I Have a Treasure Trove

Hearing the system's words, Qin Yun slapped his head.

The stock market is the easiest place to lose money. He was only thinking about losing money just now, but he didn't expect that he actually bought stocks for a period of time before, and he made a lot of money.

The loss in the stock market must represent his overall loss. For example, if he earned 10 million before and lost 10,000 today, that means he still earned 9.99 million in the stock market, which is definitely not a loss.

"Then I have to find other industries that I have no exposure to and let myself lose money." Qin Yun thought to himself.

He definitely can't touch clothing stores, and he can't touch the stock market and lottery, which are the easiest places to lose money.

So what else can he do?

For a while, Qin Yun felt very distressed and couldn't think of any other way.

It is actually easy for an ordinary person to lose this money, but he has wealth luck and can pick up money on the road.

No, as soon as he stopped the car and walked on the road, Qin Yun saw a black wallet appearing on the edge of the grass in front, and there were even two red photos of Grandpa Mao exposed in the wallet.

He went to pick up the wallet, then stood here, thinking about countermeasures.

Within a few minutes, a girl in her twenties hurried over, as if she was looking for something.

Seeing this, Qin Yun walked up and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Hello handsome."

Seeing Qin Yun, the girl hurriedly said, "Excuse me, did you see a black wallet? I accidentally dropped it just now."

Hearing this, Qin Yun said, "What's in your black wallet?"

Seeing Qin Yun asking about this, the girl probably knew that Qin Yun picked it up, and quickly said: "There is my ID card in the wallet, my name is Zhao Ting, and there are 300 yuan in the wallet, and there are two photos... "

She spoke quickly.

Qin Yun nodded and said, "Take a look, is this the wallet you lost?"

Seeing the black wallet, Zhao Ting's face was full of joy, she checked it quickly, nodded and said, "This is mine!"

She quickly thanked: "Thank you."

Qin Yun waved his hand, didn't say much, but walked towards the distant market while thinking.

"Xiaoting, did you find your wallet?"

Someone called and asked.

"I found it. A handsome guy picked it up and gave it back to me." The girl called and said happily.

Looking at Qin Yun's back, she seemed to feel that this handsome guy was troubled.

Even she can tell that Qin Yun is thinking about something, which is probably very troublesome.

But what is this trouble? The so-called tall, rich and handsome, now that the handsome guy is tall and handsome, the only thing he lacks is rich, so he should be worrying about making money, right?

Zhao Ting thought with certainty in her heart.

...

At this time, Qin Yun came to a street, and there were people selling various things on both sides of the street.

Since lottery tickets and other things cannot be bought, what Qin Yun thinks of now is to buy other things.

"The prices of most things are normal, and there is no loss of money."

Qin Yun thought about it silently, and looked in front of him: "But antiques are an exception."

Right in front of you is an antique market.

For example, a bottle of water costs one yuan, three yuan, or five yuan. It is not a loss to buy these, but there are some exceptions, that is, antiques!

You may buy a sky-high price, but it is worthless, or you may buy a very cheap thing, but it turns out to be a sky-high price.

At this time, in the antique market, many people were looking at things in front of the various stalls.

They basically stayed in front of the booth for several minutes to see if they could find some good things, and some people were watching with a magnifying glass.

If you find an antique, it's basically a deal.

There have been several such things in this antique market before, which makes many people interested in it.

Everyone believes in their own eyesight, others can't find it, maybe they can find it directly.

In fact, most of these stalls are handicrafts. Even if they are called antiques from the Ming and Song dynasties, they are actually modern imitations.

Of course, there is also a trace of the truth, which depends on your own vision. Sometimes the stall owner does not know whether the things he sells are true or not.

"There are many fakes in the antique market, and many of them are expensive. It is a bad thing for others, but it is a good thing for me."

Qin Yun thought to himself: "If I buy a fake at a high price, won't I lose money?"

He is now here to lose money. After thinking about it, this antique market is very suitable for him.

Moreover, he had never bought these things before, and today was the first time that he would not lose the profits he made from buying antiques before.

Looking at the various booths, Qin Yun was also looking for his target.

"The price is too low, don't."

Although it is an antique market, most of them are handicrafts. The prices are actually not high, and there are a few yuan. Buying these is of no use to Qin Yun's loss.

"This is a bit like the real thing, so you can't buy it."

"That one looks old, like it's been there for many years, it can't be bought."

Qin Yun walked around, constantly excluding pieces that might be real antiques.

In fact, there are not many antiques with a price of tens of thousands of yuan, and these all look like real ones.

If it doesn't, you can tell it's fake at a glance, and you won't sell it at such an expensive price.

What Qin Yun has to do now is to find out the fakes from these.

He knew that most of what he saw must be fakes, but he didn't dare to choose.

With his luck, if he happens to find a real one and the profits come up, it will be too difficult to lose money later.

In this case, Qin Yun can only change to another industry and continue to lose money.

"Huh? Handsome guy, is that you?"

Standing in front of a booth, Qin Yun was watching, when suddenly a surprised voice came, and a girl came in front of him.

Looking at the girl's face, it was Zhao Ting who lost her wallet before.

"Xiao Ting, who is this handsome guy?"

At this time, there are several people beside the girl, two men and two women, at this time the two girls smiled and said.

The girl Zhao Ting explained: "Didn't I lose my money before? This handsome guy helped me find it."

She looked at Qin Yun, thanked him again, and then said curiously, "Are you coming to see the antiques too?"

"Um."

Qin Yun nodded and dealt with it casually, without any desire to speak.

"This handsome guy is quite aloof."

Watching Qin Yun continue to look at the antiques, the people around the girl Xiaoting secretly thought.

"Xiao Ting."

At this time, a boy said with a smile, "You can buy any antiques you like directly. It is my gift to you."

"Wow, Zhang Dafuhao, only for Xiaoting, do we have it?"

"Yes, we are Xiaoting's girlfriends, you can figure it out."

After his words fell, the other two girls smiled and said.