National Sports Forbidden Area: Do you want to fight with dad?

"Dad, you want us to go rob! ?"

Zhang Chulan looked at his father, with some hesitation and hesitation in his eyes. Just when he was about to strengthen his confidence and convince himself, his father's voice suddenly came from his ears.

But faster than the sound, It's the pain coming from my forehead!

"Ouch!"

Zhang Chulan screamed in pain, and then looked at his father with a puzzled expression.

At this time, his father slowly withdrew his two-finger Zen, and then said with a serious look:"Don't always think about fighting and killing."

"What dad means is to first find an antique shop or find a seller and sell a few of the antiques in dad's antique shop. Wouldn't that make money?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan suddenly realized it, and immediately slapped his head,"Yeah, why didn't I think of it!"

But then, he opened his mouth and said:"But....Dad, your antiques are all from Earth. This is a forbidden area. Whether they recognize it or not is another matter."

"What if you can’t sell it by then! ?"

But as soon as he said the words, he regretted it a little. Before dad's voice came, the two-finger Zen came first.

"Ouch!"

Then his father's voice came to him.

"Antiques have no national boundaries. Even if they have no background in the craftsmanship value they have, some people will choose to collect them. If we say that antiques are treasures from another world, those people will definitely rush to get them."

"Another thing is that my father worked hard to collect it on the earth. If it is not rags, I am reluctant to sell it!"

"One more thing, we can also directly mortgage dad's antiques at the auction house, and then use the auction money to buy charms."

"......"

Listening to his father's endless nagging again, Zhang Chulan immediately changed the topic and turned everyone's attention to [Looking for Antique Shops].

We wandered around the city for a while.

Zhang Chulan and Zhang Zhiwei looked helplessly at the scene in front of them.

At this time, I saw that my father was holding an old antique vase that he took out from his antique shop and arguing with the shop owner angrily.

"This is the blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty that Dad worked so hard to collect. You actually said it’s not an antique? Do you think dad is easy to bully as he gets older?"

"Dad can tell you that he is the apprentice of Master Afeng. Don’t think about lying to dad and negotiate the price carefully, otherwise dad will not let you go!"

Listening to the angry words of the old man in front of him, the shopkeeper looked helpless and could only look at Zhang Chulan and Zhang Zhiwei for help.

"Sir, please explain it to this old gentleman."

"It's not that I deny the craftsmanship value of this collectible, but that there is another world and the Ming Dynasty, and making up unnecessary background stories to increase the value is still unacceptable to our store."

"Unless you can find definite evidence of the existence of the Ming Dynasty, then we will consider raising the price of this antique item!"

Hearing this, Dad still wanted to speak, but Zhang Chulan pushed him aside.

"Dad, okay, calm down first. Zhang Chulan said, then looked at the shop owner on the other side and spoke.

"So may I ask, how much can this thing of ours sell for now?"Zhang Chulan looked at the shopkeeper in front of him.

After hearing Zhang Chulan's words, the shopkeeper touched his chin and made calculations in thought, and then said seriously:

"According to the craftsmanship of this porcelain vase, and the bottom text that he doesn’t know what ancient characters are engraved at the moment, it might be the treasure of some lost civilization."

"According to its unknown value, there will still be some wealthy businessmen willing to collect it. In addition, as I said before, I will never deny the superb craftsmanship value of this antique object."

"Seeing that this old gentleman is still running around at such an old age, I won’t cheat you. I am willing to pay 70,000 dong to buy this porcelain vase!"

"You will never get the same price as me in other antique stores!"

Hearing the shopkeeper's words, Zhang Chulan's eyes flashed with astonishment, and then he glanced at the father next to him.

"How about this price?"

After all, he doesn't know anything about antiques. Anyway, these things all belong to his father. Whether he is willing to sell them or not, he doesn't have a word to say.

Hearing Zhang Chulan whispering in his ear, his eyes He looked at the shopkeeper, then stretched out his finger and said

"Although dad really doesn’t want to sell my things at this price, if I hadn’t been in urgent need of money, dad wouldn’t have been able to sell it to you even if you lied to me. Do you understand?"

"One more thing, you have to send us a map!"

Hearing what Dad said, Zhang Chulan next to him glanced at Dad in surprise, with an awkward expression. After all, he had also heard the crazy asking prices when Dad was negotiating with others.

But who knew, the shop owner just smiled helplessly? He smiled and then agreed.

They are all insiders. Dad must know exactly what the price is.

Even if he doesn’t know what the purchasing power is here.......