A Man Like None Other

Even the most experienced antique specialists could be fooled due to the excellent quality of the imitations. As a result, it was very difficult to discern the authenticity of the items sold. One would have to rely on both skill and luck to be able to spot any treasures. Since it was Jared’s first time in a place like that, his curiosity was piqued by the smorgasbord of items on display. When they saw the look on Jared’s face, many of the stall owners smiled in glee.

To them, he was obviously a fool that could easily be cheated. “Kid, what are you looking for? I have everything here, and I guarantee they’re all authentic!” Armed with a welcoming smile, a fat stall owner pulled Jared toward his stall. Then, he whispered in Jared’s ear, “Let me tell you, everything I’m selling was excavated from the ground and is at least a thousand years old. If you buy them, you would definitely make a fortune by reselling them!”

There were more than a dozen loose items strewn across it, and all of them looked really old. In fact, some of the bronze items were even covered with rust. When he

see if there’s anything you like? I’m being forced to sell them because someone in the family is sick, and I need money for the medical bills. Or else, I wouldn’t even be doing this.” Ignoring the stall owner, Jared knelt down and picked up a piece of iron ore that was covered with rust. Then, he began to examine it in detail. Amongst the pile of inanimate objects, only the unassuming lump of

you fancy it, I’m willing to part with it for ten thousand.” The fat stall owner gave an enthusiastic description of the item when he noticed how fascinated Jared was with it. “That damn fatty is going to make

to slaughter him.” The owners from the surrounding stalls began gossiping among themselves as they

to himself. He added earnestly, “That goes without saying. My wares are the best, and I’ve never cheated anyone before. If not for a sick family member, I