Starting with 80,000 Times Profit

For a moment, Lin Xiao didn't know what to say.

After graduating, he had worked at a startup, but the company closed down after only two months.

So, he thought about spending a few months livestreaming to see if he could make a career out of it.

Then, the system dropped right into his lap.

Before starting his livestream, he had imagined that one day, he would become famous.

But when that day finally came, he still felt like it wasn't real.

In just half a day, the online viewers had skyrocketed from just over 100 to 100,000.

Although it was still a far cry from the millions or even tens of millions of viewers that could make him truly viral, it was already more than most people could ever dream of.

He adjusted his breath, calmed his emotions, and waited for his racing heartbeat to settle. Then he said, "If you guys like watching treasure hunting, follow me. From today on, whenever I have time, I'll be livestreaming treasure hunts. I'll take you all around antique markets, and I'll try to find real antiques with the least amount of money possible. Of course, treasure hunting isn't limited to antiques—no more talk, let's go!"

With that, he walked into the antique market in front of him.

After walking for just a few minutes, he stopped.

About ten meters away, a young man was squatting down, holding a few Yuan Datou coins.

The stall owner explained, "These are Yuan Datou coins from the third year of the Republic of China. A few years ago, someone bought a set for a few million at an auction."

The young man responded with a nod and asked, "How much for these?"

The stall owner said, "If you really want them, I'll sell them to you for 100,000 Yuan."

"100,000?" The young man pulled out his phone, fiddled with it for a moment, and shook his head. "Too expensive. How about a lower price?"

The stall owner also shook his head. "A few days ago, someone offered 80,000 and I didn't sell. 100,000 is fair."

The implication was clear: he wasn't willing to lower the price.

The young man sighed, said nothing, and stood up to leave.

Lin Xiao saw everything from a distance and smiled without saying a word.

The viewers also noticed and asked curiously, "100,000 each? That's even more expensive than what Boss Lin found this morning?"

"Boss Lin, is this a setup?"

"Definitely, it's too obvious!"

"I'm starting to get confused."

"I can't tell anymore. It's all so confusing—real or fake, everything is a trap."

Lin Xiao smiled and said, "It does look like a setup."

At that moment, a man in his forties walked over, crouched down, and picked up the Yuan Datou coin.

After a moment of inspection, he asked the same question: "How much for this?"

The stall owner replied, "100,000."

The middle-aged man frowned, "That's too expensive, can you lower the price?"

"This is genuine, I can't lower it."

The stall owner looked indifferent.

The middle-aged man pulled out his phone, seemingly checking his balance, looking hesitant.

Finally, he said, "Wait a minute."

He stood up, looked around, and saw Lin Xiao watching nearby. He quickly walked over and whispered, "Young man, do you want to make some money?"

Lin Xiao already knew what was happening, but feigned curiosity and asked, "Make money? How?"

The middle-aged man said, "I just saw a good item—genuine Yuan Datou coins from the third year of the Republic of China. They could sell for 150,000 Yuan, but the vendor's asking price is too high. I'm short a few thousand Yuan. If you want to make some money, we can pool our money together. What do you think?"

Before Lin Xiao could respond, the viewers already knew what was going on. This was clearly a scam!

"Damn, definitely a scam!"

"Tricking the master, huh?"

"Hahaha, this guy clearly doesn't know how sharp Boss Lin's eyes are."

"Is this the way the antique market works?"

"Really scary, you can't trust anyone."

"Honestly, this guy's acting is pretty good."

"I think he should be in Beijing Film Academy's textbooks."

Lin Xiao asked curiously, "How much more do you need?"

The middle-aged man saw an opportunity and felt happy. "The vendor's asking 100,000. I only have 50,000, if you add another 50,000, we're good."

"50,000... that's a bit too much."

Lin Xiao shook his head and turned to leave.

"Hey, young man, don't rush…"

The middle-aged man tried to stop him, but Lin Xiao ignored him completely.

Seeing Lin Xiao walking away, the middle-aged man felt a little frustrated. Damn, he clearly seemed interested, so why did he leave so suddenly?

Helpless, the middle-aged man quickly walked away.

Otherwise, the act would've been too obvious.

That's how the antique market scams work—one out of a hundred times, someone falls for it, and that's enough to keep them going for a month or so.

As Lin Xiao walked, he said, "The young man earlier and the middle-aged man just now, both were scammers. In the antique market, never trust anyone. If you're not sure, don't buy. As long as you don't buy, these tricks can't harm you."

"Wow, I've learned something!"

"So, are there real antiques in the antique market?"

"Of course, Boss Lin has found real treasures twice already."

"These scammers are really despicable."

"Both sides agreed, what can you do?"

"This market is scary; three scams in one day…"

"The second one wasn't a scam."

"Boss Lin, go back to that stall and teach the vendor a lesson. I want to see you deal with that unscrupulous seller!"

"Yeah, teach him a lesson, don't let him fool people!"

"+1!"

"+2!"

"+3!"

"+10000"

"+....."

Seeing the bullet comments from the viewers, Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Alright, I'll go take a look."