"What, can those beads be worth 1,500 yuan?" After hearing Lao Ma's words, Fang Yi Ge San was stunned. They originally thought that the old man was not smart enough to suffer, but they didn't expect that the loss was the few of them.

"If I didn't take it wrong, it should be..."

Lao Ma nodded seriously. He is also an old man in Chaotiangong antique market. Although he doesn't do much business related to cultural relics, he still has eyesight. Not to mention anything else, the patina of the beads is much thicker than what Fang Yi took out of the glass cabinet.

"Oh, then we may really sell it cheap..." The fat man slapped his thigh and showed a regretful expression on his face. He thought that this first order was a good start, but who knew that someone else had found a vacant.

"Why didn't Brother Man explain to us?" Fang Yi shook his head. When he was in the store, Man Jun explained it very carefully. Fang Yi clearly remembered that he did not seem to mention the beads.

"Maybe Lao Man has misunderstood..."

Lao Ma smiled and said, "The old man's surname was Zhao just now. He is an old professor at the Academy of Fine Arts. He has a vicious vision. If he buys things in the future, you can be more careful. Don't worry about such small leaks. By the way, someone has spent more than 200 yuan to buy things worth hundreds of thousands..."

In the past two thousand years, although the antique market has been filled with all kinds of fakes, relatively speaking, there are still some genuine products mixed in it. However, it is really difficult to find a few genuine products in this huge market.

Of course, nothing is absolute, and such things still happen from time to time. Last year, a well-known collector in the Jinling Antiques Store spent 280 yuan to buy an inkstone covered with dirt and broken inflorescence on a street stall in the market.

After the collector took the inkstone home and cleaned it up, he found that it was actually a Song Dynasty ancient inkstone, and there was still a deposit on it. So the collector brought the inkstone to the capital and found several experts to identify it. After the result came out, the entire antique business was shocked.

What no one expected was that after expert research, this incomplete inkstone was actually made by Su Shi and Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty. It was also the inkstone he had always used in his early years. It has extremely high archaeological value and collection value.

Someone once estimated the price of this inkstone. Even if it is not a conservative estimate, the market price of this Dongpo Chengni Ancient Inkstone will be more than 300,000 yuan. I bought something worth 300,000 yuan for just 280 yuan, which is a thousand times more. The collector definitely found a huge leak.

As soon as this incident happened, the Jinling antique market became famous throughout the country. Many collectors from all over the country rushed to Jinling, hoping to use their fiery eyes to pick up a leak. Many real things were found, but no one could encounter such a big leak again.

"Oh, the person who sold the inkstone for 280 yuan is not worth it yet?"

After listening to Lao Ma's talk about this, the imbalance caused by the fat man's selling things cheaply just now finally felt much more comfortable. Compared to the unlucky guy, the beads sold by Fang Yi were nothing at all.

Lao Ma sighed as he spoke, even if someone had been picked up by someone, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Xiao Fang, you guys must remember that those who can make a name for themselves in the antiques business must be people with vision. This is not a chance for luck. To be honest, I am also at a loss..."

Last year, Lao Ma entered a batch of bronze ancient mirrors. He realized that all of these ancient mirrors were faked from the back. The copper rust on them was probably buried underground and the purchase price was not expensive. A mirror costs fifty yuan.

The next day, Lao Ma set up this batch of ancient mirrors on the stall. The ones he sold were not expensive, and he chose them casually for 200 yuan. Not to mention that although these bronze ancient mirrors were all fake, they were of good quality and were very fooled at home. So it took only two or three days to sell all of Lao Ma's bronze mirrors.

Originally, even though this matter was over, what Lao Ma was unexpected was that on the third day after the bronze mirror was sold, a customer returned to the market and found Lao Ma and asked him if there were any bronze mirrors for sale a few days ago. If there were any, he would wrap them all around.

Seeing the man's anxious look, Lao Ma was a little surprised, so he asked the man why he wanted to buy an ancient mirror. But after asking the whole story, Lao Ma wanted to give himself a big mouth. It was okay if he didn't know about it, but Lao Ma felt very uncomfortable after knowing it.

It turned out that after this man bought a bronze mirror, he felt that the copper rust on it was a bit ugly, so he found a piece of whetstone and sandpaper to dispose of all the copper rust in front and behind the mirror.

It doesn't matter if this is done. The man found that it was really a bronze mirror, and there were subtle patterns engraved with twelve zodiac signs on it. The craftsmanship was definitely not like a modern imitation or intentionally made old.

This collector also had something to do with it. He immediately found an expert from the Jinling Museum to help him take a look. After the expert's identification, it should be an ancient bronze mirror of the Han Dynasty, with a market value of about 15,000 to 30,000.

There are basically no secrets in the antiques business, and the man found another leak, so the matter soon spread. It made Lao Ma laugh for a long time, and several years have passed. Sometimes when people were drinking together, some people took this matter out and said something.

"The water in this business is not as deep as it is..."

When they heard Lao Ma reveal his ugly appearance, Fang Yi and Fatty and Sanpao looked at each other. It was not until then that they realized that if they really wanted to make a living in the antique business, they had to learn some relevant knowledge, otherwise they wouldn't know what was going on if they were cheated to death.

"Brother Ma, then please help us see if there are any valuable things in this cabinet?" The fat man pulled and pulled Lao Ma to the front of his stall. No matter what, Lao Ma's eyesight is definitely stronger now than the few of them.

"It's gone, it's all ordinary things..."

Lao Ma glanced at the counter and found that the beads sold by Fang Yi and the others had oxidized patinas for some years, but they should have been left for too long and lacked people to play with. The luster of these beads looked very dull and not very valuable.

"Strange, Old Man Monkey Sperm, why didn't you see the string of beads?" After returning to his stall, Old Ma couldn't help but mutter.

Lao Ma is also an old man in the market. He debuted at the Chaotian Palace Antique Market at the same time as Man Jun, but a few years later, Man Jun has rented a shop and became the boss. Lao Ma is still a vendor. In addition to the factors in dealing with people, Lao Ma's understanding and vision are also far from that of Man Jun.

"Fatty, Sanpao, I don't think we all need to squat here to watch the stall..."

After listening to Lao Ma talk about the few things about picking up bargains in the antique market, Fang Yi thought for a while and said, "You can't learn anything when you sit in the stall. As far as I see, we take turns to watch the stalls, leaving only one person at a time, and the other two people wander around the market. You can learn something if you read more or less..."

"Xiao Fang, that's right. This will allow you to integrate into this industry as quickly as possible..." Hearing Fang Yi's arrangement, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the old horse next to him.

Lao Ma knew best what Man Jun did back then, throwing the stall to others to help watch, running around in the market all day long, wanting to know everything that was silly. At that time, many people said that Man Jun was not doing his job properly and didn't care about setting up a stall.

But half a year later, many people suddenly discovered that Man Jun, who was a newbie in antique business, was no less than those old people who had been with this industry for more than ten years, and were very bold and decisive in doing things. After receiving several orders, they could not get the right things, and suddenly they gained a foothold in the antique market.

Afterwards, some people said that Man Jun was brave, while others said that Man Jun was lucky.

But Lao Ma, who debuted at the same time as Man Jun, saw another trick, that is, Man Jun's success was not accidental, because Man Jun had a natural sense of keenness and sense of smell for this industry, and knew where to find an opportunity to get in. Now Lao Ma has discovered this characteristic in Fang Yi.

"Fang Yi, then you can watch first, Sanpao and I will take a walk?" The fat man was a person who couldn't sit still. Hearing Fang Yi say this, he immediately stood up.

However, the fat man had just stood up and before he could finish his words, he sat back and said with a flattering smile: "Hey, this sister, what do you want to buy?"

"Sister? Am I very old?" A crisp and young voice sounded.

"No, no, don't look old, you look a few years younger than me..." Hearing the female questioning, the fat man almost cried. He just called the lady and was scolded by the cow. He changed his words and called the eldest sister. Why is the girl standing by the counter not satisfied?

"Fatty, I'll do it..." Seeing that the fat man was defeated, Fang Yi couldn't help but shake his head. After pulling the fat man back to the chair, Fang Yi's eyes looked at the girl standing in front of him, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although Fang Yi has been on the mountain for so many years and has seen women either children under the age of ten or aunts over forty, this does not hinder Fang Yi's aesthetic view, and the girl in front of him can definitely be called a great beauty.

The girl should be about 18 or 19 years old, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a pair of seven-quarter jeans on the lower body and a white T-shirt and a short-sleeved shirt on the upper body. The simple combination perfectly reveals the lines of her body. Some celebrities that Fang Yi has seen in the pictorial seem to be inferior to this girl.
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