If You Don’t Have This Mentality, Why Are You Even Selling?

The news quickly spread throughout the market, and both the stall owners and the treasure hunters had heard about it.

Soon someone asked, "Which stall did that person buy from?"

"Stall number 28."

"Let's go, let's see if there's any other good stuff."

Before long, stall number 28 was packed with people, with layers of onlookers inside and out.

Nearby stall owners sighed enviously, "Old Li, I really envy you."

Another one chimed in, "Old Li, you sold that piece worth over ten million for just 28,000 yuan—don't you regret it?"

Old Li laughed casually, "Regret? What's there to regret? That's how this business goes. If I could really tell the difference, I wouldn't be running a stall, would I? Even Master Zhu didn't see it. How many people could have recognized it? As long as there's money to be made, why overthink it?"

The other stall owners nodded in agreement.

If they didn't have the skill to find treasures, it was pointless to feel like they lost out.

If you're out here selling, you have to be prepared for this.

And besides, with the word getting around that he sold a real treasure, his business was bound to get better.

Just look at all these people.

His stall's items were now the most sought-after in the market.

If he could sell everything today, he'd easily make tens of thousands.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd outside shouted, "Damn, the guy who found the treasure yesterday is Boss Lin, the one who found the Yuan Datou coins!"

Immediately, the entire area went silent.

Then, the same person shouted even louder with more astonishment, "Damn, the Yongle blue-and-white plate Boss Lin found just sold! Just now! It sold for 48 million!"

The crowd, already quiet, now became completely still.

Even Old Li, who had been smiling, suddenly froze.

He felt his heart start to twist.

He kept reassuring himself: I don't care, I really don't care!

"48 million?"

"It sold in just a short while?"

"How could the price be so high?"

The once silent crowd suddenly erupted.

One by one, the people's eyes turned red with excitement.

The next moment, they surged toward Old Li's stall, desperate to get a look.

"Boss, I'll take that vase!"

"I'll take that jade Hu Chun!"

...

Lin Xiao walked out of the hotel with Xu Rushan, heading towards the market.

As they entered the antique street, both suddenly stopped.

They were surprised to see the massive crowd ahead of them.

Why so many people?

Soon, they realized what was happening.

The chatter from the crowd reached their ears.

"That Boss Lin, found a Ming Dynasty antique, sold it for almost 50 million!"

"I'm so jealous, 50 million!"

"I heard he bought it for just 28,000."

"Apparently, someone saw it before him but hesitated and didn't buy it, and now Boss Lin snagged it."

"Really? How unlucky is that?"

"The key is, that person was a professional treasure hunter, and I heard he's quite well-known."

"Stop talking, let's hurry and go to Boss Lin's stall, maybe we can find something too."

"Probably not. I heard his stall's been surrounded, and even getting in is tough."

Listening to their conversation, Lin Xiao couldn't help but be amazed.

He really hadn't expected that finding the Yongle blue-and-white plate would attract so many people.

There were some people earlier, but not nearly this many.

"Wow, so many people?"

"What a terrifying crowd…"

"They're all here because of the news about Boss Lin, right?"

"If I weren't in Jinling, I'd definitely be there!"

"Boss Lin single-handedly turned the antique market into a sensation!"

"Haha, a whole new group of novices will be paying their tuition fees."

"These people, they see Boss Lin making money, but they don't think about whether they have the skill to do the same."

Xu Rushan clicked his tongue and said, "I've never seen the market so packed before."

Lin Xiao said, "There are too many people, I'm not going in."

"Alright, I'll head back first. If you find anything good, give me a call anytime. I have plenty of clients."

"Got it."

The two of them parted ways at the market entrance.

Lin Xiao quickly turned and walked away, eager to leave—there were just too many people.

Sure, there might be good stuff inside the market, but with so many people, he feared he wouldn't be able to get out once he went in.

"Mr. Lin's not continuing to find treasures today?"

"Just found one today, isn't that a bit too little?"

"With so many people around, finding something's practically impossible."

As Lin Xiao walked, he noticed that just beside him was the Fuzimiao Flower and Bird Market.

He looked up and muttered to himself, "Flowers, birds, fish, and insects… maybe there's something to find there too?"

Thinking this, he said aloud, "Let's go in and have a look, maybe we'll find something good."