Doctor, are you here to have breakfast too Please sit down quickly!" Just as Xiao Yu arrived at the food stall with his family, a voice rang out amidst the crowd.Xiao Yu turned around and saw that it...Chapter 28 Transaction (3)

"Then let's make it 14 million! Uncle Cai is an expert; you decide. Brother Xiao, shall we draw up a transfer agreement I'll write you a check right away. What do you think"

Song Hushan's gentle and generous voice came through. Most of his collections were various kinds of wooden items. From the antique rosewood furniture in his entire house that was over a hundred years old, one could tell what his interests were. Therefore, he had a good understanding of the value of such wooden objects. Xiao Yu’s wooden box, made from nanmu wood, was worth around 1 million yuan; the carving work from the early Ming dynasty was also valued at over 1 million yuan. However, when combined, it wasn't as simple as adding one plus one, often being several times or even tenfold more valuable. The price set by Uncle Cai might be a bit low if placed in an auction house, but after excluding publicity and auction fees, the difference wouldn't be significant. Therefore, private transfers were quite common now, allowing both parties to save some considerable expenses.

Song Hushan got into the field of collecting due to his grandfather's influence. Song Hushan’s grandfather came from a scholarly family where several ancestors had become jinshi (imperial scholars). As such, he had been very interested in these things since childhood. Unfortunately, when war broke out, the old man resolutely left home to join the military and eventually rose to the rank of general. After liberation, he took off his uniform to participate in socialist construction and retired later on, returning to the antique collecting field. Song Hushan grew up with his grandfather and was influenced by him to develop a love for collecting.

In just a few days, it would be his grandfather's hundredth birthday, and he had been looking for a unique gift to give his grandfather but couldn't find anything suitable until two days ago. After Uncle Cai returned from the deep sea, Song Hushan called him to see if he had encountered any unique treasures there. Uncle Cai mentioned this wooden box, which immediately caught Song Hushan's interest, especially since his grandfather was also very fond of collecting wood products and used to be obsessed with them in his youth; even studying carpentry to research ancient woodworking techniques.

Song Hushan made a phone call, and within 15 minutes, a man who looked like an executive arrived with two printed agreements. Song Hushan glanced at them before passing them to Xiao Yu. Unlike Song Hushan, Xiao Yu did not casually glance but carefully read the agreement. The document was quite simple, containing only some notes on precautions and details of the items being transferred along with the amount. Both parties signing off would conclude the matter.

Moreover, in the antique business, there is no such thing as settling accounts later; everything is settled on the spot. If you buy a fake item, it's simply because your eye for antiques is lacking, and has nothing to do with the seller.

Xiao Yu carefully read through all the clauses and found nothing problematic. He then filled in the name of the wooden box and the amount of the transfer on the blank spaces. After signing his name on both agreements, he handed them back to Song Hushan. Eagerly waiting, Song Hushan had been working hard for several months to prepare a birthday gift for his grandfather but had not found anything satisfactory. The birthday was fast approaching, and he was about to settle for something less impressive when he encountered the wooden box. Thus, after receiving the agreements from Xiao Yu, he quickly signed his name as well. A secretary then handed over a check, which Song Hushan swiftly passed on to Xiao Yu with a few swift strokes.

Xiao Yu took the check without so much as glancing at it and stuffed it into his backpack as if it were just a hundred RMB note rather than one worth millions.

Zhou Ruoying, seeing Xiao Yu's demeanor, her eyes shone with unusual brilliance. She could not help but think highly of him again, musing to herself, "He is indeed my brother!"

Without Xiao Yu knowing it, he had gained another sister in Zhou Ruoying, testifying to the power and influence she wielded.

The teacher Cai and the secretary saw Xiao Yu's actions and their eyes flickered with a hint of surprise. They would not find it strange for someone worth billions to act this way upon receiving a million-dollar check, but knowing that Xiao Yu earned only three thousand yuan per month according to what Teacher Cai knew, such indifference towards millions was virtually unheard-of today. This further reinforced the teacher's belief that Xiao Yu was no ordinary person.

"Brother Xiao, it's better for you to take a good look at it!" Song Hushan noticed that Xiao Yu didn't even glance at the check and directly put it in his bag. He kindly reminded him.

"It's okay, I trust Brother Song!" Xiao Yu said with a faint smile. In his heart, he thought there was nothing to see anyway; he couldn't distinguish its authenticity either way. Besides, as a Heavenly Master, if anyone dared to deceive him, he wouldn't mind giving them a lesson and letting them know that it's not easy to fool a Heavenly Master.

"Haha, great! I accept you as my brother!" Upon hearing Xiao Yu’s words, Song Hushan burst into laughter and slammed the table before standing up to say so.

For these officials' sons like Song Hushan, money and power were not scarce. What mattered most was face. Hearing Xiao Yu speak this way made him feel that his prestige had greatly increased.

If someone who knew his status and wealth acted similarly, he would think it was the norm. Conversely, if someone who knew his background scrutinized the check after receiving it, he might feel offended. But with Xiao Yu, things were different. Someone like him, living at the bottom of society where even 10 million RMB in a lifetime wouldn't be easily earned, showed such trust toward him. Naturally, this made Song Hushan feel his prestige had greatly increased.

"What do you mean by calling him your brother I'll tell you, Song Hushan, he's my designated little brother, and no one can take him away!" Zhou Ruoying immediately objected when she heard Song Hushan wanted to acknowledge Xiao Yu as his brother.

"Go... go... we grown men are talking here, what does a woman like you have to do with this!" At this moment, Song Hushan no longer appeared as the refined and composed man Xiao Yu saw when he first arrived; instead, he revealed his arrogant and domineering side.

Teacher Cai and that secretary were left speechless. They knew something about Song Hushan and Zhou Ruoying, and now this couple with such backgrounds were quarreling over who should be Xiao Yu's brother. Teacher Cai and the secretary gazed at Xiao Yu sitting there, their eyes filled with intense envy.

Seeing the two people arguing, Xiao Yu was also somewhat dumbfounded and stood there not knowing how to advise them.

"I'll tell you Song Hushan, this is my brother. Don't try to claim him as your own because I got to know him earlier than you did; I recognized him yesterday."

Suddenly Zhou Ruoying stopped arguing and smiled sweetly.

"I...," Song Hushan opened his mouth but couldn't find the words to respond.

Seeing Song Hushan's expression, Zhou Ruoying smirked triumphantly and said, "Yesterday in the car when my brother was treating our son, I had already recognized him. You go play now!"d himself would become prey for others. She and her son would end up with nothing. Therefore, she only wished that her son’s illness could be cured; everything else was unimportant to her."No! No need...