Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1481 - 707: This is another major income!_3

Chapter 1481: Chapter 707: This is another major income!_3

"You’re the expert, no need to fake it. My man is the best!"

"Haha, I love to hear that!"

Although Lana Brown was pregnant, she got the stall set up in just two days.

There was plenty of space available on Big Island, and since it was just a stall, there was no need for a large scale. Just get the security sorted, pick the right people to man the stalls, and set the rules.

To Lana Brown’s surprise, when they called for stall personnel, many security team members volunteered.

Of course, it couldn’t be all big fellas. It was still more convenient to have girls at the stalls selling jewelry salvaged from the sea.

Three days later, near the pier on Big Island, a colorful steel shed had gone up, filled with uniform stalls.

Many new and returning tourists on the island saw the new "landmark" building and immediately came over to take a look.

Seeing the words "Big Island Antique Bargain Area" at the entrance of the shed, they became interested right away.

Since common people had solved the problem of food and clothing, a portion of the population became wealthy, and the enthusiasm for collecting antiques started to grow on the Land of Divine Land.

Movies and treasure-hunt programs were emerging one after another, and market gossip was full of stories about someone who had found an antique piece and sold it for several hundred thousand or even a million, making a fortune. Stories from web novels also turned "treasure hunting," originally professional jargon in the antiques trade, into a new term flaunted by the common folk.

So when it came to bargain hunting, many common people actually knew what it meant.

Although from an outsider’s perspective, it’s clear that finding bargains like these isn’t likely to happen to ordinary people.

But who doesn’t have a dream of striking it rich, and who hasn’t secretly hoped to be that lucky person?

So when this bargain marketplace opened, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Among them was a man in shorts, walking a bit uncomfortably—a middle-aged man—though calling him middle-aged felt like a stretch, to say he was old didn’t quite fit either, since his hair was still black and he obviously took good care of himself.

"I told you not to come, but you insisted!" Oliver Smith complained to his daughter:

"Look, Mr. Ward just called me, saying that a new store opened in Pan Market, with a few big-ticket items... Now that I’m gone, that’s it; I’ll have no chance at them!"

"All you talk about are those antiques; I’ve had experts look at them, and hardly any are genuine!" his daughter Lily Smith retorted on a daily basis:

"If you don’t have the eye for it, stop wasting money!

You always say you want me to take you out, and now that I’m taking you out, you want to go back again. Let me tell you, don’t be a killjoy this time...

Dad, since you’re out, have a good time for a few days. I’ve been here with friends, and things aren’t expensive here. They say it’s from abroad, but it’s not much different from domestic prices, it’s not a rip-off, there’s no forced shopping... Eh? Dad, Dad! Where are you going?"

Oliver Smith’s eyes had already fallen on the big characters on that steel shed.

"They’re selling antiques at stalls here too?" He turned his head, interrupting his daughter.

"I didn’t see it last time I was here. A new project maybe?"

"Let’s go, check it out!" The complaint on Oliver Smith’s face was gone, replaced by excitement.

"Okay." Knowing her father’s mind, Lily Smith was also curious what the newly established marketplace was selling, and she followed him in.

As soon as they entered, they were dazzled, and quickly split up.

"This... this... these are all the real McCoy!" Oliver Smith’s eyes widened at the sight of the items on the stall.

Even with his limited knowledge, he could tell that everything laid out on the stall was the genuine article—all of them!

Though the items were singular, all from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, after a long look, not a single fake was found!

Compared to the stalls in Pan Market, where you’d find a genuine antique amid hundreds of fakes or even a thousand, this place was like heaven for an antique lover like him!

And the prices, they were very fair!

You could buy a beautiful piece of Sea Salvaged Porcelain for about a thousand, and a Ming and Qing Copper Coin rarely seen domestically for only about ten dollars. If you thought these were fakes, you’d be insulting your own intelligence!

Meanwhile, Lily Smith had squeezed into a stall selling classical jewelry and couldn’t move any further.

The jewelry was clearly priced, and each item was five figures at least.

But they were all undoubtedly legitimate!

The classical style, the glittering shapes of gemstones, the exquisite items laid out so casually on the stall—it was all simply wastefully extravagant!

Unlike some women next to her who were questioning the authenticity of the items, she, having been exposed to her father’s influence, had a bit of an eye for these things.

These were definitely styles of jewelry worn by European noblewomen in the late Middle Ages!

"I’ll take this necklace, this ring!" Lily Smith didn’t haggle; she immediately selected what she liked—she knew the prices were very reasonable.

If taken domestic or put up for auction, marking them up fifty percent wouldn’t be an issue!

Oliver Smith, on the other hand, was at the first stall, bargaining with the vendor.

Buying and selling antiques isn’t just about knowledge; it’s also about the buying skills. Even if you know you’ve found a hidden gem, you still haggle—that’s what a famous antique expert said.

But it didn’t seem to apply here. The stall was full of hidden gems, were you picking or buying?

Moreover, the stall owner was also stubborn; they knew their items were genuine and the prices fair, so at most, they would lower the price by ten or twenty dollars, but any lower, and they just wouldn’t sell!

Oliver Smith actually fell for this approach and cheerfully bought five items.

A Tianqi Era Coin, a fine piece of porcelain, a stamped silver ingot, a sandalwood box, and a jade pendant.

Standing up and seeing dozens more stalls ahead, Oliver Smith had only one thought:

He was really too poor!

A mouse in a rice warehouse, but with too small a stomach!

"What? Nearly ten thousand items sold out in one day?" The next day, Sean Knight heard the news and was also stunned.

This... was a bit exaggerated, wasn’t it?

He underestimated the buying power of his countrymen!

And by then, news of a marketplace on the island that only sold genuine antiques had spread in the domestic antique world.

A stone had stirred a thousand ripples!