Jack Encounter Another Fortune

Just then, a middle-aged man with a nervous demeanor shuffled over, clutching a small box with an air of secrecy.

"Are you the appraisers here?" he asked, casting furtive glances around. "I have a rare artifact you might be interested in. Let me show you what I have and see what you're willing to offer."

He placed the box on the counter, his eyes darting between Jack and Leo.

Curious, Leo paused to observe, and Jack felt a mix of skepticism and anticipation. He had learned from experience not to take such offers at face value, but a part of him was always intrigued by the possibility of discovering something valuable.

Jack discreetly activated his Celestial Eye, expecting the usual scenario where the item was nothing more than a piece of junk. To his surprise, the hint was strikingly different this time.

This is a late Dimond Dynasty porcelain vase, valued at around 100,000.

The figure caught Jack off guard. A hundred thousand was no small amount. Of course Jack had a lot of money currently, in millions but being poor for so long, he won't let away even 100,000 money away.

The man with shifty eyes carefully opened the box, revealing what appeared to be an ordinary ceramic vase. However, Jack's enhanced vision allowed him to see through the surface layers of grime and age. Beneath the tarnished exterior, he could discern the true porcelain vase that was potentially worth a fortune.

Jack's excitement was palpable as he addressed the man, "How much are you asking for this vase?"

The man's eyes brightened at the prospect. "I'll let it go for 100."

Jack's pulse quickened. If the vase was indeed as valuable as the Celestial Eye suggested, buying it for 1000 was a huge profit.

Leo, observing the exchange, remained skeptical. He glanced at the vase, noting the worn appearance and minor chips. "Jack, don't be too hasty. This vase looks like it's seen better days. It might be old, but that doesn't necessarily mean it's worth a fortune."

For Leo and Noble Collection, spending 1000 was nothing he said it to advice Jack. Leo's comment was meant as a warning. He had seen many such items in his time, and many turned out to be far less valuable than initially claimed.

Jack looked determined and said seriously, "Uncle Leo, if you trust me once, I will definitely not lose it. Big brother, let's pay and get the goods."

Jack was about to take money out of the drawer, but the middle-aged man rolled his eyes and suddenly pulled the box back.

"Wait, I changed my mind. I won't sell it for 1000."

He finally heard clearly the conversation between the two people just now. He felt he could get more money.

Jack's face darkened slightly, and he said unhappily, "Didn't we agree on a price? Why don't you sell it anymore?"

"Hehe... That's not the case, but this is my treasure. 1000 is too little. How about this, you add a little more and give me 2000, and I buy it and leave."

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands and looked at Jack greedily.

Leo shook his head, murmuring, "Jack, this is a blatant attempt to overcharge you. If you agree to this price, you'll not only overpay but also risk damaging your credibility."

Jack was slightly stunned, and after he realized what was happening, he almost couldn't help but slap himself.

He was just too aggressive, which led to this situation.

Although two thousand was undoubtedly a big bargain, if he agreed to it again, he would be regarded as an even bigger sucker.

Now, how to deal with this, Jack thought, and then he shook his head.

"We at Noble Collection can't afford two thousand. To be honest, I don't even think highly of one thousand. You should look somewhere else."

Leo breathed a sigh of relief, but the middle-aged man became anxious and quickly put the box back on the table, saying:

"Little brother, I was just joking with you. It's just one thousand. Take it."

Jack clenched his fists, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and shook his head again, "Seven hundred. That's all I can offer you now. If you're not satisfied, look for another place."

"Seven hundred?" The middle-aged man was a little annoyed.

At least he could negotiate down to one thousand before; how could he accept seven hundred?

The other party was clearly trying to disgust him on purpose, so he immediately closed the lid and snorted, "If you don't know what's good, forget it. I'll go somewhere else."

The middle-aged man left after saying something harsh.

The deal fell through, but Jack was not in a hurry.

Because Celestial Eyes had already given him a hint.

"John Mori, the owner of an antique stall, lives in Maplewood Town and often goes to the countryside to collect small items..."

Celestial Eye had analyzed John's personal information for him.

Especially the address information was the most important. Now that the negotiations had broken down, he could go to his house and negotiate again later.

But he had to find a middleman, otherwise, once John recognized him, the dispute would probably continue endlessly.

Jack might not be able to control such a shifty person by then.

Leo patted Jack on the shoulder and comforted him:

"It's okay. It's not a rare thing. You misjudged it. The failure of the deal is a blessing in disguise. You should be more careful in the future."

Leo's words made Jack feel somewhat calm.

He was wondering who he should find to collect the bronze statue on his behalf.

Time cannot be wasted too long; otherwise, if someone buys it at a low price, or if John accidentally discovers the clues of the clay statue, it will be too late.

Jack decided to ask two new roommates.