Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 143: You go, ask Old Sun for _1

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: You go, ask Old Sun for _1

"Glass beads?"

Bai Xiaosheng’s statement rendered the entire place silent.

Then, with a bang, it exploded into commotion.

"Wasn’t it said to be a South Red agate bracelet? How could it be glass beads?"

"Who hasn’t seen glass beads? This doesn’t look like that at all!"

"Yeah, look at that color, that texture, where does it even slightly resemble glass?"

The onlookers were pointing and discussing animatedly.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid, have you ever seen South Red agate?"

"Exactly, you’re clearly here to cause trouble!"

"Scarface, you can’t put up with this! If I were you, I wouldn’t stand for it!"

The stall owners were indignant, but the gleam in their eyes betrayed their interest in the unfolding drama.

"Bai, don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand!" Han Shuying stomped her feet in annoyance.

Whether it’s South Red agate or glass beads, the lady was about to pay; what’s it got to do with you!

The sunglass-wearing beauty and her companion hesitated.

Spending ten thousand yuan on a strand of glass beads, it’s one thing to have too much money, but the key point is that it’s uncomfortable to know you’re willingly being taken for a ride...

Scarface’s face changed color, his eyes darted with a trace of panic, then he turned fierce, pointing at Bai Xiaosheng and shouting, "What nonsense are you spouting? This is clearly top-quality South Red agate, and you won’t get away today without clarifying things, even if you offer ten thousand yuan!"

Bai Xiaosheng reached out, took back the South Red agate bracelet from Scarface’s hand, calmly showing it to the people around.

"Those who know their stuff here will tell you that as a top-quality representative of South Red agate, ’Persimmon Red’ is characterized by being red, sticky, fine, moist, and even. ’Persimmon Red’ has a warm and delicate texture; under sunlight, you will find it has an overall reddish glow tinged with yellow, leaning toward an orange-yellow hue," Bai Xiaosheng raised his voice and said.

The crowd immediately quieted down, antique-hunters always enjoyed such explanations.

Listening in, they could show off the knowledge elsewhere or apply it personally to hunt for treasures.

"But look at this so-called ’Persimmon Red,’ what color is it? It’s even slightly transparent." Bai Xiaosheng raised it high for the sunlight to shine through, "Touch it, it’s missing that moist, slippery feeling of fat; bring it close, you will find there are not even natural stone patterns. When light passes through, you can see the surface cinnabar spots floating, and such level of transparency and cinnabar spots are only found in Cherry Red agate, but the cinnabar spots in genuine Cherry Red are inside, you know why this is?"

Bai Xiaosheng’s expression was certain, his eyes full of confidence, and at that moment, he was the epitome of an antique expert.

"Why?" asked the bespectacled beauty, unable to hold back.

Her question was also the question of the surrounding onlookers.

"Because this South Red made from glass has been corroded with strong acid to infuse the color, then it’s color-fired at high temperatures and finally polished to achieve this effect," Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile, "This could be considered high-quality imitation. The market price isn’t cheap either, starting from at least five yuan per gram."

Five yuan per gram, this strand would be around one hundred grams, making it worth about five hundred.

Such high-quality imitation placed on Scarface’s kind of stall would be considered a ’stall treasure,’ given that the rest were probably not even as expensive as this...

"So I say, this is a strand of ’Persimmon Red’ glass beads!" Bai Xiaosheng concluded authoritatively.

All around, there was a moment of silence.

Those who were knowledgeable caught on immediately; those who were not were shaken by Bai Xiaosheng’s confident demeanor and his compelling analysis. Their gaze towards Bai Xiaosheng changed.

"Let us have a look!"

A few curious individuals stepped forward to examine it based on Bai Xiaosheng’s description, and they began to discuss among themselves.

"Indeed, this is a high-quality glass imitation of South Red, acid-washed."

"Right, this thing wasn’t done badly, definitely processed two to three times!"

"Usually, those who know their stuff can’t avoid being duped, but you, young man, are good!"

These people frequented the market regularly, and with them speaking out like this, other bystanders became even more convinced.

The stall owners also gathered together, whispering amongst themselves.

"This kid really knows his stuff!"

"One look and you can tell he’s from the circle!"

"Hey, Scarface really kicked a tough nut this time."

This time, no one spoke up for Scarface.

The lady in sunglasses and her female companion nodded repeatedly, completely convinced.

Han Shuying stared in amazement with her beautiful eyes wide open, sizing up Bai Xiaosheng as if she didn’t recognize him, "Strange, why didn’t I see it? This guy, he actually knows his jade stones!"

The unassuming Bai Xiaosheng gave Han Shuying quite the shock.

Scarface’s expression kept changing, his eyes filled with resentment.

He knew better than anyone where this thing came from and what its quality was; he had intended to use it as the star item of his stall, hoping to deceive someone who knows less. When it was tried on and broke, he was overjoyed.

Just as they were about to pay, a kid stuck his nose in.

"You’re talking crap, I have a certificate of authenticity from an expert, you..." Scarface, furious and frustrated, wished he could grab Bai Xiaosheng and beat him.

"Recognize this?" Bai Xiaosheng flipped his hand, revealing a card.

"What’s this crap!" Scarface snorted coldly and snatched it, but his eyes grew duller the moment he looked at it.

"Sir Ran, Sir Ran!" Scarface exclaimed in surprise.

"Sir Ran’s friend, no wonder!"

"Yeah, Sir Ran’s friend, could he be wrong!"

Many people around exclaimed in surprise, looking at Bai Xiaosheng with even more confidence.

Bai Xiaosheng remained calm.

This business card, and even the person Sun Yiran, were nothing but bluffing tools in Bai Xiaosheng’s eyes.

There was no help for it; in this circle, it’s all about fame—you may speak the truth, but you can’t make everyone fully believe you.

So, just let the fame do the talking.

"You really know how to use what you have!"

Han Shuying said in a low voice, her eyes smiling as she spoke.

"Sir Ran’s friend... I’ll take it! Look, give me three thousand, and you can leave," Scarface, handing the card back to Bai Xiaosheng, said dejectedly.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled, turning to glance at the two women.

The older one hurriedly opened her bag, which contained a thick stack of cash, easily over ten thousand. She took out some and counted, then was about to take out more.

Bai Xiaosheng reached out and took a few bills, then turned to see Scarface, staring greedily at the bag.

Bai Xiaosheng frowned, stepped in front of Scarface, and cheerfully stuffed the four or five hundred yuan into his hand.

"We don’t want the item, this money should cover the value of the two broken beads," Bai Xiaosheng said with a smile.

After all that talk, if you still want to take three thousand yuan, Bai Xiaosheng won’t agree!

"Bro, this isn’t right!" frowned Scarface, now clearly unhappy.

"I’m friends with Old Sun, and you still want more? Go find him! He’s in the jade betting district; we’re heading there soon, too. We can go together if you want!" Bai Xiaosheng said coldly.

Sir Ran, just "Old Sun" in the mouth of Bai Xiaosheng...

Who knows what Sun Yiran would think if he knew...

That guy kept taking his chances at eyeing Shuying—I’m just using him as a pawn; we’re even now.

Bai Xiaosheng muttered to himself.

Scarface wanted to say something else, but ultimately, he didn’t. Giving Bai Xiaosheng a vicious glare, he turned and left without a word.

"Let’s go," Bai Xiaosheng said to the two women, then called out to Han Shuying.

The four of them walked toward the inside of the market.

Scarface sat at his stall, his eyes filled with hatred as he watched Bai Xiaosheng go, then turned to look at the two women—

One appealing, the other wealthy.

Suddenly, Scarface stood up and hurried away.