Antique Street Picks Up Advantages, Starting To Make Millions Of Profits!

Chapter 9

"What the hell are you talking to?" Wei

Dayong looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on.

Qin Ming is also the knowledge that has been made up for the past few days.

In the antique street, you can meet this kind of person who whispers in his ear.

In general, it is a new face.

"He just told me that there is something that has just been dug up!"

"If you agree, he will take you into a dark room, and you will never be able to get out without paging your thousands of dollars."

"Usually the people who are fooled into it are newcomers. "

Newcomer Xiaobai, it's not like they just listen to what they say, make up a story for you, sell it miserably, and you will believe it!"

Wei Dayong nodded again and again.

"I see

!" "Brother, what did you say, he was scared away directly?"

Qin Ming smiled slightly.

"I said you just graduated from the police academy!" "

He was scared away!"

Wei Dayong: ...

"Big brother, you are ruthless enough!" netizens

in the live broadcast room: ???

"This anchor is much stronger than yesterday!"

"I even know how to follow the fart!" "

In this industry, in addition to the fart, there are also stickers and selling mountain sounds."

"Sticking the boots is saying in your ear, this is Qianlong? This

is Yongle!" "Mao! Lord! Mao, Mao, Lao Mao!"

"But this person is gone, and you begin to wonder, is this Qianlong's, or Yongle?"

"The last mountain selling sound is a metaphor for a person with a loud voice, who can sell the sound to your ears across the mountain."

"Generally, shouting loudly on the edge of the stall, this is okay, this is Qianlong's, this can't reach Qianlong, it's almost meaningful!"

The people around immediately heard it, so they were able to attract a bunch of people to come over to see if this was Qianlong's or not.

"These are all relatively common routines!" "

In the antique street, just listen to it, and don't take anyone's words seriously."

"The upstairs can know so much. "

......

At this time, there were many people gathered on the side.

They are constantly crowded.

"Master, can you take a look at me?"

"Master, take a look at me first, I'll come first." "

Master... Guru...... Look at me first

!" "Don't squeeze the one in the back!"

At this moment, a man's voice came.

"Don't worry, come one by one, my master is fine today, there is time, don't worry!" Wei

Dayong suddenly became interested.

"On-site treasure appreciation?"

"Big brother, let's go over and take a look!"

Qin Ming nodded, also wanting to see what he was doing.

Isn't this a smashing of the field when appreciating treasures in the antique street?

Netizens looked at the scene in front of them and looked confused.

"What the hell is this for

?", "What the hell is treasure appreciation in the antique street?", "What are you doing here?smashing the field

?", "Antique street, these stall owners, don't they care?", "Isn't

it another script?",

"Treasure appreciation, what kind of script can there be

?" "

It's to identify your items as fakes for you, and then recycle them at a low price!".

At this time, Qin Ming's live broadcast camera was already aimed at the treasure master.

"You are a fake

!"\"Modern imitation of the Ming Dynasty vase is not worth anything

at all!\"Look at this color, the glaze color is not right!

""The traces on it are obviously all polished and worn by machine tools.

"A fake!"

"But we're here to recover these counterfeit antiques."

"I'll give you two hundred dollars for this bottle." Netizens

immediately understood the routine.

"It's really a routine!" "It's a

script again

?" "Isn't this a typical example of saying that your antiques are fake, and then the experts sell them themselves

?" "This is also

a trick?" "This deception is too low-end, isn't it?"

Qin Ming looked at the bottle in the man's hand.

It is indeed a fake, modern, worth nine points nine.

Qin Ming was a little confused.

"What kind of routine is

this?" "It's obviously a fake, but it's really recycled

?" "Is it really doing

charity?" "How can anyone be doing charity these days?" "

Then there is only one possibility, these people are fucking trusted!"

Netizens also saw this.

After all, in his live broadcast room, there are thousands of eyes and thousands of heads.

"This must be a trust!" "With so many people as a trust, it seems that this matter is not simple!"

"This must be a

very big pit, waiting for someone to jump in."

"It's kind of interesting!"

"Over the years, there have been more and more deceptions, and they have become more and more sophisticated.

Qin Ming was also watching from the sidelines, what kind of script it was.

Experts identified several antiques in a row, all of which were fakes.

But they were all recycled back by experts.

Qin Ming had already seen that they were picking people to appraise them, and they didn't just come here and give them an appraisal.

There was no queue at all, a bunch of people gathered around.

And the apprentice of the expert, appoint someone nearby to identify.

It seems that the antiques that were identified and recovered were all their own people.

Money is just the same as changing the left pocket for the right pocket.

At this time, a man came to identify a stone with a stone.

"Expert, show me this stone!"

the expert picked up the stone and looked at it.

In his eyes, a look of surprise suddenly appeared.

The look of surprise disappeared in the blink of an eye.

However, expert Nunu shook his head and said, "You are a fake Tianhuang Shoushan Stone.

"The shine on it is made. "

The market price is only a few dozen yuan! But this fake Tianhuang Shoushan stone can be regarded as a decades-old object, so I will give you a thousand yuan, you can sell it to me!"

The expert tried his best to restrain his excitement.

On the surface, I couldn't see it, but people in the back could see that he was shaking his legs vigorously.

Obviously a sign of nervousness.

However, Qin Ming looked at the Tianhuang Shoushan Stone in his hand.

[Items, stones.] [

Age, Modern

!] [Value: Worthless!]

Looking at the performance of the experts, Qin Ming thought it was true.

After all, the surprise of the expert just now was only for a moment, and Qin Ming was also in full view.

I thought it was true, but the expert bought him at a low price.

Those who know Tian Huang know that Tian Huang Stone can be described as sky-high, almost 1,000 yuan per gram.

The Tian Huang Shou Mountain Stone in front of him is worth at least five or six million.

"It's fake?"

Suddenly Qin Ming understood what kind of routine this was.

It turns out that this fake Tianhuang Shoushan Stone is the main event, and the previous ones are all foreshadowing, in order to attract the people around.

The expert deliberately showed a hint of surprise.

The audience will think that this Tian Huang Shoushan stone is real.

And the experts deliberately said that it was fake!

Then there will be, people who are destined, come out to pick up this piece of Tianhuang Shoushan stone.

At this time, the treasure connoisseur looked puzzled.

"It's fake?"

"It's our ancestor

!" "It's only worth five hundred dollars, and I want to sell it for my daughter's treatment

!" "Hey!"

the man sighed.

"I'll take a look at it again

!" "It's worth five hundred, I won't buy it, after all, it's a family heirloom, keep it!"