The next morning, Lin Feng couldn't wait. He seemed to be a thief, covering his backpack tightly, fearing that others would find treasures on him.

Because he suddenly obtained such a valuable rare ancient book, he didn't sleep all night yesterday, and was worried about gains and losses, fearing that he would make mistakes at some point or that his family would be thieves.

In this slightly abnormal mental state, Lin Feng hurried to the Antique Street and found someone to identify it after just washing it.

He had already checked reliable news on the scene. In Tumen Antique Street, the larger antique shops, such as Haolulai Antique Store, Boguzhai Antique Store, Tibetan Ciju Antique Store, etc., they are all more famous shops.

In Lin Feng's opinion, there must be a reason for this store to be so famous. I feel more at ease to appraise my rare ancient books and rare books.

"It's a blessing to wake up early." Although Lin Feng hurriedly walked towards the Antique Street, his eyes were still unconsciously floating on the street.

Although it was morning, many beauties had already come out for a walk. Some were young women who deliberately squeezed out their white and tender ditches, some were beautiful white-collar workers with hot figures, and some were long-legged models with infinite temptation. They stepped on high heels, swayed their waists, and twisted their buttocks, becoming a beautiful landscape on the street.

Smelling the perfume, body fragrance, and various fragrances left by the beauties along the way, Lin Feng felt that his spirit was greatly boosted, and even his pace could not help but speed up, but he was secretly happy in his heart: When my brother has money, he will also attract a beautiful woman to enjoy the eyes.

"Just choose this antique shop, good luck comes to the antique shop." Entering the first store on Antique Street, the decoration is antique, which makes people feel good at seeing it. Lin Feng immediately decided to enter this shop.

As soon as I entered the store, I saw a wide variety of antiques everywhere. The prices marked on them were tens of thousands of yuan, which made Lin Feng feel frightened, fearing that he would break a certain antique.

"Young man, are you here to buy antiques?" Lin Feng was still spinning around the shop. A middle-aged man with a very lucky appearance appeared behind Lin Feng, smiling like Maitreya Buddha, his little eyes almost narrowed, revealing a hint of a profiteer, as if he was calculating something at any time.

Hearing someone calling him, Lin Feng quickly turned his head and waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm here to sell things. I wonder if you take antiques here?"

Selling things?

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and smiled more friendly. In his career, as long as he had sufficient funds, he would not be afraid of buying many antiques.

With the development of the economy, everyone started to have some spare money, and the antique industry has gradually become popular, and the prices of many antiques are rising steadily.

Basically, antiques are now investing in value preservation, and no one knows how much the price of antiques will rise. They may be higher every year, so those who do antique business have lived a very comfortable life over the years.

"Customize, of course, why not?! But I don't know what you have in your hands? You must also understand that if it is fake, of course we can't." The middle-aged man rubbed his palms and looked at Lin Feng with a smile, his eyes couldn't help but put on the black backpack on Lin Feng's body.

He also knows the reason why people should not look good in this industry. Although the young man is not dressed well, who knows if there are any good things on him?

Many valuable antiques were purchased from the mud legs in the countryside, and he often went to the countryside to collect things, which developed the habit of never underestimating people.

However, whether this kid has any good things or whether he is here to fool him, he still needs to observe carefully before he can make a decision.

"Are you the boss here?" Lin Feng looked at the surrounding environment suspiciously and asked the middle-aged man. After all, it was a big deal, so he had to be uncautious.

The middle-aged man was not angry, but still had a smiling face and said, "Yes, I am the owner of this good luck antique shop. His name is Liu Qingcai. He is the most generous, often generous, and likes to make friends with customers the most."

Hehe, it’s better to be cautious, or be cautious! The more cautious the customer’s attitude is, the more precious the things on him are on the surface. Maybe he can make a big profit this time, the middle-aged man Liu Qingcai thought secretly.

"Here, look, this book is just this book. How much is it worth?" Lin Feng was not polite, and took out the tightly wrapped "Five Classics Hand Reading" from his backpack and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Liu Qingcai was a little skeptical at first, thinking that how could this young man take out a precious treasure? Maybe he would come here to make trouble. However, the moment the cover of this book appeared in his eyes, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Young man, I don't have much accuracy in this place. You also know that identifying cultural relics is a very difficult thing and cannot be disturbed at all. If you allow it, I will take it to the house and take a look for it for you." After a little opened, Liu Qingcai gently closed the ancient book and said seriously.

Get it inside the house?

Although Lin Feng is not a person with a wide range of knowledge, he also knows such precious things and must not leave his sight, otherwise he will not know that they will be thrown away by others.

If others falsely accuse themselves of being unreasonable, then he will really be unable to explain this fact even if he opens his mouth.

Lin Feng said bluntly: "Boss Liu, it's just an appraisal of a book. There's no need to be so grand. If you don't have the ability, I'll give it to another master and take a closer look."

"This kid..." Liu Qingcai's heart sank by these words. This kid dared to say that he didn't have much ability. Such a loss of face would be really annoying! If you don't give you some color, you will really think that Liu Qingcai is easy to bully.

Thinking of this, he quickly looked like he was kind and made money and said, "Okay, since you don't want to, I won't force you. But if the appraisal is wrong, don't blame me."

"Don't worry, I will never blame you." Lin Feng nodded.

After receiving Lin Feng’s reply, Liu Qingcai took out a magnifying glass from the counter, placed the book on the glass table, and began to observe carefully, carefully observing every corner.

If there is a word to describe it, it is professional, it is so fucking professional, just like those experts on TV called beasts, with extremely serious eyes.

Half an hour later, in Lin Feng's extremely anticipated eyes, Liu Qingcai's eyes were like an ancient well, without any fluctuations. He gently uttered a few words: "This is fake!"

Fake?

Lin Feng was shocked by Liu Qingcai's words and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Of course it's fake. Based on my years of experience..." Liu Qingcai said a lot, using various angles and various difficult knowledge to prove that this book is fake and is not worth a piece of paper at all.

Seeing Lin Feng looking like he was betrayed, Liu Qingcai was secretly proud and said: "Although this book is fake, it has more or less a cultural value. If you want, I am willing to buy it for fifty yuan."

Liu Qingcai looked embarrassed, as if he paid 50 yuan to buy this book, which gave Lin Feng a great advantage. If he didn't agree, there would be no good opportunity in the future.

"What is fake? Can you give me a look? It's worth fifty yuan?" At this moment, a hearty laughter walked in from outside the store.
Chapter completed!