My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Young brother, haha, young brother.” Thinking of this, the middle-aged man quickly entered the room, came to Ye Guichen, and bowed deeply to him: ”Young brother, so you know Mr. Zhou, why didn’t you say so earlier? The item I sold you before, that was my mistake, haha, just kidding. Here’s your money back, please return the item to me.”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man, with an embarrassed face, smiled at Zhou Huairen: ”Mr. Zhou, it’s a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding.”

Zhou Huairen frowned and looked at Ye Guichen: ”What’s this, Mr. Ye, someone dared to deceive you on this street?”

Ye Guichen had already noticed the middle-aged man following him. Seeing him jump out now, it was clear he was afraid of Zhou Huairen.

However, Ye Guichen didn’t mind and instead asked, ”Didn’t you just say you would compensate me tenfold for a fake?”

”Haha, young brother, that was for others to hear. The fake was just the price of the item itself. Your cigarette butt is worth only five yuan. If an expert identifies it, I’ll compensate fifty yuan, that’s all.” The middle-aged man laughed awkwardly, his face full of embarrassment.

Ye Guichen suddenly understood: ”Oh, so that’s the calculation.”

The middle-aged man was extremely nervous: ”Young brother, I really didn’t know you knew Mr. Zhou. Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare deceive you even if I had eight lives.”

Zhou Huairen had also picked up on the nuances, his face darkened: ”You don’t want to stay in business, daring to deceive my Mr. Ye.”

Ye Guichen waved his hand: ”Mr. Zhou, it’s really nothing.”

”Nothing?” Zhou Huairen frowned, puzzled.

Ye Guichen simply handed the ring to Zhou Huairen and smiled: ”Take a look at this. Whether it’s real or fake, who can tell?”

Zhou Huairen, looking even more perplexed, glared at the middle-aged man, then quickly picked up a magnifying glass and began examining the ring.

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat off his forehead.

He didn’t understand what Ye Guichen was up to, but he didn’t dare to make a sound now.

After a while, Zhou Huairen suddenly exclaimed: ”This is a ring once worn by Wu Mei Niang!”

”What?” The middle-aged man was stunned, then smiled apologetically: ”Mr. Zhou, you must be joking.”

”Joking? This is definitely a ring worn by Wu Mei Niang. Although she became the Empress, many wanted to kill her, so she had this ring made, filled with deadly poison, to save her life at a critical moment.”

As he spoke, Zhou Huairen carefully opened the diamond on the ring and pointed to a nearly microscopic area: ”Look here, there’s a character ’Wu’ as small as an ant’s claw. It’s said the most famous craftsman of the time spent a month carving this. Also, this ring is made of natural meteorite. Its current market value would be over a billion.”

”Over a billion...” The middle-aged man gasped.

His body trembled slightly, regretting deeply.

He had no doubt in Zhou Huairen’s words, as Zhou’s words were like an imperial decree on this street.

If Zhou said it was Wu Mei Niang’s, then it definitely was.

He cried, facing Ye Guichen: ”Brother, can we negotiate? I’ll give you back the five hundred yuan, plus fifty thousand, and you return the ring and pipe to me, how about that?”

”Pfft!” Ye Guichen couldn’t help but laugh out loud: ”What do you think?”

The middle-aged man shook his head, almost in tears: ”I don’t think it’s possible.”

”Then stop talking nonsense and get out!” Zhou Huairen shouted angrily. The middle-aged man dared not stay any longer, almost staggering out, muttering repeatedly: ”I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong!”

The middle-aged man was still a bit dazed.

Who the hell knew that broken ring was so valuable.

Just as he walked out of Wannian Chang, he bumped into someone’s chest.

He looked up blankly to see a man dressed as a Taoist, looking up at the sign of Wannian Chang.

”Hey, smelly Taoist, watch where you’re going!” The middle-aged man scolded irritably.

The Taoist glared at the middle-aged man upon hearing this.

Just that glare made the middle-aged man shiver instinctively, feeling uneasy all over.

”What bad luck!” The middle-aged man didn’t dare say more, mumbling as he quickly ran off.

The Taoist ignored the middle-aged man and strode into Wannian Chang.

The clerk hurried to greet him, but before he could speak, the Taoist had already taken out something resembling a compass: ”Appraise it. If the price is right, I’ll sell it here.”

The clerk swallowed his words, glanced at the compass in the Taoist’s hand but couldn’t make sense of it.

However, Zhou Huairen, who was chatting with Ye Guichen, was drawn to the Taoist.

”Let me see it.” Zhou Huairen returned the ring to Ye Guichen, smiled apologetically at him, and approached the Taoist: ”Heavenly Master, are you here to sell something?”

The Taoist looked at Zhou Huairen, nodded slightly, and handed over the compass.

Zhou Huairen took it, leaned down, and examined it carefully.

Initially, there was nothing unusual. But upon closer look, Zhou Huairen’s pupils instantly dilated, and he soon became somewhat dazed.

However, no one noticed this.

”Boss, how is this item?” The Taoist asked with a smile.

Zhou Huairen nodded: ”Priceless, absolutely priceless.”

Then, he straightened up and respectfully said to the Taoist: ”Heavenly Master, please follow me inside.”

The Taoist nodded slightly and followed Zhou Huairen inside.

Throughout the process, Zhou Huairen didn’t look at Ye Guichen again.

However, Ye Guichen felt something was off.

Zhou Huairen called him brother, and no matter how precious something was, he wouldn’t have ignored him.

But just as Ye Guichen intended to follow and take a look, the inner room door suddenly closed.

Ye Guichen frowned, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Inside the room, after the door closed, Zhou Huairen returned the compass to the Taoist with a mechanical tone: ”Heavenly Master, how can I assist you?”

”I want the oldest copper coins you have here, the older the better.” The Taoist seemed quite satisfied with Zhou Huairen’s behavior, making no concessions as he spoke.

”Please wait a moment, Heavenly Master.” Zhou Huairen turned, walked to a sandalwood box, and opened it.

Inside were numerous copper coins from various dynasties.

Zhou Huairen picked and chose, selecting over a dozen coins, and offered them to the Taoist with both hands: ”Heavenly Master.”

The Taoist took them, glanced at the copper coins, and said: ”Not bad.”

Then, he took out the compass again and slightly turned a screw at the bottom. After that, he turned around, opened the door, and left.

After the Taoist left, Ye Guichen quickly stepped into the inner room, just about to ask questions when Zhou Huairen suddenly sat down, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and looked at Ye Guichen in a daze.

”Mr. Ye, what happened to me just now?”