I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!

The one-eyed vendor's eyes lit up when he heard that. "Mr. Andrew, you really have good taste. You and Fred are my old customers. For your sake, I'll give you a two percent discount on all your expenses here."

Fred was even more depressed when he heard this. He rolled his eyes at the man. He had almost been cheated of a few million by this one-eyed man!

However, he couldn't blame anyone for this. This was how it was in this business. If he really spent money to buy a counterfeit, it was called paying a tuition fee. If he found out that something was wrong in a short time, he could negotiate with the shop owner if he wanted a refund. If the shop owner agreed, a certain amount would be deducted as a compensation for emotional damage. If the shop owner disagreed and the buyer insisted on a refund, it would be called not knowing the rules. So if he was really cheated, Fred could only blame himself for not being good enough.

Of course, fraud was an exception!

The one-eyed vendor did have some good stuff. Vivian picked up the porcelain that she had her eyes on and looked at them.

Her hand accidentally touched a wooden box. She picked up the things next to it and looked at them for a while, then put them down without a sound. Then, she picked up a few small items next to it. Finally, she pointed to the five porcelain pieces in front of her and asked casually, "How much are all these?"

The one-eyed vendor took a look and found that they were not valuable items. However, there was a small jar inside that was real. It was a 17th-century pomegranate porcelain. "Everything is 12000 Yuan in total."

Vivian casually arranged the five pieces of porcelain into two piles, pointed to two pieces of porcelain, and asked, "What about these two?"

The one-eyed vendor saw that pomegranate porcelain was among them and said, "9800 Yuan."

Vivian looked back and forth, frowning in distress. She thought for half a minute before she made up her mind and said, "Forget it. I'll just buy this pile of cheap ones. He doesn't know anything about antiques anyway, so giving it to him won't make him appreciate it."

Then, she pointed to another pile and asked again, "Can you give me another two percent discount on these 2200 Yuan?"

These few purchases only cost a little more than 1000 Yuan, but he earned 800 Yuan with tears in his eyes. The one-eyed stall owner smiled and confirmed, "No problem! It's 2156 Yuan."

Vivian took out the money from her bag and handed it over. She then pointed to the wooden box that was casually thrown aside and said, "Are you selling this box? I want to use it to store things, but there are too many things in the bag. It's not easy to find these three small items, and I'll feel bad if they hit the ground."

The one-eyed vendor glanced at it casually. "You were brought here by the old man, so I won't charge you much. The remaining 44 yuan can be considered as box money."

The one-eyed stall owner took back the money he was about to hand out and laughed in his heart. This woman was good at calligraphy and painting, but she didn't know anything about porcelain.

The mstic-colored porcelain should have been a random guess she made out of luck. However, how could the goddess of luck land on her side every time? This time, she had missed the real one!

When Vivian heard this, she reached out to grab the newspaper on the side, wrapped the porcelain pieces separately, put them in a box, and put them in her bag.

Although Fred didn't try it himself, he could tell the pomegranate porcelain and the snuff bottle was authentic. 12000 Yuan for two was not expensive, and he could make a profit. But Vivian only saw one, and he knew that his master was testing her, so he didn't say anything.

Vivian stood up and smiled at Andrew. "Old man, I'm done."

Andrew nodded and turned to leave. Fred gave Vivian a look and also turned to leave.

Vivian was sure that Andrew was testing her, but what was his purpose?

When they arrived at the courtyard, Andrew asked, "Which item do you like?"

Vivian took out the thing in the wooden box.

Fred touched his beard and felt that he could finally hold his head high.

"You still need more experience," he said with a smug smile. "You only saw this snuff bottle and missed another one just now."

Andrew was looking at Vivian with relief as she handed the wooden box to him. His mouth twitched unconsciously, and he slapped Fred's back. He said angrily, "I told you to study other things besides porcelain, but you didn't listen! Your master's face has been completely thrown away by you!"