Concubine to conquer the world

Chapter 825 Not a Fake
The clay pot was covered with a thick layer of dust, Xia Jianzhao took out his handkerchief and gently wiped off the dust.

From time to time, the shopkeeper poked his eyes out from behind the counter and looked at Xia Jianzhao silently, wanting to see which priceless treasure she would be looking for.

And when he saw Xia Jianzhao holding that clay pot as a treasure, the shopkeeper grinned silently.

That jug is nothing more than a fake he's stacked on the bottom shelf.
Rich people just don't have good eyesight, and the shopkeeper has already made a wishful calculation in his heart, that fake can take the opportunity to sell it as the real one and sell it to make a fortune.

Nan Xun frowned and stared at Xia Jianzhao. She didn't pick what was on the shelf, but found a gray jar among the sundries. He couldn't understand her aesthetics.
He just looked at her silently and didn't say anything.

As for antiques, he was an outsider and had no right to speak, so he could just do as she pleased.

"Shopkeeper, how much is this?" After wiping the clay pot clean, Xia Jianzhao took it to the counter and asked with a sullen expression on his face.

Seeing the face of the shopkeeper, she couldn't help wanting to slap him, but for the sake of the clay pot, she endured it.

The shopkeeper stood up with a smiling face and said, "It's the first time you visit the shop, so I'll give you a discount."

The shopkeeper stretched out five fingers and shook them.

Xia Jianzhao suddenly became furious: "5000 taels? Why don't you grab it?! You still want 5000 taels for such a crap?!"

While talking, she slapped the counter loudly.

The shopkeeper quickly explained: "The girl misunderstood, it is 500 taels."

Xia Jianzhao looked over with a cold face: "300 taels, I won't buy any more."

Shopkeeper: "500 taels."

Xia Jianzhao: "300 taels."

Shopkeeper: "500 taels cannot be less."

Xia Jianzhao: "I won't buy it."

After saying that, she was about to turn around and go out, when the shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Deal! 300 taels!"

The shopkeeper put the clay pot into a box and handed it to Xia Jianzhao respectfully.

After paying the money, Nan Xun took Xia Jianzhao's hand and left the shop.

The shopkeeper of the antique shop looked at the direction where the two left at the door, and looked at the 300 taels silver note in his hand, his mouth was full of joy.

The clay pot has been placed in the corner of the shelf and no one cares about it. He has long wanted to take it out as garbage and throw it away.

It's just a fake, not worth ten pennies, but today it sold for 300 taels, which is a huge profit, so if rich people with no eyesight come in more, all the fakes can be disposed of.

He shouted at the backs of the young couple at the top of his voice, "Come back next time, both of you!"

Coming out of the antique shop, Nan Xun looked at the box in his hand and frowned and asked, "Is this thing really worth 300 taels?"

Xia Jianzhao turned around and nodded with a smile on his face: "It's worth it."

Nan Xun didn't take it seriously: "Didn't you see that the shopkeeper's mouth was crooked when he gave the bank note just now? Obviously, he picked up a big bargain."

Xia Jianzhao laughed cheerfully, her bright eyes were shining brightly.

"Your Highness, even though the snobby shopkeeper is an expert in the antique business, experts sometimes go astray."

"This gray pottery pot is a cultural relic of the Han Dynasty, which is invaluable, but he regarded it as a fake. Now he must think that selling a fake to me made him a lot of money. He couldn't be happier. If he knew it was not a fake, he would definitely Will vomit blood and die."

Xia Jianzhao looked very confident.

(End of this chapter)