731 Itâs My Family Heirloom, I Need to Add
When the yellow-haired man and the others heard their conversation, they were instantly scared out of their wits.
They knew very well that their lives were in the hands of Mr. Ye. They could only live if he changed his mind.
The blond had an idea and shouted, âMr. Ye, I have an antique at home. Iâm willing to give it to Mr. Ye as an apology. Please spare my life.â
His lackeys were stunned. Why didnât they think of this? But they didnât have any antiques at home.
However, they couldnât care less now. They immediately fought to speak first.
âMr. Ye, I can sell my house. Please spare my life.â
âMr. Ye, I only have one lousy life. Iâll be your slave in the futureâ¦â
âMr. Ye, I have a fourteen-year-old sisterâ¦â
âI have my grandfatherâs pensionâ¦â
Ye Feng listened to their messy conversation, but his gaze was locked on the blond. âYou have antiques in your house? What kind of antique?â
Seeing that there was hope, the blond hurriedly described it, âItâs a big vase. My grandfather said that it was passed down from his grandfather. Itâs about this big and the patterns on it are especially beautiful⦠Iâll get it for you now. Take a look for yourself.â
As he spoke, he tried to stand up. Seeing that Ye Feng did not stop him, he hurriedly ran home.
Ye Feng was not afraid that he would take the opportunity to escape. With Gao Hu and the rest around, he would not have the guts to do so.
As expected, in less than five minutes, the yellow-haired man ran back with a vase. Behind him was an old man chasing after him with his shoes.
âYou prodigal thing, thatâs our family heirloom. Where are you going to take itâ¦â
The old man was out of breath, but he still persevered.
âWhat bullsh*t family heirloom? If your grandsonâs life is gone, who are you going to pass it on to?â
The blond shouted as he ran to Ye Fengâs feet: âMr. Ye, do you think this vase can be exchanged for my life?â
Ye Feng took the vase from him and looked at it carefully.
The vase was about 50 centimeters tall, and the body of the vase was made of turquoise. The vase was painted with various auspicious patterns, and the colors were extremely bold.
He was too lazy to study it carefully and directly activated the deep scanning function.
âQing Jiaqing turquoise green land, ocean color, flower, dragon pattern, Ruyi Wandai ear cloud bottle, appraised as authentic, valuation: 29.9 millionâ¦â
Seeing this information, Ye Fengâs heart thumped wildly. This was the most valuable antique he had received today.
He suppressed the joy in his heart and quietly glanced at the yellow-haired man and the old man behind him.
The yellow-haired guy was uneasy and asked in a hurry, âMr. Ye⦠Is this vase worth anything?â
Ye Feng casually placed the bottle on the ground. âRegardless of whether it is valuable or not, this bottle doesnât seem to be yours, right?â
The yellow-haired guyâs heart sank when he saw his actions. It seemed that Mr. Ye was very dissatisfied with the vase.
Before he could speak, the old man beside him immediately pinched his ear and pulled him to the side. He turned around and glared at Ye Feng. âThis vase is mine. Return it to me.â
When the blond heard that his grandfather dared to speak to Mr. Ye like that, he was so scared that his bladder tightened. âGrandpa, do you know who this gentleman is? Heâsâ¦â
The old man had a bad temper and slapped him. âI donât care who he is. How dare he snatch my family heirloom? Iâll fight him to the death!â
The blond was so angry that he was gritting his teeth. He wanted to say something but was interrupted by Ye Feng.
âDonât worry, old sir. I will never steal your family heirloom. But I really like this vase. I wonder if you plan to sell it?â
The old man held the vase in his arms and said firmly, âThis is my family heirloom. How can it be measured by dirty money?â
Ye Feng did not say anything else. He directly bid: â100,000.â
The old manâs determined expression suddenly relaxed. âThis is my family heirloom. How can it be measured by money?â
Although he still refused, the two words âdirtyâ had disappeared. It could be seen that with more money, it was no longer so dirty.
â200,000.â
âThis is my family heirloom. You have to pay moreâ¦â
â300,000.â
âThisâ¦â
âThen forget it.â
âNo, Iâll sell it!â
The old man hurriedly placed the family heirloom at Ye Fengâs feet. He stretched out his large hand that was covered in calluses: âPay up!â
Ye Feng was at a loss because of his sudden change in attitude. âIsnât this your family heirloom?â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The old man immediately gave a self-righteous answer. âMoney can also be passed down from generation to generation!â
Ye Feng was speechless. âThatâs true. Iâll transfer the money to you now.â
The old man immediately shook his head. âI want cash.â
Ye Feng looked around. He wanted to know where there was an ATM.
Gao Hu was very perceptive and immediately gave Xu Biao a look.
Xu Biao immediately understood. He quickly went to the ATM to withdraw 300,000 yuan and handed it to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng did not stand on ceremony with them. He passed it to the old man. âCount it and see if it is correct?â
When the old man saw so much money, his eyes immediately lit up. He hurriedly snatched it and found a flat place to count the money.
The blond looked at Ye Feng worriedly. âMr. Ye, then Iâ¦â
Originally, he had planned to exchange that vase for his life. Now that it had become a fair trade, his fate was once again troubled.
Ye Feng waved at him casually, âOn account of your grandfather, Iâll let you off this time.â
The blond was overjoyed. âThank you for sparing my life, Mr. Ye!â