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Lin Xiao scanned the QR code, made the payment, then picked up the newspapers from the ground. He grabbed another stack of newspapers from the side and stuffed them into the vase, wrapping it up in a somewhat exaggerated fashion. He stood up and walked off.

By now, the viewers were starting to catch on.

"Holy crap, he bargained 300,000 down to 300?"

"Isn't that ridiculous?"

"What was all that technical jargon? I didn't understand a single word. Can someone translate?"

"What's with the body, the foot, the glaze… what the heck is all that?"

"Wait, streamer, do you really know your antiques?"

The viewers flooded the chat with questions, but Lin Xiao didn't respond. He walked about a hundred meters, stopped, and began taking the newspapers out of the vase.

After two minutes, he had pulled out all of Guangming Daily's first edition—every single page intact.

He then walked to a nearby stall, placed the large blue-and-white porcelain vase in front of the vendor, and asked, "Hey, do you want to buy this?"

The vendor glanced at it without even moving. "Fake."

Lin Xiao smiled. "Of course, it's fake. If it were real, you wouldn't be able to afford it. Your stall doesn't have much in the way of big items; you need something like this vase to anchor it. Here's the deal: I'll sell it to you for 400."

The vendor looked around at his stall, then thought for a moment before replying, "400's a bit much, make it cheaper."

"Alright, how about 350? I'll even deliver it to you, saving you on shipping."

That was the plan. Besides, a vase that size for 350 wasn't a bad deal.

"Alright, just leave it here," the vendor agreed.

The vendor handed over the cash.

Lin Xiao took the money and left. He wasn't in a hurry to hunt for more treasures, first, he needed to sell this newspaper.

He scanned the area quickly and headed towards a shop nearby.

Meanwhile, the viewers were stunned.

"He flipped it for 350?"

"What kind of crazy move was that?"

"Damn, is it really that easy to make money?"

"Okay, it's only 50 bucks, but this move is seriously slick!"

"I'm in awe!"

"Hold up, streamer, weren't you supposed to be hunting for treasures? Buying and selling again, how does that count as treasure hunting?"

"Right? I came here to see you find treasures, not buy and resell for a profit!"

Lin Xiao chuckled. "Isn't that what I just did, found a gem?"

With that, he raised the newspaper in his hand.

The viewers were left baffled.

"What is that?"

"A newspaper?"

"Is that considered treasure hunting?"

"Streamer, are you messing with us?"

The viewers had no idea what Lin Xiao was talking about.

Lin Xiao slowed his pace. Now that he had the items, he wasn't in a rush, and explained, "The vase is fake, it was obvious from the start. But not everything here is bad, like this newspaper."

He unfolded the newspaper and asked, "Do you see what's special about it?"

The viewers squinted, carefully examining it over and over, afraid they might miss a detail.

After a long pause, no one could spot anything unusual.

"I swear, I don't see anything different!"

"Streamer, stop making us wait and just tell us!"

"Isn't this just a newspaper?"

The viewers were confused, curiosity burning in their minds.

But Lin Xiao wouldn't spill the beans. He kept them in suspense, watching their anticipation grow.

Lin Xiao finally folded the newspaper and revealed the front page. "Guangming Daily first edition, rare edition!"

He dropped that bombshell, then paused in front of a shop—Baibaoge (Treasure Pavilion)!

The name certainly had a traditional ring to it.

Outside the shop, a sign read: Antique Recycling, Appraisal, and Sales.

Recycling was enough for him.

The door was open, so Lin Xiao walked in.

The shop wasn't small—about 200 square meters—on either side were redwood display cases, each filled with various antiques.

In the center of the shop was a tea table, where a man in his forties, wearing a loose white practice uniform and cloth shoes, sat with his leg casually crossed, scrolling through short videos on his phone.

Hearing the sound of the door, he turned his head and smiled, greeting, "Welcome, feel free to look around."

With that, he went back to watching the video.

Lin Xiao walked over and asked, "Do you have any experts for appraising items?"

The man didn't look up. "We do. What do you want to appraise?"

Lin Xiao didn't answer right away but asked another question. "How much do you charge for appraisals?"

"It depends on the item. Ceramics are one price, jade another, and bronzeware a different one…"

Lin Xiao nodded. "I've got something special. Could you have an expert come over and take a look? If the price is right, I might sell it to you."

The man was puzzled. "I remember you came in empty-handed. What do you want appraised?"

He looked up at Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao placed the newspaper on the table. "This."

The man didn't speak, picking up the newspaper. He unfolded it, unfolded it, and unfolded it some more.

He thought he might have missed something and carefully turned the pages, looking it over again and again. Finally, he looked at Lin Xiao with suspicion. "Where's the item?"

Lin Xiao raised his chin. "It's the newspaper."