Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 622

Chapter 622: Chapter 556: The Early Deceased First Wife in ’Son-in-law’ 19

"Half of what? So you’re talking about 1500 yuan?"

He really must be out of his mind!

Rong Yan sneered, "So I’m just walking down the street, and you bump into me on purpose and expect me to compensate you? Are you trying to scam me? Fine, let’s call the police and discuss it at the station! I’m curious to see how your fake piece worth ten yuan is going to scam me."

As soon as the man heard this, he refused to back down.

"What fake piece? I spent 3000 yuan on this! It’s from the Song Dynasty, a genuine piece from the Ding Kiln—and I found it at a bargain! Don’t think you can just get away with not paying by slandering me and claiming I’m scamming you. If I sold this, it would definitely fetch tens of thousands."

Rong Yan sneered again and then picked up the biggest shard from the pile of broken porcelain... the bottom piece.

The lettering on it was still intact.

"What are you doing?"

Rong Yan ignored the man’s shouting and looked at the small characters.

A sneer curled on her lips. "This is from the Ding Kiln of the Song Dynasty? Typically, pieces from the Song kilns feature marks and inscriptions. Although there are some here, the script is clearly incorrect. Besides, the glaze on Song Dynasty Ding ware pieces is lustrous and extremely thin, and the carvings were at the pinnacle of craftsmanship. Look at this, it’s quite rough; obviously, it’s a fake."

"You—you’re talking nonsense..." The man was frantic, refusing to admit that he had bought a fake.

"Let’s see if I’m talking nonsense. One trip to an expert for appraisal should reveal the truth. Normally, I wouldn’t get involved, but since you’re trying to scam me with your fake goods, let’s take a trip to the station. I’m going to report you for extortion."

The most ruthless intention was delivered in the calmest tone.

Seeing her like this... the man was taken aback and even a bit scared.

Actually go to the station? That would undoubtedly end badly for him—after all, he remembered that he did indeed bump into her.

"You’re saying my antique is fake? Do you really understand these things?"

Mainly it was the girl’s authoritative way of speaking, that scornful expression, which made it impossible not to believe everything she said was true.

Rong Yan: "You can go have it appraised, and come with me to the police station."

"Forget it, I wasn’t careful just now." The man didn’t want to go to the station at all. That would surely not end well for him.

He got up from the ground and thought to leave, but then something clicked, so he squatted down again... and picked up the shattered pieces from the ground.

He had spent a lot of money on them, and he truly didn’t believe he had purchased a fake.

He’d have to go into the city and have someone appraise them.

Rong Yan saw that he had stopped trying to scam her, so she didn’t bother dragging him to the police station either.

Now that there was no problem, there was no reason for her to stay.

She just walked away.

However, this man did give her an idea for making some quick money.

She understood antiques, so she could certainly seek out bargains!

In doing so... she believed she could make enough money within two months for her needs.

Plus, it was 1986 and the antique business hadn’t really taken off yet, with many rural areas still having antiques laying around.

If she was lucky, she might even find a surprising treasure!

But where to start first?

Then she had an idea, perhaps she should check out a junkyard first?

As soon as she thought of it, she went straight to the junkyard.

The junkyard of this era wasn’t as stocked as they were in the 70s.

And now, the junkyards had become privatized contract businesses, with not many valuable items; whatever was there had been quickly sold off cheaply by the bosses.

So, after looking around, Rong Yan found only some broken tables and chairs, a pile of waste newspapers, and various other odds and ends.

Feeling a bit disappointed and ready to leave, her eyes suddenly spotted several scroll tubes hidden among a pile of books—seemingly paintings.

For some reason, seeing them gave her a strange feeling.

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