I’m a Vegetable Seller, and a Billionaire

Ban Chao is a low-income resident who sells chives on Tian’an Street in the capital. His ex-wife calls him a good-for-nothing, and his neighbors look down on him.

Then one day, he cuts his hand in the Forbidden City, and a single drop of blood awakens the six-hundred-year-old dragon vein.

The battered teacup he has used for ten years turns out to be a Chenghua-era chicken cup from the Ming dynasty.

The purple clay teapot he once carelessly dropped is an authentic work by Gu Jingzhou, worth millions even in its damaged state.

The rundown courtyard that nobody wanted bears the Guangxu Emperor’s imperial seal on its deed.

His ex-wife comes back in tears, begging to get back together. “Old Ban, give me one more chance...”

Ban Chao takes a sip of tea and calmly replies, “You think you deserve one?”

Affection that comes too late is worth less than grass. The good-for-nothing you once knew is now someone you can never hope to reach.