The Charismatic Charlie Wade

The next day was already the weekend.

Jacob dragged Charlie out of the house and they drove to Antique Street early in the morning.

The old man looked very refreshed and energetic, and upon stepping out of the car, Jacob waved his hand at Charlie as he said, “Come! Let me show you how you can pick up a good product!”

After that, both of them started walking down Antique Street.

Charlie had to walk quickly to keep up with Jacob. Regardless, he continued to look around him as he walked along the street.

Since it was the weekend, there were a lot more people on Antique Street as compared to usual.

Antique Street was very dense on both sides of the street as there were many vendors who came out to set up their stalls during the weekend, and so, the whole street was very packed.

Many vendors simply placed a plastic sheet on the ground as they welcomed guests and customers to check out all the various kinds of antiques and jades placed on the ground.

Charlie looked around casually and realized that there were barely any genuine products in the entire market. In fact, most of the vendors here set up their stalls to trick laymen, tourists, and foreigners.

Most of the tourists who bought the antiques did not know the value of the item, and they would often be grinning as they held the imitation product in their hand, thinking they had gotten a good bargain for themselves.

“Over here!”

a simple stall, his face

Jacob quickly joined the crowd because he was afraid that he might lose out

more than a piece of oiled paper that had been spread over the ground with several dozen mud-stained antiques placed on it. There

though there was a dazzling array of items, Charlie could tell that it was all

the stall was a skinny and dark-skinned man who was dressed in a simple and casual dark blue t-shirt. His hair was very greasy and

in a low voice, “This is the wine bottle that will complete

up and turning around to face

“How much is this?”

father said that I could only sell that

price of the wine bottle. Subsequently, he quickly said to Charlie, “The owner of the stall does not even know the value of

speaking, Jacob hurriedly took some money

stopped Jacob before he smiled and said, “Dad, this thing is definitely not worth twenty thousand dollars. We

taken aback. “Then… how much do you

his hand in front of the owner.

dollars?” The boss asked as he stared

his head. “No.

of the stall stared at Charlie as though he was looking at an alien before he suddenly shouted, “Do you even know the value of antiques? This is an antique that was left behind