After driving home from the food street, Zhao's mother had already prepared dinner.

After washing my hands, I sat down at the dining table and started cooking. I was so busy that I didn't even bother to raise my head.

Mother Zhao looked at it and told him to eat slowly. After eating for forty minutes, she finished two large bowls of mackerel dumplings.

Zhao Yun didn't put down his bowls and chopsticks until he was full and his stomach couldn't hold it anymore.

No matter what delicious food he eats out, Zhao Yun still thinks the food at home is delicious because it tastes like his mother's.

After dinner, he watched TV and chatted with his parents in the living room.

Zhao Yun took a shower and then went back to his bedroom and lay down on the bed.

Because he didn't take a nap at noon, Zhao Yun quickly fell asleep

……

At eight o'clock the next morning, Zhao Yun got up and came out of the bedroom. When he saw that his parents were not at home, he must have gone to play with the neighbors!

I washed up and ate the breakfast my mother had left in the pot.

Zhao Yun went downstairs to start the live broadcast and said to the friends in the live broadcast room:

"Good morning everyone, today I will take you to visit the antique market in our hometown."

Zhao Yun finished speaking and drove towards the destination.

Twenty minutes later, when he arrived at the destination, Zhao Yun turned the camera to the antique market

"Damn it, anchor, your antique market is quite big!"

"Anchor, hurry in and interrogate them!"

……

Penglai has a long history and is a place with historical and cultural deposits. Human activities began in the late Paleolithic.

Many Neolithic sites such as the Liujiagou site and the Nanwangxu site have also been discovered.

A group of Western Zhou tombs were discovered in the village, and cultural relics such as copper tripods, copper bells, and various jades were unearthed.

It is precisely because of these historical deposits that cultural relic collections can be encountered frequently.

Penglai City Mopan Street Antique City was built in 2006 with a joint investment of 150 million yuan from members of the national and provincial collectors associations and people from the ancient cultural items collection community.

Because it is located on Mopan Street to the west of Qi Jiguang's hometown scenic spot, it is called"Mopan" Street Antique City".

There are many antique market stalls and shops, which open every Saturday.

Collection types include porcelain, jade, silverware, coins, ancient calligraphy and painting, as well as modern celebrity calligraphy and painting, handicrafts, souvenirs, etc.

Zhao Yun looked around as he walked. There were many stalls and a lot of people inside, but most of them spent ten or twenty yuan to buy some modern handicrafts.

There are also middle-aged people holding magnifying glasses to carefully observe the coins in their hands, and some are negotiating prices with stall owners.

The excitement is still excitement, try to be careful and cautious in the antique market, not everyone is as cheating as Zhao Yun.

For the antiques industry, those who are only half-experienced in antiques are those who are half-understood.

These people often think they are lucky if one of the ten items they buy is old.

It all depends on the collector whether he finds a treasure by accident or steals it from his pocket.

So if you don't take action, try not to take action, just for fear that the bottle will be less than half the bottle.

Zhao Yun walked along the road and slowly looked at the stalls on both sides.

After looking at it for a long time, most of them are modern handicrafts, and some old objects are from private kilns and have little value.

At this moment, a stall owner in front said:"This little brother,

I've been watching you for a long time. I can tell you are an expert. I have good stuff here. Why don't you come over and take a look?"

Zhao Yun walked up to In the stall in front of the stall owner, the stall owner who just spoke said to the stall owner who was about forty years old next to him:

"Brother, show this little brother our picture of Qi Baishi’s shrimp."

"Xiaodong, didn’t I tell you that the painting had already been ordered, why are you still showing it to people?"

The stall owner who was about forty years old said.

When he got here, how could Zhao Yun not understand that he had met an oboe singer.

So Zhao Yun said:"Since someone has ordered it, forget it, I can't afford Qi Baishi's. Shrimp picture!"

After saying that, Zhao Yun turned around and was about to leave.

The young stall owner immediately became anxious when he saw that Zhao Yun was about to leave, and said to Zhao Yun:"Don't be anxious, it's not too late to leave after you finish looking at the things! Then he turned around and winked at the stall owner, who was about forty years old, and said:

"Brother, the person who made the reservation hasn't come yet, and it's not yet certain whether he wants it or not. How can you chase away customers like this?"

"It seems to be okay, but if this brother likes it, it will be difficult for me to handle. I have already promised to others, so let’s take a look first.……"The stall owner, who was in his forties, immediately came down the steps.

Zhao Yun also saw that these two people could sing a double act and deceive the newbies, which was far worse than the old Jianghu who were burying the hatchet.

Zhao Yun thought for a moment and decided that it didn't matter if he took a look. Anyway, he had a system and no one could deceive him. What if there was something really good at the stall?

When the stall owner saw that Zhao Yun turned around and refused to leave, he felt secretly happy and took out a cloth-wrapped scroll from the box behind him.

When I opened the cloth bag, I found that the scroll was a little worn, as if it had been there for several years.

Opening the scroll, it is a vertical scroll, about one meter long, with five and a half shrimps painted on it.

The seal on the painting is:"The door of the master craftsman borrowed from the mountain old man (Zhu) (white)".

The inscription left by the author is:"Comrade Xinbo belongs to the ninety-three-year-old Shiraishi."

Zhao Yun used the system to identify it, and the system showed that it was a high imitation, made in the late 1970s.

"You two, I'm not sure about this thing. You'd better put it away first."

Zhao Yun raised his head and said to the two expectant people in front of him.

The two stall owners looked confused after hearing Zhao Yun's words. They spent a lot of effort to get this painting, and the imitation was quite good. And they also found someone to make a fool of themselves. It is easy for people who are not experts to look at them.

Seeing that Zhao Yun is so young, they thought he was cheating!

After listening to Zhao Yun's words, the stall owner didn't do anything. He quickly wrapped the painting in canvas and put it in the box. It's in.

Zhao Yun is not easy to fool. If the imitation is so real, one of them will be fooled. Zhao Yun saw that although these two people sang double recitals, they were still very particular, so he decided to take a good look at the things on the stall.

After reading most of them, They were all fake at first glance.

Until I saw a bunch of copper coins stuck together, I checked them with the system.

Most of them were a few yuan, a few were hundreds, and only two coins showed a string of zeros.

It was ancient coins again. Zhao Yun still remembers the first time he picked up a leaked Xianfeng treasure.

It seems that he is really destined to ancient coins. After chatting with the stall owner, the stall owner said that someone else dug out the copper coins from the old house and had not had time to deal with them..

Zhao Yun took it over and looked at it. Most of them were the Song and Yuan Tongbao's official script Xiaoping's version with the back of the moon. The market price was five or six yuan a piece.

So he negotiated the price with the stall owner for a long time and bought a small lump of two for a hundred yuan. Ten coins, and the two coins that Zhao Yun was optimistic about were among them. The ancient coin identification method rewarded by the system included a method to deal with this situation, so Zhao Yun went to the store and bought what he needed.

He drove back and announced the afternoon. I clean up the ancient coins at home. When I get home, I say goodbye to my friends in the live broadcast room and turn off the live broadcast.

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