Qin Hao came to Antique Street for the first time, but antiques were no stranger to him.

I have been working in an auction house all year round and have come into contact with a lot of antiques, including porcelain, bronzes, calligraphy and paintings, etc.

The Antique Street is divided into two areas, one is more formal and is mainly in the form of storefronts.

There are indeed good products in such stores, but they are all expensive and difficult to miss.

The other type is street stalls. The items on the street stalls range from a few yuan to tens of thousands, and the price fluctuates greatly.

To put it bluntly, there are very few genuine products, and they are mainly deceptive and deceptive.

If you can deceive anyone, you will.

Of course, just because there are few genuine ones does not mean there are none. It mainly depends on luck. If you are lucky, you may encounter one.

Qin Hao checked the time, it was half past three in the afternoon, and there were more people walking here.

"Little brother, just watch! I'm a real guy!"

A bald stall owner in his fifties shouted casually.

Qin Hao didn't refuse. He was the one who picked it up, so he just picked it up!

Qin Hao did not directly turn on clairvoyance, but wanted to rely on his shallow knowledge of antiques to start observing.

A quarter of an hour later, Qin Hao was sure of one thing, that is, he could not see anything.

All of them look real, and none of them look real.

He smiled bitterly, it seemed that without perspective, he was nothing.

So without hesitation, I used the clairvoyant eye.

[Tang Sancai Large Open Plum Vase] is a fake, worth 20 RMB, and has no collection value.

"Little brother, have you fallen in love with this plum vase?"

"Let me tell you, this plum vase is a real thing. I spent 80,000 yuan on it last month. If you like it, little brother, I will give you the original price!"

"Let me tell you, if I hadn't been short of money recently, I wouldn't have spent even 100,000 yuan..."

The stall owner kept introducing his plum vase, while Qin Hao continued to look at other items.

Scanning them one by one, they all turned out to be fake. Just when Qin Hao was about to leave, a gray thing came into view.

[Blue and White Eight Barbarians Jinbao Snuff Bottle] During the Xianfeng Period of the Qing Dynasty, height: 8.2cm, diameter: 3.4cm, authentic!

The market price is 80,000-100,000 yuan.

Because the surface is covered by a layer of oil, it is difficult to see its appearance.

Qin Hao narrowed his eyes. It seemed that he was lucky today and he really missed something.

At this time, the stall owner finally stopped talking nonsense.

"Little brother, how do you feel? If you want it, I will wrap it up for you right now?"

Qin Hao pointed to his clothes and said:

"Boss, do you think I'm someone who can spend 100,000 to 80,000 yuan?"

The stall owner was stunned.

"I was just doing my hair with my girlfriend. I was a little bored and just looked around."

"Well, I won't let the boss work in vain. I will buy two gadgets to take care of the boss's business."

The stall owner was very happy when he heard what Qin Hao said. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, so he asked:

"Then what do you like little brother? I will never make money from you."

If Qin Hao believed this, his life would have been in vain.

"How much is it?"

Qin Hao pointed at an object at random.

"This was during the Xianfeng period..."

Qin Hao directly interrupted the stall owner.

"Boss, I told you, I'm just here to have fun, don't fool me."

"Add this and this together, I'll give you fifty yuan!"

The stall owner jumped up from the bench, his expression was on point, and he said in an exaggerated tone:

"Little brother, stop joking. Why don't you give me fifty for two things?"

"Everything I have is real, nothing...

"One hundred yuan. If it sells, I'll pay you. If it doesn't sell, I'll go somewhere else."

Qin Hao stood up and pretended to leave.

Now the stall owner became anxious and quickly grabbed Qin Hao.

"Little brother, please add more. This price is really too low. You have to let me earn some and have a box lunch at night!"

"I'm giving you fifty more. If you don't sell me, I'll..."

"Sell!"

Before Qin Hao finished speaking, the stall owner had already picked up a bag and packed the things Qin Hao was interested in.

The technique is skillful and the speed is fast enough. A person who has not been single for twenty years would never be able to achieve such speed.

Qin Hao didn't care about the extra dozens of dollars, so he took the things, paid the bill and left.

He took just two steps and suddenly stopped.

"Boss, are you single?"

The stall owner was stunned, and when he was about to ask, Qin Hao had already walked away.

"Crazy, how did he know I was single?"

The stall owner did not continue to worry about Qin Hao's words and put the banknotes. These little things were collected for ten yuan each yesterday and they were not even washed.

The profit was more than ten times as soon as it was resold. It would be nice to have more customers like this.

The stall owner was proud, but Qin Hao was also proud.

Despite everything, he already has several million dollars in his card.

But who cares about money?

What's more, my worth is nothing compared to that of truly wealthy people!

Qin Hao continued shopping until it was almost dark, as if his luck had run out today.

Apart from the snuff bottle, there is also the copper coin in my hand.

[Jiaqingtong Baobaoquan Large Sample Mother's Money], authentic!

Market price: 10,000.00 yuan, weight: 10.06g, size: 30.0-2.0mm.

This is the data given by perspective, which can not only identify the item, but also give the item description and price.

After checking the time, it was already five o'clock. Qin Hao planned to go back to the hospital directly.

Just then, the phone rang. I picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello! Hello! Who is this?"

"It's me, the stinking scoundrel!"

Qin Hao heard it and it was the fiery policewoman Lin Moxue calling.

But there is a problem with this statement. What does it mean that I am the stinky scoundrel? Are you scolding yourself?

Qin Hao didn't care and asked: "Beauty Lin, how come you have my phone number?"

"Also, I didn't fight!"

As soon as Lin Moxue on the other end of the phone heard this, she remembered the incident of bullying Qin Hao in the interrogation room last night.

But in the end, Lin Moxue said she didn't care who bullied whom.

"I took notes on the phone call last night. I called you today to remind you to pay attention."

"Huang Zhen is very powerful, you'd better not mess with him."

"Okay, I'm done!"

Lin Moxue hung up immediately. Qin Hao felt confused and made a phone call for no reason and said some incomprehensible words.

I was about to take a call back to the hospital when I thought about the phone again.

This time Qin Hao met, it was Song Chuxiong who called.

"Brother, where are you? I'll treat you to dinner!"

Qin Hao secretly laughed. The reason why Song Chuxiong invited him to dinner was secondary. The main reason was the last item he bought at yesterday's reception.

At that time, Qin Hao did not tell Song Chuxiong that Qin Dahai was undergoing surgery this morning, and it was not easy for him to ask, so he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Only then did I call Qin Hao. Eating was secondary, and the appraisal of the items was the real thing.

"Um, I'm on the antique street."

Song Chuxiong's eyes lit up when he heard that Qin Hao was in the antique street.

"Wait for me. I'll be there in ten minutes, no, eight minutes."

After saying that, the phone was disconnected.
Chapter completed!