Daily Intelligence System: Financial Independence-Chapter 152 - 119: The 80,000-Yuan Blue and White Bowl and the Nephew Who Became a Man!

Chapter 152: Chapter 119: The 80,000-Yuan Blue and White Bowl and the Nephew Who Became a Man!

Jiang Shaojie, who was playing with his phone inside the house, came out when he heard the commotion in the yard.

"Are you home alone today?"

Jiang Tao looked around and noticed that his big brother’s electric bike and his sister-in-law’s food cart were both gone. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Even his nephew Jiang Shijie’s mountain bike wasn’t there.

"Yeah, my dad went to work, my mom went to sell breakfast, and my brother went to a classmate’s house last night and hasn’t come back."

Jiang Tao chuckled after hearing this, playing with classmates until you’re in bed, huh!

After a bit of small talk, Jiang Tao’s gaze shifted to the blue and white bowl placed casually under the balcony.

Sure enough, in Jiang Tao’s view, the bowl was glowing with a dark golden hue.

Apparently, it was the blue and white bowl mentioned in the information as being worth 80,000.

Jiang Tao walked over briskly, squatted down, and picked up the bowl from the ground.

"Uncle, do you need a bowl? I can get you a clean one!"

"That one’s too dirty! You should just throw it away!"

Jiang Shaojie wondered what his uncle wanted to do with a bowl.

Then he ran to the kitchen and brought out a clean bowl, offering it with enthusiasm:

"Uncle, use this one, it’s clean."

Jiang Tao looked at his nephew, jokingly scolding, "What do you know, kid? I think this bowl looks like an antique."

"Huh? An antique? No way! I just picked it up randomly from the field when I was out playing with friends."

Jiang Shaojie was incredulous at his uncle’s words.

If it really were an antique, wouldn’t it be worth a lot?

"I’m not sure, but I have a friend who specializes in this. Shaojie, go get me a damp cloth, and I’ll clean it up properly first."

"Okay, Uncle!"

Hearing that the bowl he picked up could be an antique, Jiang Shaojie’s enthusiasm was immediately aroused, and he ran even faster than a rabbit.

"Here you go, Uncle!"

After taking the damp cloth from his nephew, Jiang Tao wiped the blue and white bowl thoroughly.

He rubbed off the dirt on it, revealing its true appearance.

The rim of the bowl was about 10 centimeters wide, white inside, with a blue and white pattern on the exterior.

Even without knowing antiques, one could tell this bowl had some age to it.

However, every household in the village had a few old bowls, and no one thought of them as antiques.

If it weren’t for Brother Tongzi’s tip, this bowl might have accidentally been broken and thrown into the village trash bin at some point.

After cleaning the bowl, Jiang Tao took out his phone and found Zhang Bo’s number on WeChat to call him.

Beep beep beep—

The call was answered after just a few rings, and Zhang Bo’s image appeared on the phone screen.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, still back home? When are you coming back to Beijing? Let’s grab a meal."

Seeing Jiang Tao still in his rural hometown, Zhang Bo smiled and asked.

The natural bezoar Jiang Tao sold him had already been sold off by his father for 1.9 million.

In a matter of days, they made 170,000 in resale; it was quite the lucky start to the year.

The father and son’s regard for Jiang Tao as a client had significantly increased as well.

"I’ll head back in a few days. Zhang Bo, help me appraise how much this bowl is worth."

Jiang Tao didn’t waste time with Zhang Bo, immediately pointing the phone camera at the freshly cleaned blue and white bowl.

Beside him, Jiang Shaojie perked his ears up, nervously awaiting Zhang Bo’s assessment.

"Let me see..."

"Judging by the condition and style, it’s probably a bowl from the Xianfeng era."

"Brother Jiang, could you turn the bowl for me to see it entirely?"

"What a pity, it’s from a civilian kiln. If it were from an official kiln, this bowl could be worth millions."

"The condition is pretty decent. I estimate it to be worth a bit over 80,000."

Upon hearing Zhang Bo’s valuation over the phone, Jiang Tao had to admit, Pan Garden’s Little Listening Spring was indeed reputable.

Zhang Bo’s estimated value was similar to that of Brother Tongzi’s.

"80,000!"

Jiang Shaojie’s eyes almost popped out on hearing Zhang Bo’s valuation.

A random old bowl he’d picked up turned out to be worth so much!

Did he just randomly pick up a bowl worth 80,000 outside?

Jiang Tao asked Zhang Bo, "Does your family buy it?"

"Yes, of course! Brother Jiang, just bring the bowl over when you have time, and we can discuss it in detail when we meet."

"Alright, I’ll look for you once I return to Beijing."

"Sure thing! We’ll be waiting for you, Brother Jiang. Make sure the bowl stays safe and unharmed; damage could affect the price."

"Okay, thanks for the reminder. Let’s chat when we meet."

"Goodbye, Brother Jiang."

After discussing business, Jiang Tao casually hung up the call with Zhang Bo.

"Uncle, is this bowl really worth 80,000?"

Even though he heard it clearly, Jiang Shaojie still couldn’t quite believe it, feeling as if he were dreaming.

80,000 was a considerable sum for an ordinary, even somewhat impoverished, family like Shaojie’s!

Jiang Tao laughed, "Isn’t it still genuine? The friend you just spoke to is an expert in such things. So, where did you pick this up? Any more of them?"

"No, just this one."

A regretful expression spread across Jiang Shaojie’s face. If only he could have picked a few more bowls, then his family would have struck it rich!

Jiang Tao examined the blue and white bowl again before saying:

"Don’t spread this around when you go out. I’ll take the bowl home, and I’ll call your dad later to discuss this matter properly with him tonight."

"Okay, Uncle, you take it."

Jiang Shaojie knew his uncle wouldn’t be greedy for such a small fortune from their family and had nothing to worry about.

Jiang Tao said, "Find me some old clothes and a box to pack the bowl first."

"Okay, Uncle! I’ll get them!"

With a nod, Jiang Shaojie ran back into the main house again.

He soon returned with an autumn shirt and a shoebox.

First, Jiang Tao wrapped the blue and white bowl securely in the autumn shirt, then placed it into the shoebox, making it fit nicely.

After all, it was something worth over 80,000, and it was fragile. Proper packaging was indeed necessary.