My bathroom leads to the celestial realm.

51 Please call me Xu Wan

As dusk settles, the bustling antique street gradually quiets down.

Just as Jiaxing Antique Shop was about to close, a young customer suddenly entered the store. He looked around the shop but never said what he wanted to buy.

Although Xu Jing was only in her early twenties, she had grown up in the shop and had been exposed to the business since childhood. She had a keen eye and could tell at a glance that the other party's intentions were not what they seemed, so she became secretly wary.

The shop displays handicrafts, but the real treasures are stored in the vault!

Xu Yan pretended to walk around a few times, but couldn't see anything different about the plates, bowls, cups and bottles locked in the cabinet. However, he did get a clear look at the location of the surveillance camera.

Xu Jing poured a cup of tea and asked, "Is there anything you'd like, sir?"

Xu Yan didn't touch the cup of tea. Instead, she moved her chair to block the surveillance camera with her body and said, "Please call your manager over."

Looking for the manager?

You've been watching too many short videos!

Xu Jing wanted to laugh: "What's wrong? You can tell me."

Xu Yan did not question the other party's qualifications, and calmly asked, "Do you buy antiques?"

"You have antiques to sell?" Xu Jing was not relieved at all; instead, she became even more vigilant.

Could it be something dirty?

Safety first, keep him calm!

Instead of answering, Xu Yan asked, "Can you make that decision?"

Xu Jing maintained her smile: "This is my grandfather's shop."

Xu Yan cursed under his breath, "What a rich bastard! Look at how lucky he is to be born into the right family! That's why they say being born into the right family is the starting line in life!"

With a flick of his wrist, he magically produced a porcelain bowl and placed it on the table.

Xu Jing's eyes widened in surprise to find a bowl on the table. But upon closer inspection, her expression darkened. "Sir, please don't play such a joke!"

Even if she has poor eyesight, she wouldn't mistake an everyday rice bowl for a priceless antique!

Xu Yan smiled slightly, took out the gold nugget, and gently placed it in the bowl: "Would you accept this bowl?"

Xu Jing immediately understood Xu Yan's meaning and gave him a deep look: "Wait a moment, I'll go and fetch my grandfather!"

Xu Yan gestured for him to enter, but didn't say anything.

Xu Jing made a phone call, and a moment later, an elderly man with a full head of white hair, but in good spirits, came out.

With Xu Jing's help, the old man sat down opposite Xu Yan. His gaze swept over the gold-headed dog but didn't linger, and he smiled, "Young man, is this bowl... a family heirloom?"

"Yes, it's a family heirloom!" Xu Yan replied immediately.

He originally wanted to say that he had acquired it from the countryside, but the other party's hint was very clear, so he immediately went along with it.

The old man nodded: "How much are you looking to sell it for?"

Xu Yan held up three fingers: "Three million!"

He had done his homework beforehand and didn't just offer a price randomly.

This gold nugget is slightly larger than a fist and weighs about 1.89 kilograms. With a gold content of 85%, it contains about 1.6 kilograms of pure gold. The current gold recycling price is close to 1,000 yuan, and the market price is around 1.6 million yuan.

But that's not how it works. Dog head gold is natural gold with extremely high scientific research and collection value, and its price is 2 to 5 times that of pure gold!

However, it must be monetized through auctions or similar means, which involves complicated procedures and takes a long time.

Xu Yan couldn't wait that long. Sending it directly to a jewelry store would be too much of a loss and too risky. In the end, he found inspiration from a novel he had read before.

The old man nodded again: "It's not expensive, but this business also requires costs to operate... How about this, 200 million!"

Xu Yan shook his head: "I'm sincerely selling. 300 million is really not expensive. How about this, I'll compromise and make it 290 million!"

"The store's operating costs are not low, 210 million..."

"No, no, 280 million..."

The two exchanged pleasantries and probed each other's intentions before finally reaching an agreement on 260 million. The condition was that no matter how high the price was later sold, it would be none of Xu Yan's business, and all taxes and fees involved in the transaction would be borne by the store.

Paying taxes according to the law is the legal obligation of every citizen. As a law-abiding citizen, Xu Yan would naturally not make the mistake of tax evasion. According to regulations, royalties exceeding 800 yuan must be subject to personal income tax, so the great writer Xu is quite concerned about this issue.

The old man was very satisfied; after deducting miscellaneous expenses, he expected a profit of at least one million.

Xu Yan also felt he had made a profit; it was just a piece of jade magic that he had exchanged for a gold nugget, which was no different from finding it for free.

The writer Xu felt a surge of excitement at the thought of all the jade techniques he still possessed!

Let's recover some health first. If that doesn't work, we'll do something else when we get back to the cultivation world... Pshaw, whoever goes back is a dog!

Both parties drafted and signed the contract on the spot, and the money was transferred immediately, thus completing the transaction.

Upon receiving the transfer notification, Xu Yan counted the zeros after 26 over and over again, so happy she almost felt like she could fly.

From this day forward, please call me Xu Baiwan!

However, the contract states that the store will purchase an antique porcelain bowl for 260 million yuan!

Even if someone asks about this bowl in the future, you can just say you misjudged it.

Gold nugget?

Nonsense!

After seeing Xu Yan off, the old man stroked the gold dog a few times, then suddenly said, "Call the police!"

Xu Jing was taken aback: "Grandpa?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just listen to Grandpa."

Xu Jing immediately did as the old man instructed. Before long, a group of plainclothes police officers arrived and quietly took away the dog-head gold without alerting anyone.

Before leaving, the lead officer quietly instructed, "Don't mention this to anyone. Rest assured, if we keep this item, we'll compensate you at the original price; you won't lose a single penny. If there are no problems, we might even return it to you directly."

"It's okay, whatever the outcome, we can accept it," Xu Jing said.

"If he comes again, keep him calm. No matter what he says or does, go along with him. Don't offend him."

"Why?" Xu Jing asked, puzzled.

The officer didn't answer, but simply reminded them again, "Remember what I said, this is for your own good."

After saying that, he left the shop, got into his car, and sped away.

Xu Yan was completely unaware of all this. After leaving, he immediately transferred 20,000 yuan to his parents so that they could improve their lives.

It's not that I'm unwilling to give more, but I'm afraid my parents will worry if I give them too much money.

Three seconds before my mom called right on time, her first words being a accusation: "Xu Yan, where did you get the money? Did you do something illegal?!"

Xu Yan felt both heartbroken and saddened. Parents never ask their children to be outstanding, but rather for them to live a peaceful and smooth life!

"Mom, no way! My novel's a hit! This is my royalties for this month!"

"Why so much?" Xu's mother knew her son too well. He usually only made two or three thousand. How could it suddenly jump to twenty thousand?

"It's not just the royalties, but also the tips from big shots. It's only this much in total..." Xu Yan tried his best to calm his mother down, but she refused to accept the money no matter what.

Xu's mother only reluctantly agreed when Xu Yan said he was saving up to get married.

His father didn't say anything, but just told him to take care of his health, eat well, and not to neglect himself.

Typical Chinese parents.

Xu Yan returned all the borrowed money, and in the process, he received several caring greetings.

Since it was still early, I stopped by a hardware store and bought a multimeter and some electronic components. I hummed a song all the way back to my rented room.