After finding a place to park the car, a group of people walked into Xiguan Antiques City.

This antique street is located next to Liwan Lake Park. It is quiet and elegant, with antique flavor and antique. It is not only a place that antique enthusiasts in Yangcheng often come to, but also a cultural attraction that foreign tourists like to visit. It is similar to Panjiayuan and Liulichang in the capital.

As soon as he walked into Xiguan Antique City, Wu Yan couldn't wait to say, "San brother, hurry up and use your divine eyes to see which things are treasures."

"Don't worry." Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "If you want to find a bargain and buy a good baby at a low price, you must have luck in addition to having eyesight. Let's take a walk slowly, the baby will not be anxious."

While speaking, he quietly released a fortune-telling technique to himself and Wu Yan, which made his luck much higher, thereby increasing his chances of meeting a baby.

Wu Yan didn't know what Zhao Yuan did in secret, so he scratched his head and said, "Third brother, what you said is, I'm too anxious."

Zhao Yuan looked at the shops on both sides of the street and asked, "Tell me, how much money can you buy a baby? Later, when I bargain with someone, I will have a clear idea in my heart."

"It's about 30,000 yuan, I only have that much money." Wu Yan felt a little embarrassed.

Thirty thousand yuan may not be small in other places, but it is really not enough in the antique market. Especially what he wants is antiques that can be given to his grandfather as a birthday gift, but he can't just buy some copper coins and other things to pass it over.

Zhao Yuan didn't say anything. The 30,000 yuan was indeed not much, but he was lucky enough to buy a good baby.

His and Wu Yan's luck has been improved by the transfer technique. It depends on how good it can be.

"Puppet Master, scan the objects I see and mark their years." Zhao Yuan walked into a small shop on the side of the road and issued an order at the same time.

The puppet master's emotionless voice rang out: "Affect the order."

The next second, Zhao Yuan found that there were some more words in his vision.

These words float on what he sees, each of them is different.

For example, what Zhao Yuan was looking at at the moment was that the beautiful vase placed in the glass cabinet had a "fifteenth" floating on his head, and the words "seventy" floating above the somewhat old plate next to him were suspended.

Zhao Yuan had already made a judgment in his mind, but he still had to make sure: "Puppet Master, do these numbers represent the year when the object existed? Fifteen represents the one made fifteen years ago, and seventy represents the one from seventy years ago?"

"Yes."

Zhao Yuan nodded slightly, and it would be much more convenient to see the year numbers directly.

Seeing a customer entering the store, the boss greeted him and introduced enthusiastically: "Are you interested in the vase I collected? You are really aware of the goods. My vase is a blue and white porcelain vase from the Ming Dynasty, and the appearance is so good! It's not that I brag, in the entire Xiguan Antique City, this is definitely the best blue and white porcelain vase from the Ming Dynasty."

The boss talked endlessly, and also uttered a lot of professional words, and showed off a kind look, teaching how to distinguish the authenticity and year of porcelain. If Zhao Yuan had not already known that this vase was a modern imitation, he would probably have been fooled by the boss' enthusiasm, thinking that he was a good person rather than a profiteer.

Wu Yan and Hu Feifei were fooled by him.

The two looked at the vase using the method the boss just said. The more they looked at it, the more they felt that it was a real thing. They couldn't help asking, "Boss, how much does this vase cost?"

Seeing the fat sheep taking the bait, a trace of lust flashed in the boss's eyes, but hesitated, but he pretended to be very entangled and hesitant, and said, "To be honest, I didn't plan to sell this vase, and I wanted to keep it for myself. But I see that the few people are very obsessed with and are all treasure lovers like this. I will make a friend with you and sell it to you for 30,000 yuan!"

"Thirty thousand yuan?" Wu Yan was moved. He happened to have so much money, and buying a Ming Dynasty vase with such a good quality of 30,000 yuan is no different from picking it up for free. Fortunately, he was moved but he was not confused. He remained calm and turned his head to ask Zhao Yuan: "Three Brother, what do you think of this vase?"

"It's okay." Zhao Yuan said with a smile, "It's pretty in our dormitory, put some flowers in every day."

Wu Yan understood as soon as he heard it: "What do you mean, isn't this vase antique?"

Zhao Yuan replied: "The boss is very good at speaking, but unfortunately he tells lies. This vase is not an antique from the Ming Dynasty, it is clearly a product from more than ten years ago."

"Ah?" Wu Yan was stunned. He didn't expect that the thing he was looking for turned out to be a fake.

The boss was also stunned. He originally thought that these young people were fat sheep who didn’t know how to do it, but he never thought that he had met an expert.

Although he was exposed, he was not embarrassed. The water in the antique industry was already deep, and it was normal to use inferior products as good products and fake products as real products.

So he just bowed his hands and apologized casually: "I didn't expect to meet friends in the circle. I really took the initiative to show my ugly face just now. Just watch it, and call me if you need anything."

Since Zhao Yuan and others know how to be a good person, the boss will no longer introduce him. Only rookies who know nothing will believe in their introduction. Those who truly understand how to be a good person have their own way to distinguish the authenticity.

The boss turned around and returned to the place where he had sat before, but muttered in a low voice: "Where did this kid come out? His eyes are so poisonous!"

With Zhao Yuan Chaofan's hearing, he naturally heard his complaints and smiled slightly.

This kind of pretentious feeling is really good.

After scanning the shop, I found that except for fakes, most of the things here are from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, and the prices are not low.

"Let's go, let's change the place and see." With a greeting, Zhao Yuan led everyone out of the store.

As soon as he left the house, Hu Feifei sincerely admired: "Third Brother, you are so awesome. You can actually see the real situation of the vase in just a few glances. I was paying attention to the boss' reaction at that time. When he heard you, his face turned green."

Zhao Yuan laughed silently: "Not that exaggerated."

Wu Yanze said: "Of course my third brother's eyesight is nothing to say."

He wanted to praise Zhao Yuan for a few words, but as soon as he started speaking, he heard a voice coming from the side, interrupting his words.

"Oh, isn't this Wu Yan's cousin? Why, you also learn from me to the antique city to buy birthday gifts for the old man? Don't blame the brother for not reminding you that the antique industry is very deep, and your IQ can only be slaughtered by others! Learn from me? Can you learn it?"

This is sarcastic and arrogant, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

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