The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 484 - I Have a Way

“Third Brother, what's wrong with you?”

“Third Brother, please wake up!”

“Mr. Su, my third brother is on his deathbed. His last wish is to touch this chair made from Gloomy Wood!”

“Mr. Su, I'm begging you, let him.”

At that moment, a young man approached, sobbing loudly.

Su Ming blinked in disbelief.

He was at a loss for words when he saw the young man refer to a turtle no bigger than his palm as his third brother. The turtle, however, was sticking its head out and seemed quite lively. Su Ming guessed it was probably older than the young man himself.

“Mr. Su, my father has had Alzheimer's for a long time. He can't remember anyone.”

“But he suddenly remembered my name just now, which thrilled me.”

“Then, just as suddenly, he forgot me again. I'm convinced it's these two Gloomy Wood chairs that jogged his memory.”

“Mr. Su, please, let my father touch the Gloomy Wood chairs.”

Another young man emerged, helping an elderly man.

But the elderly man looked completely confused. He didn't recognize the young man at all. He had been a bystander until the young man pulled him forward, claiming he suffered from Alzheimer's.

This infuriated the old man.

He was lucid and agile, yet the young man labeled him as someone with Alzheimer's.

The old man demonstrated a martial arts move, startling the nearby young man.

The quick-thinking young man exclaimed, “Mr. Su, my father's condition is acting up again! Mr. Su, I implore you to grant his wish!”

“This man is spouting nonsense. Mr. Su, don't listen to him.”

“Mr. Su, I have cancer and my time is running out.”

“I'm scheduled for surgery tomorrow. I might not survive.”

“Mr. Su, all I ask is to touch this chair.”

Yet another spirited young man appeared.

Su Ming blinked, then activated his scanner to examine the young man thoroughly.

The young man did have some issues with his neck and shoulders, and his heavy smoking had taken a toll on his lungs, which showed signs of darkening. He certainly had health problems, but he didn't seem to be on death's door.

Just then, someone nearby yelled, “Mr. Su, someone has passed out!”

Upon hearing this, the bystanders couldn't help but roll their eyes.

They suspected someone was feigning a fainting spell to elicit sympathy from Su Ming.

When the onlookers seemed indifferent, someone yelled out, “Damn! This man has actually fainted.”

Their voice boomed loudly.

The crowd turned to see an elderly man foaming at the mouth, convulsing and rolling his eyes back.

They were all taken aback.

Su Ming felt an impending headache.

Lyu Jintao was completely bewildered. He stayed hidden in the corner of the carriage, too afraid to move.

Watching the crowd's fervor, Lyu Jintao thought that if he so much as touched the two chairs, the mob would unhesitatingly toss him off the train.

Boss Qian maintained his composure. Having been through many significant events, he remained cool-headed.

A medical team from Antiques City swiftly arrived on the scene.

The paramedics quickly administered saline to the collapsed old man.

After a moment, the elderly man took a deep breath, then sat up abruptly.

He frantically looked around and exclaimed, “Who stole my chairs? I had just bought two chairs from Mr. Su. Who took them?”

The people around were at a loss for words.

The young man next to the old man quickly interjected, “Grandpa, you just passed out. It was all a dream.”

The old man, looking bewildered, asked, “Is that true?”

Then, all of a sudden, he stood up and declared, “Mr. Su, my life's greatest desire has been to touch these two chairs made of Gloomy Wood!”

He bellowed, “Mr. Su, please grant me this wish!”

The crowd was rendered speechless.

Moments ago, the old man was on the brink of fainting; now, he was bursting with vigor.

Su Ming felt his headache intensify, unsure of how to resolve the situation.

Noticing Su Ming's distress, Boss Qian offered, “Mr. Su, I have a solution.”

Su Ming was intrigued, “What's your idea?”

“You could auction off the two chairs,” suggested Boss Qian.

Su Ming stroked his chin, considering Boss Qian's proposal to be quite sound.

An auction would indeed allow him to maximize his profits.

Boss Qian eagerly added, “Mr. Su, if you trust me, I can handle this for you.”

“That's fine by me.”

At that moment, Su Ming was encircled by a throng of people, all he wished for was to leave the area promptly.

At that moment, Boss Qian produced a megaphone and bellowed, “Ladies and gentlemen, please remain calm!”

Su Ming was momentarily taken aback. He had no clue where Boss Qian had procured such a large megaphone from.

Once Boss Qian had spoken, the crowd fell silent.

“I am here to speak on behalf of Mr. Su,” he announced.

“All of you are connoisseurs, and you understand the high value of these two chairs crafted from Gloomy Wood.”

“Yet, with so many of you gathered here, what would happen if one of you accidentally bumped into the chairs?”

“It would be such a shame to damage these fine pieces.”

“Mr. Su has informed me that he intends to sell these two chairs.”

“However, he plans not to price them here, but rather to auction them off in my shop.”

“I will set a starting bid. Those interested in purchasing these chairs are welcome to place their bids.”

“You will have 15 days to do so.”

“The highest bidder at the end of this period will become the new owner of the chairs.”

“Of course, within these 15 days, you are welcome to examine the chairs.”

“However, you must undergo a thorough sterilization process and sign an agreement before touching them. Should any damage occur due to your handling, you will be required to purchase the chairs at the highest market price.”

“How does that sound?”

After Boss Qian finished his proposal, the crowd was momentarily speechless.

After mulling it over, they began to nod in agreement.

Most were there simply for the excitement.

Only a few had the means to actually purchase the chairs, and they agreed that the auction was a practical solution.

This approach would prevent the throng of people from congesting the area.

Thus, consensus was reached.

Boss Qian immediately phoned his security team to secure the premises.

The staff brought out two large wooden crates filled with shredded paper and foam padding.

They gingerly placed the chairs inside the crates and transported them straight to Boss Qian's shop.

Boss Qian then instructed his team to clear out the entire second floor to accommodate the two chairs.