Duan Xuanyu was carrying the newly bought teapot, as if he were looking for someone.
Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
Found it!
Not far away.
A middle-aged woman was crying and clinging to the arm of a middle-aged man.
"Waaah, can you please not leave? We've been together for so long..."
The man shook off her hand. "No! We have to break up!"
The woman sniffed, overcome with grief.
After much agonizing thought, she finally decided to let go and set him free.
So she started dancing and singing.
"This humble woman is unworthy of your favor, sir. I have troubled you for so long; please forgive me..."
[What the heck?! How do I avoid a zero-frame start?!]
[This is so awkward! Production team, please insert a commercial break already, or at least bring in the experts! I don't even have the courage to continue watching!]
[I'm laughing so hard! I should be wandering the world, endlessly adding coffee until I'm sick of it, may God bless me with mountains of gold and silver, I bought a cold drink and started burning calories...]
[Alas! The young man laughed so hard he kept slapping his own buttocks on the bed...]
[Just say you want to reward yourself.]
The middle-aged man was still hesitating.
Seeing her jump like that, he ran away without looking back.
[Haha, lady, are you afraid your boyfriend will come back?]
[It seems like the breakup was orchestrated by you...]
Wait a minute! This woman looks like that wealthy woman from the antique circle!
This woman's surname is Mo, and she's a wealthy woman, worth trillions.
Her hobby is antiques, and she often posts on her social media pages about what she bought at auctions for hundreds of millions of dollars.
She has never married and has frequently changed boyfriends over the years.
She prefers tough guys around her age and doesn't like younger men.
So the audience was very curious: what did Duan Xuanyu want with her?
People don't like young people.
Moreover, he has a keen eye for antiques and can spot fakes at a glance, so the fake he bought couldn't be sold.
Ms. Mo also noticed the photographer and Duan Xuanyu beside her.
As a public figure, she immediately turned to face the camera.
While wiping away tears, she explained what had just happened:
"I apologize for making this a laughingstock. Yes, my boyfriend cheated on me. The other woman didn't even finish compulsory education, while I have a doctorate. He looks down on my higher education, saying that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent..."
Duan Xuanyu slowly replied, "The original saying is that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent and eloquence. If she lacks talent and learning, being able to distinguish right from wrong is also a virtue. It's better to get rid of this kind of person who doesn't bind her feet but binds her brain instead."
Ms. Mo looked at Duan Xuanyu with a discerning eye.
Because she is rich, many young and handsome men want to get close to her.
She initially thought the man was the same.
But now, upon closer inspection, his attitude was quite cold and expressionless, as if he exuded an air of superiority, clearly indicating that he had no intention of flattering her.
Ms. Mo asked, "It seems you came here specifically to see me? Is there something you need?"
Duan Xuanyu nodded, took out the small pot, and directly offered a price. "Interested? Ten million."
Ms. Mo looked at the pattern on the bottle.
She didn't even touch it before waving her hand and shaking her head. "It's obviously fake. Young man, you may be good-looking, but your character is terrible. You actually tried to scam me with something from Yiwu."
[ Tyrant Bro, you... sigh!]
[If you tried to fool a foreigner, you might succeed!]
Experts there also said, "Men like this are really unacceptable; they're not down-to-earth at all! They cheat people with counterfeit goods, and they act all confident about it."
Duan Xuanyu smashed the pot, broke off the bronze lion inlaid on it, and then carefully peeled off the porcelain shards stuck to it.
"And now?"
Ms. Mo's eyes lit up, and she immediately took it, pulling out a handheld antique appraisal mirror from her bag.
The more I watch, the more excited I get!
" Tailless Bronze Lion! It really is it! It's an antique from the reign of Emperor Xiaowu of Northern Liang!"
That's right, the real thing is missing its tail.
It was from Duan Xuanyu made when he was a child, because he was playing around.
It's estimated that the person who found this bronze lion in later generations didn't know this and thought it was a flawed piece. They even repaired the tail and inlaid it onto the pot, thus making it look like a fake.
[What! Tyrant Bro actually got a bargain?]
[ Emperor Xiaowu of Northern Liang... isn't that just him!]
[Ah, I feel so bad! Seeing others find Authentic Treasure Appraisal makes me feel like I'm losing money myself!]
The relationship experts in the live stream also started wiping away sweat.
The target my boss gave me today is to blacklist Duan Xuanyu.
I spent ages bashing him and didn't make any money... how am I supposed to keep bashing him now?
We can only hope that Ms. Mo doesn't buy it!
Ms. Mo looked conflicted. "The items are genuine... but I have a habit of not buying things from those awful emperors in history. Emperor Xiaowu of Northern Liang was no good person; he was too violent."
Duan Xuanyu sneered, "Nonsense. Emperor Xiaowu of Northern Liang was a good emperor who implemented many military and economic reforms. Stop focusing on the few relatives he killed, okay? Which emperor has a good relationship with his family?"
Ms. Mo: "There are even rumors that he killed his own child."
Duan Xuanyu: "That's impossible."
He would only have children with Su Mian, and he would never kill the continuation of their love.
He asserted, "That's all the screenwriters rewriting history. Adaptation isn't random fabrication, and dramatization isn't nonsense. The screenwriters are just too wicked."
[Look closely, the man frantically trying to whitewash Emperor Xiaowu of Northern Liang is none other than him.]
[Things have developed to this point, I no longer know if Tyrant Bro is just creating an abstract persona or if he really is an emperor from ancient times who has traveled to the present...]
[I suspect this is a form of atavism. Human DNA can continuously record information, so descendants have a chance to activate ancestral memories, sometimes even unable to distinguish themselves from their ancestors. I feel this is what it means to have those memories activated.]
[My ancestor might have been a rat, because I feel a bit sleazy myself.]
Because Duan Xuanyu remained expressionless throughout his conversations, which made him appear particularly serious and credible, Ms. Mo was actually somewhat swayed.
She held the little bronze lion, looking at it again and again, growing more and more fond of it.
Since we don't have anything from this dynasty at home, let's buy one.
Ms. Mo said, "After hearing what you said, I'm really interested, but I think ten million is too expensive."
Duan Xuanyu nodded slightly and casually replied, "Then let's make it 50% off."
[... You're way too good at haggling!]
[Speechless Bodhisattva emoji. jpg]
Ms. Mo remained silent for a long time.
I never expected someone who seemed so aloof to be so easygoing when it came to negotiating prices!
Ms. Mo helplessly, "Can't you just follow the usual procedure?"
Duan Xuanyu: "I don't quite understand this."
Ms. Mo: "You said ten million. I said ten million is too expensive, how about one million? You said, 'Good heavens, one million is impossible, at least eight million.' I said eight million won't do, three million at most. You then sweetly said to me, 'How about we compromise, five million?'"
Duan Xuanyu: "Deal."
Ms. Mo was speechless until she burst out laughing, "... Doing business with you is really not fulfilling!"
Ms. Mo decided to buy it anyway and immediately prepared to write a check.
Duan Xuanyu suddenly blurted out, "Actually, money isn't important. What I really want is what you posted online three days ago... that's very important to me."
Ms. Mo stopped writing the check, looked up at him, and asked, "How important is it?"
When he thought of that thing, his expressionless face finally softened slightly, and his eyes even softened a little. "It was a token of love I gave to the person I loved."