Pick Up Good Antiques: Start Earning 100,000 Times!

The old farmer did not find the manuscript in the newspaper.

He found out and bought it with someone, no matter what the price was, the boss couldn't take it back if he sold it, and as for the mystery in the newspaper that he found in the future, he could only look at it.

The antique industry is like this, some people can get lucky and get rich overnight by looking at it, and some people have dealt with it all their lives but can't touch anything.

Li Chen scanned the code to pay, took the wrapped vase, rolled up the newspaper he had just bought, and stuffed it into the mouth of the vase.

Finally, with his arm raised, he staggered away with the vase.

The netizens who watched the whole thing exploded.

"Damn, what kind of bargaining, from 200,000 to 200?"

"A knife to be rich and a knife to be poor? (I'm sorry I went to the wrong set, the anchor didn't open the original stone)"

"PDD knew that he blacklisted the anchor overnight, after all, he was a man who slashed 200 times with one knife."

"Although I know that the antique market is outrageous, but this is also outrageous, right? Did anyone popularize the science just now? "

What kind of glaze, what kind of circle, what texture of the fetus, I don't understand."

"It seems that the anchor really has research on antiques, and he can't say it without a foundation just now."

"Class representative! Class Representative! Why hasn't the class representative come yet!

Regarding the barrage of netizens, Li Chen did not have time to reply.

After walking more than 100 meters, he stopped and took out all the newspapers on the bottle.

Then carefully sort out the manuscript sandwiched in the newspaper.

There were a total of 11 sheets, sandwiched between different newspapers, and he took a look, this was still an old newspaper, and there were reports about Zhang Ailing on it.

It seems that this part of the manuscript has also gone through a lot.

In less than half a minute, he walked to the booth next to him and placed the vase in his hand on the table.

The boss glanced at it, "Fake, take it."

Li Chen smirked, "Of course it's fake, I really don't have it, and you can't afford it."

After speaking, he raised his chin slightly, "You don't have blue and white porcelain on this stall, so take one as a façade?" The

boss glanced up at him and said slowly, "How much?" "

“250。" Li Chen didn't hesitate, "What do you think?" The

boss snorted, "I think you look like a 250!"

Li Chen continued, "Don't, 249 is okay, right?" The

boss looked at him for a few moments, and finally said, "Okay, 249."

Li Chen 249 sold the vase he had just made, and walked towards a very tall antique shop with the newspaper in his hand.

I'm not in a hurry to pick up the leaks today, so I'm going to sell the manuscript first.

I don't feel safe when I put it on my body.

The netizens in the live broadcast room looked stupid, and there was a two-minute blank in the barrage.

“？？？？？ 200 bought a bottle and earned 49 from a change of hands? Middlemen make the difference? "

No, you can still play like this in the antique street?"

"I don't know why, but it always feels easy to watch him make money."

"Wait, isn't it a leak?! Leak! Earning 49 is also called leakage??

"I'm waiting to see how you pick it up!" I sold it when I changed hands, so what else to pick up?? "

To tell a joke, the anchor picked up leaks in live broadcasts, and made 49 by buying and selling, which is called leakage!"

"He also spent a dollar to buy a newspaper, but he actually only made 48!"

Regarding the reaction in the live broadcast room, Li Chen smiled slightly.

He picked up the manuscript paper and shook it, "It's missing here."

"Today, it's time to open everyone's eyes."

“？？？？？"

"You're ???"

"Open your eyes? See you as a middleman to make the difference? "

Hahahahaha

Seeing that the barrage language was becoming more and more intense, he had no choice but to explain, "The vase just now was fake, and it was a really good thing, this one."

He spread out the manuscript and let netizens in the live broadcast room read it.

Netizens bring their own magnifying glasses and do not let go of the slightest trace.

However, I didn't see anything, I only saw that the writing was very good, and the words were also very good.

"What is this?"

"I don't understand."

"Can't read plus one, someone's letter? Whose faith can be leaked?

"Just kidding, the letter written by Wang Xizhi hahahahahahaha

"Cow! You say Wang Xizhi, I say Yan Zhenqing.

Seeing that the barrage was getting more and more biased, Li Chen shook his head with a smile, "This is Zhang Ailing's manuscript, an autographed manuscript, something from 44 years."

After speaking, he took a long step and stepped into the antique antique shop - Wanbao Zhai.

On the left side of the gate is the business introduction of this store: the first floor: antique identification, antique recycling; On the second floor, antiques are sold.

Only the first and second floors are written on it, but Wan Bao Zhai is a small three-story building.

Forget it, just recycle the antiques.

Entering the door is a screen, with mahogany shelves and various antiques faintly revealed, and a faint incense lingering on the tip of the nose.

Bypassing the screen, a middle-aged man sat in a rocking chair, swaying uncomfortably.

On the table at hand, the fragrance of tea lingers.

Hearing that someone was coming, the middle-aged man raised his head and said with a smile, "Welcome, take a look."

After greeting, he raised his hand and poured a cup of tea and savored it slowly.

Li Chen walked over and said, "I see that you are recycling antiques, what kind of recycling method is you?" The

middle-aged man said, "It depends on what you are, gold, silver and jade, they are different, porcelain cups are not the same, and calligraphy and painting are only in stalls." "

Oh, that's what you did?" Li Chen nodded slightly and continued.

"Yes, what do you want to identify?"

"How much does it cost?"

"You want to identify?" The middle-aged man was very surprised, there was nothing on this person, what was the identification?

Li Chen smiled slightly, "Please ask Master Treasure Inspector, I have a treasure here."

"Zhang Ailing, 1944 manuscript, "The First Incense."

The middle-aged man's half-squinted eyes opened suddenly.

Putting the newspaper in his hand on the table, Li Chen slowly opened it, and the eleven manuscripts were lying neatly on it.

The paper is yellowed, and the ink is much lighter, but the talent revealed between the lines has not diminished at all, but has added the calmness of the years, which makes it more charming.

The man took one look and asked, "Shall I see?" "

Please."

He moved gently, carefully touched the texture of the paper, and looked at them one by one.

"Wait a minute, I'll call and ask." The middle-aged man picked up his mobile phone to make a call, while explaining, "This line is different, I can still look at antiques, but I am really not good at calligraphy and painting, let alone modern things."

"But I have a friend who specializes in collecting this kind of calligraphy and painting, and asked him to come over and palm his eyes..."

"Hey, Lao Wu, I have a manuscript here, saying that it is Zhang Ailing's, do you understand? ...... Then you hurry, hurry up, wait for you! After

hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "My friend is next to him, and he will come over immediately." With

that, he took out the teacup and poured a cup of tea for Li Chen.

Li Chen thanked him slightly, stretched out his hand and touched it, stunned.

Groove !!

70,000 teacups!

His hands shook slightly.