Zhou Zhou and Er Mao seemed to have some troubles this time, and they walked up to Badou dejectedly.
The two of them were a little surprised, seeing Croton still working hard to explain the products on the stall in front of him to tourists.
Er Mao and Zhou Zhou were a little angry at that time.
Er Mao said, "Ba Dou, what are you doing here?"
"You want to set up a street stall?" Zhou Zhou asked in disbelief.
Who would have thought that it would be a good thing not to ask, but when asked, Badou immediately said with a sad face, "The boss here just now, that uncle, said that he didn't believe the seal I gave him, but he found someone, but he didn't
I found out the authenticity, but after transferring it to a few people, the seal could no longer be found..."
When Zhou Zhou and Er Mao heard this, they immediately realized there was a problem, "Ba Dou, my sister, you have fallen into a trap."
"No way?" Badou stared at Zhou Zhou and Er Mao doubtfully.
Just listen to Zhou Zhou say, "No way? Okay..." Zhou Zhou looked at Badou Shou's stall.
I saw hundreds of collections of various items on this stall.
Zhou Zhou picked up a piece, Jiufeng Ming Cui Zhan, and said, "Ba Dou, see for yourself. Brother Hai said that the glaze of this kind of cup is made of metal mixed with cooked earth. The glaze is smooth and transparent, and the dividing point is
The edges of the pattern are very clear.”
"But look at this glaze? What does it feel like?"
Croton took the lamp and took a closer look. "The pattern of this lamp has blurred boundaries, and the ring at the center of the pattern is not smooth and transparent. The most obvious thing is its bottom, the base of the lamp. The soil of the base of the lamp is loose and has pores."
It’s thick and the workmanship looks very crude.”
Not to mention asking a master to identify this kind of lamp, even Croton himself knew that this kind of lamp was made in batches by a small workshop using the cooked earth glazing process, and it cost only 20 yuan at most.
When Croton saw this, he felt nervous and quickly picked up another glazed glass bottle from the stall.
This bottle is very exquisitely made, it feels round and smooth, and the color transition is very natural. Croton carefully distinguished the subtle cracks in the glaze, and it seemed to be quite good.
Badou breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of bottle is in such high condition. With the antique knowledge learned from Brother Wang Yunhai, it must be worth one or two million, right?
But when he turned the bottom of the bottle over, he saw an antique barcode sticker.
"What is this?" Croton saw this kind of label for the first time, so he pulled the label off, and saw a blank pull-out underneath the label.
"Hide your old hat?"
Croton was so angry that he sat down on the ground. This kind of bottle is made of glass imitation ceramics. Because the glass is drawn, it will have a drawing opening, and this opening will leave some traces.
Therefore, in order to make the fakes look real, antique dealers are commonly known as Mao Ye. Mao Ye will use various methods to cover up such small flaws, such as labeling, making small cracks, carving small flowers, or other techniques.
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However, even if you use cover-up methods, there is a difference between high and low. The less valuable the thing is, the most clumsy and clumsy methods will be used, such as just sticking a worthless paper label on it. This actually proves the thing.
Not worth much either.
Badou also seemed to realize that he had been fooled. After being stunned for a while, his brain came to his senses. In desperation, he grabbed five or six collections on the stall and inspected them one by one.
There is no real thing at the stall, they are all fake.
Judging from Croton's own knowledge, all the products in this stall are not worth two thousand yuan in total.
"I've been fooled again!" Badou looked at Zhou Zhou and Er Mao with a sad face.
"Brother Zhou Zhou, what should Brother Ermao do now?"
Just listen to Zhou Zhou say, "You are a loser, what else can you do now?"
But in Nangeda Hutong, where there are over 100,000 people every day, how should we find it?
The three people gathered around the stall, exhausted and unable to do anything.
Just as the three of them were struggling, Er Mao noticed a stall owner in his 40s at the stall next to him and glanced over at him.
This look contains many meanings!
This is a special look, like the look of a thief who steals something and then entrusts another person to see how the stolen owner reacts.
Seeing this look, Er Mao had almost guessed it.
"Hmph!" Ermao sneered, "Okay, it's not a big deal, right?"
Er Mao casually grabbed a large ceramic plate from the Badao stall and dropped it to the ground with a "pop!"
The large ceramic plate instantly shattered into dozens of fragments.
Zhou Zhou and Croton looked at Er Mao in confusion.
Don't know what he wants to do.
But Ermao seemed to be angry, so he picked up another large piece of porcelain and "threw it to the stall next to it with a bang."
That’s it!
The big porcelain that Ermao threw out casually, crackled and broke a lot of things in the stall next door.
"You're crazy!"
The owner of the stall next door suddenly stood up.
"I'm so crazy, I...!"
Ma Ziermao was really going crazy and threw another thing away.
"There was a loud bang of ping-pong." A lot of things were smashed this time.
The stall owner's face fell and he waved his hands to the left and right.
Immediately, dozens of people surrounded Badou Shou's stall.
Each of these people has a face full of anger, and they are not easy to mess with at first glance.
The stall owner smiled coldly, "According to the rules of the industry, if a friend smashes something, he must be compensated at 70% of the transaction price. Now you have thrown away a total of 11 pieces of my collection, and one of these 11 pieces has been lost."
, Eight Treasures Luminous Basin, this Eight Treasures Luminous Basin was washed by Emperor Qianlong. It was auctioned in Europe last month for a sky-high price of 30 million..."
"Well, I see you're not a rich man either. A compensation of 20 million is enough."
Croton took a breath when he heard this.
"Oh my god, even if you cut me into pieces, you won't be able to get that much money, right?"
Er Mao is not afraid at all when encountering such a situation now!
Ermao pulled Croton behind him and said to those people, "30 million, why don't you go and grab it? Don't think I don't know that all your broken copper cans are knock-offs."
Er Mao said and looked at the people gathered around him, "I can compensate you for hitting something. I will pay you ten yuan. If you want it, don't get out!"
Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhou said in unison on this side, "Er Mao, your brain is so funny, are these junk goods worth ten yuan? Just pay fifty cents!"
"Stop, stop, stop." A big man with a square face stood up among the group of people.
The square-faced man sneered, "Emotions, are you guys playing with us?"
"I won't give you a few brothers today. Let's show some color and see if we can't fight, right?"
"No, no, no, no," Ermao said with a smile, "We are so scared, come on! Hehe!"
With the strength of Zhou Zhou and Badou now, not to mention these dozens of people, even if two or three hundred people came to fight, they would not be able to take advantage of them in the slightest.
The square-faced man had no idea how powerful he was, and his face fell. But looking at the expressions of Ermao and the others, they were not nervous or afraid at all. He had some idea in his mind that he must have encountered a tough opponent this time.
Got an idea.
But he just didn't believe it. No matter how hard the idea was, it couldn't withstand the crowd. Everyone rushed forward and beat the old master to death with random punches. He didn't believe that these three people could withstand the siege of so many people.
Thus, a terrible battle began.
Three minutes later, forty or fifty people fell to the ground, wailing non-stop!
The square-faced man in the lead was no exception.
Until Ermao grabbed him whole and lifted him up.
He finally panicked.
"Tell me." Er Mao asked directly, "Where did you hide my brother's seal?"
The big man with dialect looked at the brothers all over the ground, howling like ghosts and wolves.
He was really scared, but he couldn't admit it! He couldn't admit it either!
So he was prepared to refuse to admit his guilt.
"null!"
Ermao punched him in the stomach, and the square-faced man screamed, and a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
He gritted his teeth and endured it.
At this time, I heard Er Mao say, "My patience is limited, young master. Do you believe that I can kill you with one punch?"
Others may not believe this, but the square-faced man in front of me does.
It can be seen that he didn't use any force in that punch just now.
If he used his strength, it would be really easy to kill himself.