A lucky cat fell from the sky.

Chapter 15 Staged Accidents

Jin Wanliang said, "You're not too stupid. It wasn't for nothing that I gave you pointers and even used my claws to help you."

Wu Cheng was a little confused: "You mean when you grabbed me just now, it was also to help me?"

Jin Wanliang was very proud: "Of course, otherwise do you think we could have gotten our hands on these inkstones so easily?"

What a brilliant scheme! Wu Cheng couldn't help but admire it. This wasn't a cat at all; it was clearly a fox.

Compared to Wu Cheng, Jin Wanliang was far more shrewd, managing to come up with such a scheme.

Would you call this a staged accident scam?

After expressing his admiration, Wu Cheng once again steered the conversation towards the value of the brick inkstone: "How much do you think this brick inkstone is worth? If you were to buy it back, how many gold ingots would you offer?"

Jin Wanliang said, "Before you upgrade your membership level, I can give you 10 gold coins. If you upgrade your membership level to Bronze, I can give you 100 gold coins. If you can reach Silver, I estimate I can give you 666 gold coins."

so much?

Unfortunately, Wu Cheng is still a Black Iron member, and he doesn't even have enough money to upgrade to the next level.

He was quite tempted and planned to upgrade to the next level. He also inquired about the other brick inkstones. Jin Wanliang said that he could buy them for 100 gold coins after upgrading. Of course, these few could only fetch 100 gold coins, and only Gu Bingzhang's brick was the most valuable.

Upon hearing that these brick inkstones were so valuable, Wu Cheng was reluctant to exchange them now.

Moreover, he was also a little reluctant to take Gu Bingzhang's brick inkstone to the treasure competition. What if Old Master Gu was tempted and insisted on buying the brick inkstone?

He would be losing money if he asked for a price under 1300 million.

At this moment, Jin Wanliang spoke up: "Kid, don't even think about hiding this inkstone. If you do, I won't give you a single gold ingot. Antiques and cultural relics are all a kind of inheritance, the inheritance of culture, the inheritance of bloodline, and the inheritance of family tradition."

"Therefore, passing on the artifacts of the ancients to their descendants is the best course of action for antiques."

Wu Cheng couldn't help but purse his lips, thinking to himself, "You're being generous, but I'm losing money."

However, since Jin Wanliang had said so, Wu Cheng still decided to take the inkstone to the treasure competition. He decided to take a gamble and see if Old Master Gu had the financial resources and the character to back it up.

After wandering around for a while, Wu Cheng could no longer find anything with a good price-performance ratio. Jin Wanliang was also a little tired from being too excited, so he fell asleep in the paper bag he had just put away.

Without Jin Wanliang's guidance, Wu Cheng would have become a real easy target in this antique market, so he didn't want to stay any longer and turned to leave.

Just as he reached the door, a guy walked towards him and bumped into Wu Cheng.

Wu Cheng didn't feel any force being used, but the guy was still knocked away, landing on his back. As he fell, the thing he was holding also fell to the ground.

The man exclaimed repeatedly, "My treasure! My Yuan blue and white porcelain!"

As he scrambled to his feet, without even checking if the object was broken, he grabbed Wu Cheng's clothes and demanded, "You hit someone and you think you can just walk away?"

Wu Cheng helplessly shrugged and said, "Who said I wanted to leave?"

Seeing that Wu Chengzhen had no intention of leaving, the man reluctantly let go of his hand: "It's best if you don't leave, but you have to compensate me."

"How much do you think is appropriate?" Judging from the man's posture, Wu Cheng already knew that he had encountered a scammer.

The term "pengci" (碰瓷) doesn't refer to a group of elderly people faking falls in front of a car, as it does now. Instead, it originates from someone like this guy, who takes a piece of porcelain and bumps it into people.

If someone breaks a piece of porcelain and then grabs the person and demands compensation, that's what's called "porcelain bumping into someone for insurance fraud."

This is truly a cycle of karma. I was just taught by Jin Wanliang to stage an accident, and now I'm the one being staged.

Wu Cheng could only smile wryly, never expecting to encounter such a classic form of staged accident.

However, he did not panic; he had plenty of ways to escape.

He hadn't even used his own radio calisthenics yet. He planned to see how much this guy wanted. If it wasn't too much, he wouldn't bother with radio calisthenics, since that was the real money-burning thing.

He asked, "How much money are you planning to ask for?"

Seeing Wu Cheng's decisiveness, the man was a little unaccustomed to it: "This is Yuan blue and white porcelain, it should be worth at least 100,000, right?"

Wu Cheng chuckled, gesturing to his cheap, low-quality T-shirt, and said, "Do I look like someone with money wearing this kind of T-shirt?"

The man looked Wu Cheng up and down, and seeing Wu Cheng's attire, he realized that Wu Cheng really did not have any money.

However, this guy was someone that Young Master Lu had asked him to find. Young Master Lu said that he was willing to spend 50,000 yuan to teach him a lesson.

Therefore, he had to find a pretext to teach Wu Cheng a lesson.

Although Wu Cheng was very obedient, he still called out his accomplices.

Three burly men with tattoos of ribbonfish came out and surrounded Wu Cheng: "I don't care, you're not leaving today unless you come up with 100,000 yuan."

"That's right, we brothers are known as the Four Heavenly Kings of the Antique City. Do you see him? This is my eldest brother, Pipa Brother. This is my second brother, Sword Brother. I am the third brother, you can call me Umbrella Brother. And this is our fourth brother, his name is Sable Brother."

When Wu Cheng heard Umbrella Bro seriously introduce their nicknames, he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "So you four aren't Heavenly Kings, you're just four oddballs."

Umbrella Bro was displeased upon hearing this: "Get lost! How could the four of us be anything?"

"Then aren't you anything?" Wu Cheng retorted.

Umbrella Bro nodded: "Of course we're not 'things'."

Then he realized what was going on: "Guys, this kid is making fun of us, let's get him."

They were all rolling up their sleeves and arms, which looked quite intimidating.

At this moment, the fourth brother, Diao Ge, said, "Do you know how powerful we are now? Pay up, or we'll break your legs."

"Are you kidding me? I already said I'd pay," Wu Cheng said. "But I don't have that much cash. Do you accept bank transfers?"

He planned to teach these people a lesson by starting a broadcast exercise routine without any voiceover, when Jin Wanliang suddenly looked up and said, "Kid, I suggest you try using a black-clad man's camera. You'll definitely be pleasantly surprised."

Wu Cheng quickly looked at the online store interface and found that a new product had appeared on the page, called the "Black-Clad Man Camera," which cost 20,000 yuan.

This was still a good deal, so Wu Cheng immediately switched to a camera from the man in black.

The burly men were surprised that Wu Cheng was so agreeable, but they still threatened him as usual: "You'd better not try anything funny."

Wu Cheng smiled and said, "With so many of you big brothers surrounding me, what tricks do you think I could possibly pull?"

He took out the camera belonging to the man in black and suddenly said, "Come on, say cheese."

All eyes turned to Wu Cheng, who then pressed the shutter button and simultaneously captured the "Yuan blue and white porcelain" used for staged accidents, putting it into the cat house.

After a flash of white light, the group of guys were all stunned, standing there like idiots.

They just kept muttering the same question: "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"