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A shrewd antique dealer from London was driving through the Somerset countryside when he stopped for petrol.
As he walked past a run-down cottage, he noticed a stray tabby cat drinking milk from a shallow saucer on the porch.
The dealer took one look at the saucer and nearly stopped breathing. It was genuine Ming dynasty porcelain, worth at least £25,000.
Determined to make the deal of his life, he knocked on the door.
An elderly man answered.
“Good afternoon, sir. I couldn’t help noticing that lovely cat on your porch. My mother has been terribly lonely lately, and he looks just like a cat she had when she was young. Would you take £20 for him?”
The old man scratched his beard.
“Aye, lad. That sounds fair enough.”
The dealer handed him £20 and picked up the cat.
After taking a couple of steps, he turned back casually.
“Oh, by the way, would you mind throwing in that old saucer? The cat’s used to drinking from it, so it might help him settle in.”
The old man chuckled.
“Not on your life, mate. That’s my lucky saucer. I’ve sold thirty-four cats from this porch just this month alone.”