Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter 4: Xiaobai takes me to make money

Lin Chen nodded seriously.

"I will feed you some meat more or less every day."

Xiaobai took up his paw and wiped his face.

"Then why don't you go out and make money?"

Lin Chen walked to the door and took out the key with one hand to open the door.

"How easy is it to make money?"

Xiaobai: "Meow, isn't it easy to make money? I was the last owner. I lived in a big villa and smoked cigars. I made hundreds of thousands of money every day when I made phone calls every minute."

Lin Chen was speechless.

"Go, I will take you to make money!"

Hearing that his cat food was about to be detained, Xiao Bai was more active than anyone else and threw directly from Lin Chen's arms.

"Hey, where are you going, wait for me!"

If it hadn't been for knowing that Xiaobai was extraordinary, Lin Chen wouldn't have been able to chase it out directly.

"Jumao Ancient City."

The largest ancient street in the magic capital.

Everything in it is modeled on ancient scenery, attracting many crews to shoot here, and it is also the largest antique market in the city.

At first, Lin Chen didn't know why Xiaobai brought him here.

But when he suddenly heard some small sounds around him, his heart suddenly burst.

He seemed to suddenly understand why he was so poor for more than two decades.

Jinshan and Yinshan are all outside, he can't get out if he doesn't open the door, and he can't pick it up if he has money!

Seeing Lin Chen's shock, he sat in front of him and licked the mat, expressing a quick compliment on me.

Lin Chen picked up the cat and walked to the nearest stall with a smile.

This long street stall sells some modern antiques.

Maybe it's better to be fooled in modern times. Occasionally, there are some things that look very old, and the stall owners will introduce you to you with a mysterious face.

What a chamber pot used by a certain empress.

What kind of brush used by Emperor Xuanzang.

This brush is rusty! You really treat us like Shabi...

"Liu Daqian's paintings in his youth? Haha, modern craftsmanship imitations! But it's also considered a high imitation masterpiece, and it's really easy for ordinary people to lose sight."

Lin Chen wandered around to a stall where Hu Chuhai was blowing.

Many tourists gathered in this stall, all of them were listening to the stall owner boasting about the so-called authentic piece of Liu Daqian-Hengdao Landscape!

But just at the climax of the stall owner's blow, an untimely sound suddenly interrupted all of this.

The stall owner almost immediately turned his head and looked at it fiercely.

Cutting off a person's wealth is like killing a parent. Generally speaking, even if someone who knows it is a fake, he won't be boring and tell it.

It's one thing to believe it or not, it's another to be thankless.

But when the stall owner saw who was speaking, the gloom on his face disappeared.

With a respectful face, he said, "It turned out to be Mr. Xu from Jubao Pavilion. I...I just do a little business."

Lin Chen turned to look around, and found that the old and the young were standing behind him.

The old man, dressed in gray, had muddy eyes, but a little bit of light leaked out of it.

This is the young and old Xu from the stall owner, standing next to Lin Chen's right hand. She is a beautiful woman in her early twenties.

Just standing there, you can see these four fonts vividly and vividly.

Look at the gentle temperament of others, then look at yourself...Well, a bookish style, it's hard to say that it's suave and graceful, but it's not bad?

Old Xu glanced at the stall owner.

"Doing this kind of business comes at the gate of Jubao Pavilion? Can I leave it alone?"

The stall owner could not help but apologize.

Old Xu swiped his sleeves, turned his head and said to the girl: "Miss, this stall is full of modern handicrafts. The authentic ones are hard to find. Let's go back first."

Lin Chen saw that the three characters Jubaoge were behind him.

This is a big auction house.

So this is the young owner of the auction house?

Then Mr. Xu should be an appraiser.

Generally, the appraisers hired by such big auction houses are those with good qualifications and reputation in the industry.

Lin Chen rolled her eyes and suddenly got up and smiled: "That's not necessarily true. Maybe there are two genuine goods on the boss's stall?"

When Xu Lao heard this voice, he knew he was talking about himself, and when he looked back, he was a young man with a straight beard, and shook his head and laughed.

"What I have seen is really true, and false is false."

Lin Chen also smiled, and pointed to the pile of things on the stall and said, "You said it's all fakes?"

The beautiful eyes of the girl on the side flowed, looking at Lin Chen curiously.

Mr. Xu carefully scanned the items on the stall again, believing himself: “As long as it is the items displayed on this stall, none of them are true, and those modern Republican gadgets will not be counted.”

Lin Chen nodded and nodded, oh.

Then squatted down and picked up a picture: "I think there are some good old things in it."

Old Xu didn't even look at it. He just chuckled, "Really? Why don't you find out and open my eyes."

Mr. Xu's words were purely joking, and the verbal bet he made with the junior Lin Chen seemed to be of similar nature and was just fun.

Lin Chen pointed directly to the small painting in his hand and said, "How do you like this painting?"

Old Xu reduced the smile on his face, lowered his head and took a few serious glances.

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