectly understand that he will give me a discount if I continue.

"Brother Huang, you are my best and only supplier! Your great heart will surely not stand aside as your youngest suffers! Please listen to him! " - I continued to flatter.

In fact, I didn't do it very well, but the fat man liked it. He smoothed out his fat on his chin as if there was a beard and said:

"Okay! Seeing you in such distress, how can I refuse? I will discount 20 Spiritual Coins. "