After Being Knocked Into The Air By The School Belle, I Gou Became The Richest Man In The World

The other party laughed loudly, "You are a layman at first glance."

"There are many versions of Yongzheng Tongbao. You belong to Baowu Bureau."

"How much money is it worth? If it's from other bureaus, I don't want it."

After the appraisal was completed, the middle-aged man said seriously, "Well, I won't lie to you, I want eight hundred yuan."

Chen Fan snatched it over. Antiques are valuable if you like them, and worthless if you don't.

"Buy it now, two thousand."

"I'll give it to you if you want it, don't pull it down."

"One thousand and two, no more!"

The middle-aged man seemed to really want it, so he called for a real price.

In fact, Chen Fan also checked on the Internet. A real Yongzheng Tongbao, the version in his own hand, is about one thousand to two thousand. Biqu library

But he paid Wang Hao216 by himself, and he didn't even earn a thousand yuan, so he quit.

"At least one thousand and fourteen, no bargaining!"

The middle-aged man said with a smile, "One thousand fourteen doesn't sound good, I'll give you one thousand three hundred and eight."

"make a deal!"

The middle-aged man was also an expert, so he paid the money without hesitation, and then handed Chen Fan a business card.

"Young man, if you have any good things in the future, you can come to Baibaozhai on Wenzheng Street to find me."

Seeing the 1380 yuan received on WeChat, Chen Fan really believed his eyes.

Since the information seen by the eyes is true, why do I have any scruples?

The door to wealth has been opened, and he doesn't want to waste time.

I walked around the Antique Street again. The real things here are indeed extremely rare, but they are not completely absent.

Sometimes some antique dealers collect some treasures from the countryside, even they themselves can't tell the authenticity, and they are so confused that they are cheap for others.

This is picking up leaks.

There are many things on the front booth.

Pottery, purple sand, porcelain, jade, jewelry... There are so many things to see.

Chen Fan glanced at it, and suddenly a message popped up in front of him: Imperial Snuff Bottle, 1832, Beijing.

There were more than a dozen snuff bottles on the booth, and only one of them popped up such a message.

Everything else is fake, or worthless street stuff.

Chen Fan is a layman anyway and doesn't understand anything, so he randomly picked up a fake and asked.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

The stall owner glanced at him, "Five thousand!"

What a joke.

Like this kind of fake, more than ten yuan a piece should be picked casually

?

He took it in his hand and tossed it, "Tell me the real price, I'll buy it for fun."

The other party glanced at him, and there was no business anyway, so he casually said, "You really want a thousand dollars, so take it!"

A thousand dollars can never buy real things, and real things must be more than one thousand dollars.

Chen Fan put it back again, pretending to be ready to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, come back!"

"How much do you pay?"

Sure enough, it's the same as selling clothes. If you don't want it, he calls you back again.

Chen Fan said boringly, "You really think of them as treasures! If it costs two hundred yuan, I'll buy one and play with it."

"Okay, okay! Okay, you pick one!"

The boss shook his head, business is hard these days.

I bought these things from the countryside for more than ten yuan each. Biqu library

If you encounter someone who doesn't know the goods, you can kill them if you can.

Anyway, there is a rule in Antique Street, regardless of whether the goods are genuine or not, you must buy them and leave your hands.

If you buy a fake, it means that you have poor eyesight and think you are unlucky.

If you find genuine products, that is also your luck.

Chen Fan paid two hundred yuan and took the snuff bottle away.

Baibaozhai, right?

Chen Fan rode a shared bicycle and came to Wenzheng Street according to the mobile phone navigation.

There are many tea houses and some antique shops on Wenzheng Street.

This is a famous leisure street in Jiangzhou. The people living here are very leisurely, without the depression of big cities.

Those who can open shops on this street have basically realized the freedom of wealth, drinking tea every day, and walking around.

As for the business of the store, they don't care.

When Chen Fan came to Baibaozhai, the middle-aged man who just bought his own copper coins happened to be there.

"Hey, little brother, why are you here?"

Chen Fan looked at his shop, his eyes were blinded by the antiques.

Numerous messages popped up in front of my eyes, explaining clearly the origins of these treasures.

Sure enough, he is an expert, and almost everything in his collection has a history.

Chen Fan took out the snuff bottle he just found, "I have something here, do you want to see it?"

"Hey! You really have a lot of treasures in your hand?"

"Why didn't you take it out just now?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized something, "You can't pick this up in Antique Street, can you?"

Chen Fan smiled, "Do you want it?"

The other party held it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then took out the magnifying glass.

The snuff bottle is painted, the painting is

Lady figure.

After looking at it, the other party said, "Although this is considered an antique, it is not an imperial item, it is just an ordinary palace snuff bottle. How much do you want to sell?"

Chen Fan said, "Mr. Zuo, although we only met today, it can be considered a fate."

"I don't know much about the antique industry, just look at the price."

"If I think I can sell it, I will sell it. If you don't treat me badly, I will sell you something in the future."

The implication is that if you deliberately kill me, the friendship will only be once, and there will never be a second time.

Zuo Handong smiled, "Tell me first how this came about?"

"Didn't you guess it just now?"

Chen Fan didn't hide it either, Zuo Handong said in surprise, "Where did you really find it?"

He gave Chen Fan a thumbs up.

This young man is probably lying if he doesn't understand. If he really doesn't understand, can he find such a treasure?

He pondered for a while, "Since you trust me so much, then I will give you a real price."

"This snuff bottle is only worth 60,000 to 70,000 yuan in the market. How much profit can you give me?"

He is also very sophisticated, the value of things is here, if you want to make money, I also want to make money.

Depends on your appetite? Is it worth dating.

Chen Fan didn't expect the other party to push the problem to himself, so he simply said, "Give me 50,000! How much you can earn from the rest is up to you."

"Happy! Deal."

Zuo Handong admired this young man more and more, he was straightforward and courageous.

He transferred 50,000 yuan to Chen Fan's account.

"Little brother, come to me if there are good things in the future."

Zuo Handong personally sent him to the door, and watched Chen Fan leave on a shared bicycle.

I resold two things this morning and made a profit of 50964.

Chen Fan is getting more and more confident.

But I am a student after all, and I can't go to the antique market every day to pick up leaks.

Besides, I also lack knowledge in this area. Although I know the origin of these things, I can't grasp many things.

There was also news about the stock market that he couldn't miss, so he ran to a securities company to open an account.

Set aside 3064, transfer all the remaining 48000 to the capital account of the stock market.

A message popped up on the newly downloaded stock trading software: Dongfeng Pharmaceutical rose by 10.02%.

Now with a slight drop of 1.32%, Chen Fan unceremoniously bought his entire position!