C1 Fortuitous Encounter

"Brother Yu, Auntie has cancer."

Qin Yu put down the phone. His mind was buzzing, and he kept thinking of his cousin's words.

Cancer.

Qin Yu felt extremely sad. His father left early, and his mother had raised him by herself. Seeing that he was going to be able to enjoy life, who knew that he would get cancer!

He remembered what his cousin had said: "The doctor said that aunt is at the early stage of liver cancer. If we do the surgery and remove the lymph nodes, coupled with chemotherapy, there is a high chance of eradication. However, we don't have any experts at Jiang City Hospital.

Five hundred thousand!

He had just graduated from university and was now living on a part-time job. How could he get so much money?

The more Qin Yu thought about it, the more upset he felt. He couldn't help but sigh.

"He's crying here in the middle of the day! Didn't you see the customer had come!? Hurry up and greet him! "

A chunky middle-aged man walked out from behind Qin Yu and kept yelling.

Qin Yu quickly wiped the corner of his eyes and forced a smile, "OK, Boss Zhou."

His current job was at an antique shop called the Treasure House. He could also chat and drink some tea. Although it was not as good as the surrounding shops, because he could drink tea and chat, there were still quite a few customers coming and going.

Qin Yu walked out of the bar, walked to the customer and asked, "Sir, do you want some tea or a slap in the face?"

"Both."

He smiled towards Qin Yu and took out a palm-sized tea bowl, placing it on the table, "This is something I found during my free time. If it's real, then I'll sell it. If it's fake, then use this to fill me with tea."

Qin Yu originally came over with a teapot and was about to serve tea. However, after hearing what was said, he didn't dare to pour the tea down.

Hearing that, Boss Zhou quickly walked over from the back, picked up the tea bowl and carefully examined it.

Qin Yu took the opportunity to look down.

When he saw that the porcelain of the tea-bowl was exquisite and had a regular shape, and that the paintwork and brushstrokes of the mandarin duck and drinking were smooth and even, he knew that it was not a fake, but something from the Qing Dynasty.

As expected, Boss Zhou quickly said: "The thing is real, but your bowl has a hole in it, I can't afford it …" How about thirty thousand? "

The middle-aged man was straightforward and agreed without much negotiation. Very soon, he paid the bill and left.

Boss Zhou was very happy. He paid the bill and laughed: "This bowl is worth it. When the time comes, find 2nd Master Ma to clean it up and fill in the gap. I will have to sell it for 100,000 yuan no matter what."

When Qin Yu heard that Boss Zhou wanted to lie, he couldn't help but try to persuade him.

However, Boss Zhou could tell what Qin Yu wanted to say with a glance. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Go away, don't pull your leg."

Qin Yu wanted to persuade him, but Boss Zhou became impatient. "I don't think you're in the mood to work today. It's almost noon. Hey, I'll give you twenty. Go eat by yourself. Come back at two o'clock to look at the restaurant."

Qin Yu took the money helplessly and was pushed out of the shop by Boss Zhou.

As he walked down the street, his mind was still in a mess. He didn't think about his meal and walked for a long time in a daze.

Suddenly, he felt something beneath his feet.

Qin Yu looked down and saw a small, black sign drop to the ground, being stepped on by the passersby until cracks appeared all over it.

He bent down to pick it up and observed it for a moment. However, he was unable to find anything. He could not help but let out a bitter laugh.

I've really gone mad for money. I actually thought that this thing was an antique?

He felt that his thoughts were laughable and wanted to throw this away, but when he flung his hand away, he discovered that the black brand seemed to have stuck itself to his palm and couldn't get rid of it.

Qin Yu frowned slightly and flung it with all his might. He then felt the black plate light up slightly and then disappear into thin air.

He was stunned and thought he was hallucinating.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind him.

"F * ck, you think you can fool me with trash like you?"

Qin Yu turned around and found that he had unknowingly walked to the end of the antique street.

Jiang City's antique street was quite prosperous. Other than some storefronts like the Treasure House, there were also quite a few private booths set up to sell some worthless things.

The argument took place at the booth across the street.

A bald middle-aged man wearing silver and gold sneered at the stall owner, "Your father has been playing antiques for seven or eight years, yet you want to cheat me of my money?"

He said, and it was unknown if it was to show off, but he took out a warm, ancient bracelet, "See that? This is the real f * cking real, you can't even buy my bracelet with all these rubbish on top of it! "

With that, he intentionally cast a sidelong glance at the 60-odd old stall owner, causing him to blush with embarrassment and proudly leave.

This kind of thing happened every day. The surrounding people looked at the lively scene and then scattered without taking it too seriously.

However, Qin Yu was stunned on the spot as if he was struck by lightning.

He wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes.

When that bald middle-aged man took out the bracelet, he had clearly seen a hazy white light on the jade bracelet. It looked like a cloud as it floated up, giving off an incomparably mysterious feeling.

Qin Yu turned his head to the left and right. His gaze swept past the pedestrians and shops. Everything seemed to have returned to how it was before. The white light did not appear again.

However, when his gaze landed on the booth owner's booth, a strange scene followed.

There were copper coins, buddhist statues, and some porcelain on the stalls. Qin Yu looked over and noticed that most of the items were covered by a layer of gray fog, making them look dull.

Only one of them was the size of a palm, but it emitted a faint white light. Although it wasn't as dazzling as the bracelet on that bald middle-aged man's head, the color was still the same.

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment and then suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Could it be … This gray fog represents a fake, and the white light means that the item is real?

That's right, treasure life form, the light has appeared. It seems like my eyes were most likely affected by the black plate, causing some sort of change and allowing me to see the light of the treasure.

Qin Yu was a bit excited. There was never a lack of legends in the antique industry. After hearing so much, it was hard for him to not have expectations in this area. So when he realized that there was an abnormal person, not only did he not panic, but he was also pleasantly surprised.

Could it be that the heavens are willing to see my suffering and have the opportunity to bestow upon me?

If my guess is correct, with this ability, mother's 500,000 yuan in medical expenses can be easily collected!

This thought made Qin Yu excited, he couldn't help but glance at the only plate on the stall that emitted white light.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He squatted down and casually looked at it as he asked, "How much is this?"

The booth owner was probably infuriated by the bald man. He replied without even raising his head, "Two hundred."

Qin Yu still had two hundred and twenty yuan left in his pocket. When he heard this, he took out two old heads: "I'll take it."