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Lin Xiao stopped in his tracks, turned around, and walked back toward the stall where he had just been.

When the stall owner saw him approaching, he found the young man a bit familiar.

Then it hit him.

Wasn't this the young man who had almost fallen into the trap earlier?

What's going on here?

Has he really fallen for it?

In an instant, the stall owner thought of many possibilities and immediately concluded that the young man had indeed been convinced by his accomplice.

He must have believed that the Yuan Datou coins were real.

But instead of joining his accomplice to buy them, the young man probably wanted to buy them separately.

That's why, after his accomplice left, he came to his stall.

The stall owner felt a little pleased but kept his expression neutral.

Lin Xiao crouched down and quickly scanned the items.

This stall mainly sold antique coins, with the Yuan Datou being the most prominent.

He casually picked one up.

Market Price: 5 Yuan.

Recycling Price: 3 Yuan.

...

After a quick look, there wasn't a single genuine item in sight.

Just as he was about to leave, his peripheral vision caught something, and he was immediately drawn in.

This Yuan Datou—if you just looked at its appearance—seemed a bit genuine!

He casually reached out and picked up a Yuan Datou coin.

After weighing it in his hand and taking a closer look, he immediately confirmed that it was real!

Then he checked the system's evaluation.

Item: Coin.

Details: Yuan Shikai portrait on a silver coin from the third year of the Republic of China.

Material: Silver.

Year: 1914.

Condition: Old.

Quality: Fair.

Summary: A collectible item!

Market Price: 1.7 million Yuan.

Recycling Price: 1.7 million Yuan.

...

After seeing the system's evaluation, Lin Xiao's heart raced uncontrollably.

He had already roughly estimated the value of this Yuan Datou, but seeing the system's valuation made his heart race even faster.

What the hell?

Could it be that the earlier ones weren't a setup?

It shouldn't be, though—the acting of those guys was impressive, but Lin Xiao had still felt that they were fake.

But this coin? This was definitely the real deal.

He looked up at the stall owner, who was smiling at him.

Lin Xiao then glanced at the other coins on the stall and quickly pieced everything together.

The two earlier men were indeed actors.

And this coin? It was real.

But the stall owner had misjudged.

Or rather, he had no real knowledge of these coins.

That's why, even when a genuine one was right in front of him, he didn't recognize it.

He thought he was tricking people into buying fake items, but in fact, this was the real thing!

Not recognizing true treasure!

Lin Xiao restrained his excitement and casually placed the coin back down.

Even though he had identified a great find, getting it at a reasonable price wouldn't be easy.

What's more, the stall owner might not be able to identify genuine items, but it was obvious he was a shady businessman.

Any sign of interest, and he would immediately try to raise the price.

As Lin Xiao pretended to inspect the other coins, he thought about how to get a good deal—he couldn't let the owner seize the opportunity to hike up the price.

"Hm?"

Lin Xiao picked up another Yuan Datou coin, his attention immediately captured.

This one... it seemed real too!

He quickly checked the system's evaluation.

Market Price: 1.8 million Yuan.

Recycling Price: 1.9 million Yuan.

Lin Xiao's heart screamed, "Damn!"

Another genuine one!

What's going on with this stall owner?

He was starting to get confused.

The sources of antique market goods were usually limited.

Either they were sourced from rural areas or county towns, or they were counterfeit items bought online.

Of course, there were other sources too.

For example, some tomb raiders might be selling stolen goods.

Or, just like Lin Xiao bought from the old man earlier, items passed down by family.

There were only a few such channels.

He guessed that the stall owner's goods were likely sourced from rural areas or county towns.

Of course, just because they came from those places didn't mean they were valuable.

Ordinary Yuan Datou coins, even if genuine, would only be worth a few hundred Yuan.

The Yuan Datou coins at this stall varied from a few Yuan to a few hundred, with some being real and others fake.

But there were only two that were worth over a million!

Forget about the stall owner—an expert might not even recognize them.

As Lin Xiao pondered, he casually picked up another coin.

Market Price: 2.7 million Yuan.

Recycling Price: 3 million Yuan.

"Holy…" Lin Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

This was the third one!

What the hell?

And this one's recycling price was a whopping 3 million Yuan!

Suddenly, he looked at the stall owner with a look of pity.

The owner was holding a gold mountain without realizing it.

Though the owner didn't know how to tell the difference, Lin Xiao could see that the stall owner... had a shallow financial fate.

The stall owner, puzzled, thought, What kind of look is this from the young man?

Why does he seem like he's pitying me?