Almighty male god of god-level selection system

Mr. Wang?

Lin Fan didn't know him.

However, since there is such a title, it means that Mr. Wang's status in this antique street is not low.

Sure enough, after discovering that this person was Mr. Wang, people started talking about it.

"I didn't expect it was Mr. Wang. This is my first time seeing Mr. Wang!"

"This is also the second time I've met Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang hasn't been out for a long time, but this young man doesn't seem to know who Mr. Wang is. He looks so confused."

"It's normal if you don't know them. After all, are there any young men who care about antiques nowadays? Apart from those who are engaged in this field, there are basically none. And this young man looks quite unfamiliar, so he probably doesn't belong to this industry."

Although people were discussing, no one told Lin Fan who Mr. Wang was.

Therefore, Lin Fan couldn't help but ask: "Um, excuse me, I want to ask, who is Mr. Wang?"

Soon, people were telling him about it.

Only then did Lin Fan know Mr. Wang's status on this street.

Mr. Wang, there is a shop on this antique street with the longest history.

Moreover, Mr. Wang is also very good at appraising antiques, and there are very few antiques that he misjudges.

It is precisely because of this that Mr. Wang has a high status on this street and is quite famous in this industry.

However, outsiders don't know much about him.

"Okay, let's go get it appraised."

Even after knowing the identity of Mr. Wang, Lin Fan still insisted on his own ideas.

With the god-level detection skills, all information about the hairpin is invisible.

Lin Fan was very sure that this hairpin was made in the Ming Dynasty, and it was in the early Ming Dynasty.

As for why this middle-aged man got this hairpin, everyone has their own circumstances, and it doesn't matter to him.

There is an appraisal agency nearby.

Generally speaking, it is a transaction in which both money and goods are settled. Once the money is given, it is impossible to regret it.

These are the unwritten rules of this antique street and everyone must abide by them.

Therefore, I am not worried about someone coming back to make trouble after the appraisal. I can only blame my poor eyesight.

A group of people went to the appraisal agency in great numbers.

The appraisal agency knew that Mr. Wang was coming, so it opened the door to help and immediately sent people to start the appraisal.

After two hours of waiting, the appraisal report finally came out.

This kind of appraisal report is the result of staff in the appraisal agency going through various verifications and even using various instruments to detect it. Generally, it is error-free.

The appraisal report showed that Lin Fan's judgment was correct.

Mr. Wang looked very surprised, then he sighed and said with some self-deprecation: "I'm old, I'm old, I can't see clearly now!"

"No, no, Mr. Wang, you still have a sword. It's just that this guy is lucky."

Immediately there were people on the sidelines flattering me.

However, his flattery was not very good, and Mr. Wang had no reaction after hearing this.

"Young man, I have a rule when betting on antiques with others. If I lose, the other party can go to my shop to pick out an antique. I wonder if you are interested in taking a look, young man?"

Going to pick out antiques?

Lin Fan was naturally interested and nodded immediately.

"Then please ask Mr. Wang to lead the way."

The two of them walked to Mr. Wang's shop together, and everyone else who had joined in the fun also left.

Mr. Wang's shop was located in a relatively conspicuous location on the antique street. Lin Fan walked in and saw an unexpected person in the shop: Meng Shiting.

Meng Shiting was also a little surprised when she saw Lin Fan.

"Why are you here?"