Chen Mo smiled and replied, "There's a reason for that."
"What reason?" Lin Wan'er asked, determined to get to the bottom of it.
Chen Mo, with no other choice, held up the pumpkin-shaped pot in his hand. "I got this from that unscrupulous merchant, so paying him twenty million isn't a loss."
Lin Wan'er looked at the item in Chen Mo's hand and furrowed her delicate brows. "Isn't this just a Zisha teapot? How much is it worth?"
Chen Mo shook his head. "I don't know."
Lin Wan'er almost stumbled and fell to the ground, looking at Chen Mo with disbelief. "You don't even know how much this is worth?"
Chen Mo gave an awkward smile.
Lin Wan'er was speechless. "I've never met such a prodigal spendthrift as you!"
"Forget it, I'll just consider it my bad luck. I'm sure I'll get an earful when I get back," Lin Wan'er thought, feeling a sense of gloom.
"Miss Lin, what are you doing here?" Chen Mo asked, changing the subject.
"My grandfather's birthday is coming up soon, and my father asked me to pick out a gift for him. But I didn't expect to encounter something like this. I didn't get the item, and I spent all the money," Lin Wan'er said, preparing to turn and leave.
However, Chen Mo stopped her. "But you haven't bought anything yet, have you? Where are you going?"
Lin Wan'er replied helplessly, "Of course, I'm going home. My father only gave me ten million, and the rest is money I've saved up over the years. Now, it's all gone."
Chen Mo listened, thought for a moment, and then handed the pumpkin-shaped pot to Lin Wan'er. "Take this. Give it to your grandfather; he'll surely like it."
Lin Wan'er couldn't help but roll her eyes at Chen Mo.
The last time her father gave her a high-quality replica of a painting by Tang Yin from the Qing Dynasty, she was ridiculed by other elders in the family for a whole year. If she took this pumpkin-shaped pot back, she would surely be laughed at by others in the family for another year!
"Don't disbelieve me. This thing is really valuable; it's at least as valuable as your twenty million," Chen Mo said with certainty.
"Really?" Lin Wan'er was still half-skeptical.
Chen Mo replied confidently, "Of course, it's true. Don't doubt me."
Lin Wan'er could only reluctantly accept it. After all, she had spent all twenty million and it was unrealistic to buy anything else now.
However, Lin Wan'er still waved her small fist. "I'm warning you, if you dare to lie to me and I get scolded when I go back, I will absolutely not let you off."
Chen Mo didn't take Lin Wan'er's threat to heart at all.
After all, he had great faith in his ancestor.
Just then, Chen Mo suddenly stopped.
Lin Wan'er and Wu Zongcheng also stopped. Lin Wan'er frowned slightly. "What's wrong?"
Chen Mo looked back behind him, then shook his head. "Nothing. Let's go check out this shop."
With that, Chen Mo led Lin Wan'er and the others into another shop.
What greeted their eyes was a pile of bronze ware, which immediately made Chen Mo's eyes light up.
"Gentlemen, ladies, what can I help you with?" a man quickly stepped forward and asked politely.
However, before Chen Mo could say anything, the man suddenly noticed the pumpkin-shaped pot in Lin Wan'er's hand.
In an instant, the man's eyes widened.
"Miss, could you lend me a look at the pumpkin-shaped pot in your hand?" the man asked.
Lin Wan'er shook her head. After what had just happened, she didn't dare to trust anyone in the black market.
Seeing Lin Wan'er's action, the man gave a wry smile. "Heh heh, it was my presumption."
Although the man said that, his gaze kept drifting to the pumpkin-shaped pot in Lin Wan'er's hand.
Lin Wan'er seemed to notice the man's gaze.
She couldn't help but ask, "Boss, do you recognize this item?"
"Of course, I recognize it."
"Then how much is this item worth?" Lin Wan'er asked again.
The man looked at Lin Wan'er and smiled. "If this pumpkin-shaped pot is genuine, then it is naturally a priceless treasure. Just looking at it for a moment, I can't tell what it is, and I wouldn't dare to make a judgment."
Hearing this, Lin Wan'er had to give up. She had hoped to get some information from him.
The man then turned to Chen Mo. "May I ask what Mr. is looking for?"
Chen Mo asked, "Do you have any bronze ding vessels here? Ones that are quite old."
The man looked somewhat surprised and glanced at Chen Mo. "Does Mr. really want to buy a bronze ding?"
Chen Mo nodded. "Of course, I do."
"Very well, please follow me." With that, the man led Chen Mo and the other two into a room.
Inside the room, there was another hidden door. When it was pushed open, it revealed a warehouse.
The man smiled. "Of course, one must be careful, as these items cannot be traded."
Chen Mo understood and followed the man into the warehouse.
Upon entering the warehouse, Chen Mo was also startled by the sight before him.
Because it was completely filled with bronze ware.
"These are the bronze ding vessels here, all unearthed items, guaranteed to be authentic," the man introduced to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo quickly asked in his mind, "Ancestor, are these bronze wares real?"
"They are real," the ancestor replied.
However, the ancestor also exclaimed, "How many people's ancestral graves did this guy dig up to collect so many bronze wares?"
"Ancestor, what do you think of this ding vessel in front of me?" Chen Mo asked, looking at a square ding in front of him.
The ancestor observed the patterns on the square ding.
He nodded. "This square ding has clear patterns and is most suitable as the eye of a formation."
Hearing the ancestor's words, a look of joy appeared on Chen Mo's face.
Because he knew that he had finally gathered all the items needed for the Spirit Gathering Formation.
"Good, I'll take this one. How much?" Chen Mo pointed at the square ding in front of him.
The man held up one finger.
"Ten million?" Chen Mo asked.
The man shook his head. "One hundred million."
"What? One hundred million!" Lin Wan'er's eyes widened.
"Sir, young lady, you two may not know, but the collectible value of this type of bronze ding is very high. The price abroad has always been like this, and this is a bronze ding used for sacrifices in the Western Han Dynasty, with extraordinary significance."
Hearing the man's words, Lin Wan'er didn't believe him at all.
Just as Lin Wan'er was about to say something else, Chen Mo suddenly nodded in agreement. "Alright, one hundred million it is."
With that, Chen Mo directly took out a check and handed it to the man.
The man was clearly a little surprised. He hadn't expected Chen Mo to pay so readily.
After paying, Chen Mo asked Wu Zongcheng to find a car to have the bronze ware sent back to Longhua City.
Chen Mo and Lin Wan'er continued to wander around the black market.
Watching Chen Mo and Lin Wan'er's retreating figures, a sly look flashed in the eyes of the man from before.
He instructed a young man beside him, "Go, send someone to follow them. When they reach a deserted place, snatch the pumpkin-shaped pot from the woman's hand!"