That was nothing more than the most ordinary wine jar.
Made of clay, it looked clumsy and rough. Having been buried for years, it was dug up with so dirt on it, not appearing particularly valuable.
Even Zuzi didn’t take it seriously. Though it was called "Thousand-Year Wine," she rely instructed Xi Chansha to "get rid of it."
As for rich ladies like Xi Ruzhu and Xi Rubao, they looked down on such a worthless thing and even found it dirty.
However.
The mont the creditor saw the wine jar, his gaze was fixed on it, and he couldn’t look away, speaking haltingly as he desperately asked to take a closer look!
Xi Chansha, suspicious, handed the wine jar over a bit, but his hand didn’t let go.
It was sothing that belonged to his sister, entrusted to him because she trusted him, and he didn’t want to easily hand it over to outsiders and ruin this hard-earned trust.
"Third Brother, it’s just a broken jar. If the creditor is interested, why not let him enjoy it?" Xi Ruzhu gently suggested.
Xi Yuanshan was also holding a belly full of anger, and said in a deep voice, "Third, show so sense!"
Xi Rubao wanted to agree eagerly, wishing to smash that useless jar associated with Zuzi, but she was silenced and couldn’t curse, which suffocated her.
Unexpectedly.
The creditor wasn’t angry; instead, he shed his previous arrogance, even his fierce eyebrows softened, and he spoke in a particularly gentle and polite voice: "Third Young Master, please, please let touch it, I promise not to break it!"
Xi Chansha couldn’t help but glance at Zuzi.
After receiving Zuzi’s subtle nod, he carefully handed the wine jar over to the other party.
The creditor was so excited!
He examined it repeatedly and savored it countless tis.
Then a bizarre scene occurred—
"Third Young Master, about that batch of fake antiques, you were a victim too. Business isn’t easy these days, and since we cross paths often in business, I think there’s no need to hold onto any grudges over a simple misunderstanding, right?"
Xi Chansha was stunned: "What do you an?"
He was clearly here to collect debts, so why was he suddenly trying to make ands? Could there be another sche?
Unexpectedly.
The creditor generously waved his hand: "Ah, consider that old debt cleared, Third Young Master, you don’t have to repay it!"
Upon hearing this, the Xi family was dumbfounded.
Xi Ruzhu’s heart pounded even more, thinking that if the creditor let Third Brother off so easily, then the jinx persona she painstakingly created for Zuzi would collapse, wouldn’t it?
Third Brother had to have bad luck, and the Xi family had to owe money.
However, the next second.
Seeing no one respond to him, the creditor grew anxious and directly grasped Xi Chansha’s hand. His pleading tone almost had him kneeling: "Third Young Master, I have no other requests, just please let have this jar, alright?"
Everyone held their breath!
A broken jar could actually wipe off a nearly two-billion yuan debt!
How valuable was this jar? How precious?
It was clearly just an ordinary clay wine jar.
Xi Chansha’s heart was pounding like a drum, never imagining such a turn of events.
His neck stiff, he still didn’t dare to make a decision on his own, slowly turning in Zuzi’s direction.
Zuzi sat calmly at the table, resting her chin, and casually said, "Xiao Chan, the Ancestor asked you to handle it, so just make the decision."
That composed deanor made Xi Ruzhu feel even more suffocated!
Having received Zuzi’s instructions, Xi Chansha naturally listened to his sister.
The creditor happily cradled the clay jar as if it were a rare treasure, overjoyed.
Before leaving, he even addressed Xi Chansha as a brother, saying he wanted to be lifelong buddies, and that any similar treasure in the future should be sold to him first; he had no problem buying above market price!
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