Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 2088: A Fruitless Trip
The Treasure Appraiser opened the bundle and saw it was a dazzlingly colorful bottle. The hues were strikingly beautiful, making his eyes light up. He hurriedly picked up a magnifying glass and examined the bottle repeatedly, his expression growing more and more surprised.
The Treasure Appraiser was silent for a long time, until the Weirdo grew impatient: "What’s the matter? Is this worthless junk worth anything or not?"
The Treasure Appraiser put down the magnifying glass and asked the Weirdo, "Master, where did you get this bottle?"
"Found it."
"Really? Where did you find it?"
"I just want you to appraise it to see how much it’s worth, why so much idle chatter?" The Weirdo grew impatient.
The Weirdo may have lacked hands and feet, but he had very well-defined features, likely a handsome man in his youth, though what later events led him to this state was unknown.
Xuexue’s beautiful eyes were fixed on that bottle, and she whispered to Long Rui, "Look at that bottle, doesn’t it resemble the one the Emperor posted a reward for?"
Long Rui nodded and said softly, "Wife, you’re right, this one is indeed the Pink Engraved Porcelain Vase of the Emperor."
It seems the person who stole treasures from the Imperial Palace was this Weirdo, though it’s unclear what kind of enmity he held with the Emperor. That day, at the fourth prince’s mansion, Xuexue clearly sensed a towering hatred from the Weirdo towards the Royal Family.
The Treasure Appraiser glanced up at the Shopkeeper before saying, "Master, it’s not convenient for us to speak here. Could we talk elsewhere?"
The Weirdo nonchalantly said, "No need, just speak here. The Master has nothing to hide."
The Treasure Appraiser hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, then I’ll speak frankly."
Weirdo: "Go ahead, go ahead, nothing is a big deal."
The Treasure Appraiser: "This bottle of yours is a treasure of incredible value. In all my years of appraising, it’s the first time I’ve seen something so precious."
Upon hearing this, the Shopkeeper was also deeply shocked. He quickly moved to the table, picked up the magnifying glass, and looked back and forth at the bottle. The expression on his face grew more and more astonished, and he murmured to himself, "A treasure, truly a treasure."
The Weirdo remained indifferent: "Who cares if it’s a treasure? I’m only interested in what it’s worth."
The Treasure Appraiser hurried nodded and said, "Master, this bottle of yours is worth a fortune, worth a lot of money."
The Shopkeeper also said, "We’re hosting an upcoming auction; Master, this treasure of yours absolutely qualifies to participate. You could auction it for a lot of money; would you like to join?"
The Weirdo looked dubious: "You guys are so kind-hearted, what’s your motive?"
Shopkeeper: "Of course, we have conditions. The 10% of the revenue from the auction of your treasure will be our commission. What do you think...?"
The fact that there were conditions put the Weirdo at ease. Having conditions meant he didn’t have to worry about getting conned.
The Weirdo: "Hmm, alright, I’ll think about it."
The Shopkeeper seemed worried that the Weirdo wouldn’t participate, so he took a card out of his pocket and said, "Master, this is our VIP card. Just holding this card will guarantee you special reception at the auction."
The material of the card was quite unusual, looking gleaming with gold. The Weirdo bit into it, leaving a dent—it turned out the card was made of gold.
The Weirdo laughed: "Knowing well enough I have no hands or feet and yet you give me this thing, what if I chew it broken, will you acknowledge it? If you don’t let the Master in, would he have traveled in vain?"
