The goddess rolled her eyes at Gong Jian, "That's true, but I really don't want this kind of modern imitation."
But her eyes seemed to be attracted by another stall. This time the goddess learned the lesson and picked up the antique and played with it carefully without asking any questions.
"Girl, how are you doing? Do you like anything?" Their boss is a young man. His stall mainly contains various ancient coins, and the one the goddess is holding is a three-hole cloth that looks quite new.
currency.
Gong Jian felt that in addition to the old fakes in this young man’s stall, there were also modern imitations that were full of smugness, so he deliberately told the goddess not to buy them.
Just as he was about to pull the goddess away, Chopra asked: "How to sell it? This imitation."
"Hey, girl, why did you come up and say this is a fake?" The young man had never seen anyone ask the price like this before, but the other person was a very beautiful girl, so he didn't get angry.
"Well, it's not a replica, how do you sell it?" Chopra continued to ask.
"500 yuan per piece." The young man held out five fingers: "Look at how good my appearance is. Even if you buy imitations, you have to buy mine."
"500, are you trying to rob it? Are you selling it for 50? Your pile is only 50." Gong Jian saw the young man opening his mouth and quickly bargained.
"Okay, 50, deal!" The young man reached out and asked Gong Jian for money. Gong Jian instantly felt that he had been taken advantage of. It seemed like this thing should cost five yuan!
Let's just say 50. The price has already been agreed upon with others. Gong Jian could only take out 50 yuan and give it to the young man, but the goddess put the three-hole cloth coin beautifully in the palm of her hand.
"Why do you like ancient coins like this? You see there are many exquisite imitations of ancient coins in that stall." Gong Jian felt that this three-hole cloth coin looked very simple, but at the same time it was also very crude.
"Hey, that stall owner is a big fool. His other things are indeed modern gadgets, but this one seems to be at least 0,000 years old." They were far away from the stall, and the goddess lowered her voice and told the truth.
"No way?" Gong Jian reached out to the goddess to ask for coins: "Let me see?"
The goddess generously placed the coin in Gong Jian's hand. Gong Jian turned the ancient coin over and turned it over. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't figure out why.
"Is it really an antique?" Gong Jian still couldn't believe it. There were very clear words on this coin, with "Wu Yang" written on the front and "One Liang" written on the back.
The goddess nodded seriously and said: "Of course, I can ascertain the age of these works of art without using divine power. This is definitely an ancient handicraft."
The woman finished speaking calmly, but Gong Jian was stunned. Yes, how could he forget that Chopra is the goddess of art and has extraordinary insights into artworks.
The goddess only needs one glance to see these things and can quickly discover the true value of these handicrafts.
Oh, how wonderful it is to bring the goddess here this time! As long as he and Chopra walk around the market carefully and pick up any mistakes, wouldn't it be wonderful?
After that, Gong Jian forgot the real purpose of coming to the market for a while, and happily walked around the market with goddess Chopra. Chopra could tell the difference between genuine and fake products at a glance. It was really better than professional testing equipment.
It’s even more convenient.
In less than half an hour, with the help of the goddess Chopra, Gong Jian picked up three or four items! Among them were a calligraphy and painting, an ancient god statue and an ancient porcelain. And according to the goddess, these items are the least.
The year must be over 2000.
Gong Jian is extremely happy now. Except for the items that the goddess definitely wants, the goddess has given up other antiques to Gong Jian. Now Gong Jian feels that his plan to expand the company will be realized soon. If he
If you sell these antiques bought at very low prices in an auction company, you should be able to earn a lot of money.
"Oh, Boss Chen!" Just as Gong Jian was carefully playing with the antiques in his hands, the owner of a store in the distance said loudly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
His voice caught Gong Jian's attention. He raised his head and looked at it carefully. Huh? The person the boss greeted seemed a bit familiar.
The tall black-haired man followed the shop owner into the house without saying a word, but Gong Jian was stunned. He remembered that the man was Chen Xiang, whom he had met twice!
Doesn't this guy work at NZT? Why did he come to the antique market at this time? Gong Jian was confused and quickly pulled the goddess aside.
Chen Xiang works for NZT Company. Does his coming to the antique market have anything to do with Lucas?
Chopra was pulled aside by Gong Jian and said unhappily: "Aren't we going to go shopping? I think there must be a lot of art worth discovering in this market."
Gong Jian shook his head. He put his index finger on his lips to signal the goddess to be silent. He lowered his voice and said: "We are here to buy things. This is secondary. I think I may have seen what I was really looking for on this trip.
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Chopra looked around: "What is it? Where is it?"
"Shh!" Just when the goddess asked, Chen Xiang walked out of the room again. Gong Jian was afraid that he would recognize him and quickly hugged the goddess and turned around.
"Oh, why are you so proactive this time?" Chopra narrowed his eyes and smiled maliciously.
Only then did Gong Jian realize that he had held Chopra in his arms, and the goddess's turbulent waves were pressing against his chest.
"Uh! Sorry!" The softness made Gong Jian dizzy. He quickly let go of his hands and pushed the goddess half a step away: "Well, I didn't mean it."
"Oh, I know, you mean it." Chopra was still smiling.
Gong Jian wiped his face, feeling that he could not explain his abrupt behavior just now, but he could put this matter aside for now. He lowered his voice and said, "Let me go into that store first and have a look."
Chopra unexpectedly did not hold on to Gong Jian's issue, but followed him into the antique store.
This is a shop that specializes in selling calligraphy, paintings and ancient screens. There are many elegant-looking calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and the screens standing on the ground not far away are actually painted with plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums.
These four gentlemen.
"It looks good, but the artistic quality is not that good." Chopra muttered, and suddenly the rows of metal paperweights in the store's glass window caught her attention.
"Oh, welcome, sorry, I just went in to drink a glass of water and a guest came." A slightly fat middle-aged man walked out of the back room. (To be continued)