Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 1149 True Proof (25)

The 680,000 from selling the Silver Currency, Wang Chen deposited 650,000 into his bank card.

Due to his age, his bank card was set up by his father, who also enabled online banking services for it.

Wang Chen preferred to receive cash from the antique store owner instead of the more convenient bank transfer primarily because he didn’t want to cause trouble for his father—preventative caution is never unnecessary.

With the money deposited in his account, he purchased a batch of B-Coin on the trading platform.

In his previous life, although Wang Chen hadn’t speculated in cryptocurrency, being a self-media blogger, how could he not know about B-Coin!

He, too, had fantasized like many others about reincarnating back to the past, then buying a bunch of cheap B-Coin early on and thus achieving financial independence effortlessly.

Now, Wang Chen finally had the chance to realize this dream and of course, he wouldn’t miss it!

If it were a year earlier, buying B-Coin would not have been easy for him, as it required purchasing through foreign websites where account and funding sources posed challenges.

But this year, a trading platform was opened domestically, allowing purchases directly with domestic currency.

Although there was an additional handling fee, compared to the future price increase of B-Coin, it was completely negligible.

The current price of B-Coin is merely around three to four US dollars, which translates to just over twenty yuan.

Wang Chen made multiple trades and bought a total of ten thousand B-Coins, all of which were stored in his hardware wallet.

As for the security keys of these B-Coins, he naturally memorized them all.

Back in the day, many people mined or bought B-Coins and then lost the keys, causing fortunes worth hundreds of thousands or even millions to vanish, culminating in immense regret and frustration.

Wang Chen definitely didn’t have this issue, his memory surpassed anyone else in the world.

This fortune, potentially worth an astounding value in the future, thus fell effortlessly and simply into his pocket.

Indeed, with his savings, he could have bought even more B-Coin.

The future price could rise by tens of thousands of times.

But there really wasn’t any need.

For a reborn person like him, even if he didn’t speculate in stocks or gamble in his previous life, there were countless opportunities to become rich.

Money, as long as it’s enough, that’s all that matters!

Choosing B-Coin, firstly, was convenient, and secondly, it fulfilled his initial dream.

After settling these matters, it came the weekend, and Wang Chen rode his bicycle to the Provincial Museum.

At the entrance of the museum, he parked his bicycle, carried a cloth bag to the security booth, and asked, "Hello, how can I donate an artifact?"

"You want to donate an artifact?"

The security guard was very surprised and asked with a puzzled expression, "What artifact?"

Wang Chen lifted the cloth bag: "A Ming Dynasty Blue and White Porcelain Jar."

The guard’s face became quite strange.

It’s not unusual for ordinary people to donate artifacts to the museum, and he had seen all kinds of donors at his post, most of whom were unreliable. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Some genuinely wanted to contribute, but many had ulterior motives.

But this guard had never seen such a young donor as Wang Chen, who boldly claimed to donate a Ming Dynasty Blue and White Porcelain Jar.

And it seemed to be of considerable size.

"Please wait."

Even though he was filled with numerous silent complaints, he still followed the museum’s protocol, made a call to the office responsible for such matters, and requested the duty staff to handle it.

Soon, a middle-aged man with glasses rushed to the booth and asked, "Where is the donor?"

Without a change in expression, the guard pointed at Wang Chen: "It’s this student here."

The middle-aged man: "..."

"It’s me."

Wang Chen smiled, untied the cloth bag’s string, and revealed the Blue and White Porcelain Fish-Algae Pattern Large Jar inside: "The artifact I want to donate is this Late Ming period Blue and White Porcelain Fish-Algae Pattern Large Jar."

Initially, the museum staff’s attitude was somewhat indifferent and even slightly annoyed.

But upon glancing at the blue and white porcelain jar in Wang Chen’s hands, his face immediately changed.

This middle-aged man tasked with related affairs clearly had the experience and keen eyesight.

For insiders in the industry, distinguishing genuine artifacts from fakes is immediate, except for high-quality replicas that necessitate a meticulous evaluation.

The blue and white porcelain jar Wang Chen intended to donate was an immediate Open Gate!

He immediately became excited: "Let’s talk inside, my friend."

Security guard: "..."

Following the middle-aged man, Wang Chen entered an office.

After fully admiring the Blue and White Porcelain Fish-Algae Pattern Large Jar, the museum staff member picked up his phone and contacted several people in one breath.

Before long, an imposing elderly man arrived at the office.

As soon as he entered, his eyes immediately lit up upon seeing the blue and white porcelain jar on the office desk and he rushed over.

The middle-aged man quickly said, "Director Chen..."

But he was cut off by an impatient wave of the hand from the other party: "Hold that thought!"

The middle-aged man helplessly gave Wang Chen an apologetic look.

Wang Chen did not mind.

In his past life, the museum had acquired silver currency and gold bars hidden inside this very blue and white porcelain jar, but the significantly more valuable jar ended up in mere fragments, a profound regret indeed.

Now, Wang Chen, holding the silver currency and gold bars, donates the intact blue and white porcelain jar to the museum. It is not only following his heart but also making up for that regret, fulfilling his karma.

As for the value of the blue and white porcelain jar, does Wang Chen, who bought it for ten thousand B-coins in anticipation of its appreciation, need to care?

"Such an Open Gate!"

The authoritative elderly man, after some appraisal, exclaimed excitedly: "What a marvel, such shape and size, and preserved so well, truly a rarity!"

The middle-aged man seized the moment to introduce: "Director Chen, this is the donor."

"Pleased to meet you!"

The authoritative elderly man seemed to awaken from a dream and reached out to Wang Chen with both hands: "Thank you, thank you so much!"

His attitude of gratitude was extremely sincere.

Wang Chen shook hands with him and smiled, "A found object, handing it to the nation is only appropriate."

"Sadly, not many possess such awareness nowadays."

Director Chen sighed, then asked, "Forgot to ask, young friend, what is your esteemed name?"

"My name is not important."

Wang Chen shook his head and replied: "Handing over the item completes my task. As for certificates and rewards, I do not need them, and I also ask you both to keep it confidential for me, not disclosing any information to the media."

"Let’s consider it an anonymous donation!"

Director Chen and the middle-aged man looked at each other, unsure what to say.

But such selfless donors still exist. Director Chen nodded and responded: "No problem."

He couldn’t help but ask: "Young friend, if I may be so bold, where did you find this item?"

"Of course, if it’s inconvenient, you don’t have to answer."

Wang Chen smiled and said, "I fished it out of Flying Horse Lake."

Director Chen: "..."

He doubted it, as one could smell the earthy odor on the blue and white porcelain jar; how could it possibly have been dredged up from a lake!

But he chose to believe it anyway.

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