CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 46: LIVESTREAMING ANTIQUES SALES

Shi Feng refilled Qi Yun’s cup of tea and said slowly, "This Honeycomb Bracelet is not like other items; it lacks liquidity, and its price is not cheap. If I take it, it might sit in my hands for years."

"This thing, it could be two hundred thousand or sixty or seventy thousand, all the same."

"If you ask me to name a price, to be honest, the most I can offer you is sixty thousand, because I’m not sure when I can sell it. It depends on luck."

Hearing this price, Qi Yun felt a sudden drop in his heart. It was far from his expectation of a hundred thousand.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and didn’t rush to speak.

"I know this price is a bit low, but there’s no other way; that’s the current market." Shi Feng said as he took out a cigarette and handed one to Qi Yun.

"However, if you can’t accept it, I do have another proposal."

Qi Yun took the cigarette and raised an eyebrow, "Let’s hear it."

Shi Feng lit a cigarette for himself too, took a deep inhale, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring before he spoke, "I have a friend who does online live streaming of collectibles. He has a pretty large fan base.

We could give this Honeycomb Bracelet to him, to sell in the live stream room."

"Then, during the live show, we could hold an auction. Maybe it could fetch a good price. After it’s sold, we can split the proceeds. What do you think?"

Shi Feng looked at Qi Yun intently, waiting for his response.

Qi Yun held the cigarette, his fingers lightly tapping the table, thinking about Shi Feng’s proposal.

He had to admit, the idea sounded quite enticing. If executed well, it might even sell for well over a hundred thousand.

"Your proposal sounds good, but what if no one bids, or if the bids are too low? Wouldn’t the plan fall through then?

Plus, I’m not very familiar with live streaming. Is your friend reliable? I just don’t want any legal issues arising." Qi Yun expressed his concerns.

Shi Feng smiled, flicked the ash off his cigarette, and explained, "Don’t worry, I’ve known this friend for many years. He has a good reputation in the collectibles circle, and his credentials are solid, so there’s no risk.

As for no bids, I think it’s unlikely. Just think, with the quality of this Honeycomb Bracelet and those Tibetan inscriptions, it’s so intriguing. As long as the promotion is done right, surely someone will bid."

"Moreover, we can set a reserve price beforehand. If the auction doesn’t reach it, we won’t sell. That way, we protect our interests while seeing if we can fetch a high price." Shi Feng added.

"How will we split the proceeds?" Qi Yun asked the final question.

"You take eighty-five percent, he takes ten percent, and I just get half a percent as a fee."

Qi Yun nodded after hearing this, willing to try for a chance to earn more money.

"Alright then, you handle it. Let me know when there’s news."

Shi Feng smiled broadly and patted his chest, promising, "Don’t worry, brother. I’ve got it covered. I’ll give the item to my friend later and confirm the details."

It’s a situation where he doesn’t have to put in any money and can earn a commission, so he’s naturally happy.

Then, Shi Feng packed up the Honeycomb Bracelet and brought over a consignment agreement. Qi Yun glanced over it, found no issues, and signed it.

With the matter settled, Qi Yun didn’t go straight to Liu Meng’s place. Instead, he bought some fruit and went back to Vanke Mansion first.

He’d been out for several hours and was worried whether his daughter was comfortable at Zhao Qing’s place.

Plus, he wasn’t sure if the little one had caused any trouble.

"Brother Qi, you’re back." The door opened, and Zhao Qing greeted with a gentle smile.

Inside, Nuannuan was lying on the coffee table, drawing, with freshly baked chicken wings beside her.

The little girl didn’t even look up upon hearing the sound, just called out, "Daddy."

Seeing this, Qi Yun realized he had worried too much.

He walked in and placed the fruit on the table nearby, smiling, "Sorry to trouble you."

Zhao Qing waved her hand and beamed, "Brother Qi, please don’t say that. Nuannuan is so well-behaved, she’s no trouble at all. I love having her around."

As she spoke, she placed the chicken wings in front of Qi Yun, "I just made these wings; they’re still hot. Try them, Brother Qi."

"Okay, thank you." Qi Yun took a napkin and picked up a wing, taking a gentle bite. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside; the aroma spread instantly.

"Mm, it tastes really good. I didn’t realize you’re quite the cook, Xiao Qing." Qi Yun genuinely praised.

"Is that so? Then have more, Brother Qi. Nuannuan already ate. I can’t finish them all by myself."

"Then I won’t be polite." Qi Yun quickly finished a few wings, turned to his daughter, and asked, "Nuannuan, is it fun at Miss Qing’s place?"

Still focused on her drawing, the little girl replied without looking up, "Yes, it’s fun! Miss Qing taught me to draw and made me delicious food."

"Do you want to go out with Daddy?"

Nuannuan shook her head decisively, "I want to draw with Miss Qing."

Qi Yun showed a helpless smile and apologized to Zhao Qing, "Xiao Qing, I need to go out for a bit longer. Could you look after her for a while?"

Zhao Qing bent down, patted the little girl’s head, and readily agreed, "No problem. Go ahead, Brother Qi. Nuannuan will be fine with me."

Qi Yun gave Zhao Qing a grateful look and nodded, "Alright, thank you then."

After that, he glanced at his daughter who was focusing on her drawing, "Nuannuan, listen to Miss Qing, okay?" With that, he got up and left.

In the courtyard, Liu Meng was squatting, scaling fish, with a latex paint bucket beside him containing several big crucian carp.

He was a man of his word. Upon hearing Qi Yun was coming yesterday, he had his wife bring back the fish and the bucket from his father-in-law’s house.

As Liu Meng scaled the fish, he shouted to the house, "Wife, is the mutton stew ready? My brother will be here soon."

A rough female voice responded from inside, "Almost ready, don’t worry. It won’t be a problem. Just clean those fish properly."

Liu Meng replied and continued his work.

Just then, Qi Yun rode into the courtyard on his electric scooter.

"Hey, cleaning fish." Qi Yun got off the scooter, carrying two cases of Amulsi yogurt and some fruit.

Liu Meng looked up, saw Qi Yun, and his eyes brightened. He quickly got up to greet him, "I just said you’d be here in no time, and you are."

Qi Yun laughed, "I guess I came at the right time. I didn’t know what your wife and daughter like to eat, so I bought some random fruit. Hope you don’t mind."

Liu Meng saw the stuff he was carrying and frowned slightly, sounding a bit displeased, "You just come, why bring stuff? We have everything here; don’t waste money."

Qi Yun knew his temper and explained with a smile, "It’s New Year’s, no reason to come empty-handed."

Liu Meng shook his head and was about to help Qi Yun with the stuff, but suddenly realized his hands were covered in fish scales, so he turned and shouted to the house, "Wife, my brother is here, come out and take the stuff!"

Liu Meng’s wife, Li Cuixia, heard the shout and quickly came out of the house.

While wiping her hands on her apron, she walked quickly towards Qi Yun, with a slightly awkward smile on her face, "You’re too polite, just come, but you brought so much stuff."

Saying that, she took the fruit and liquor from Qi Yun, "Come in and have a seat. The mutton stew is almost ready, we can eat soon."

Li Cuixia matched well with Liu Meng, at least in appearance, standing tall at over 1.7 meters and quite robust.

In Qi Yun’s view, they were at least 90% compatible.