Random Shopping System

"That's fine, Brother Wu, you can drive me there, and come with me to my girlfriend's house later."

Zhu Yuanyuan nodded and ordered.

"Okay, boss."

Wu Dajun agreed.

After getting off the underground garage in the elevator, I took a Q7 driven by Wu Dajun and drove directly in the direction of Antique Street.

"Brother Wu, how is Xiaoling's recovery after the operation? Has the condition recurred?"

Zhu Yuanyuan asked with a little concern that Wu Dajun's daughter is still so young and cute. She hasn't seen the world yet. Zhu Yuanyuan hopes that her illness will get better soon.

"Boss, thank you for your concern. Xiaoling is recovering very well, and her condition is very stable. There is no recurrence. The doctor said that this is a good phenomenon, but it will take half a month to be observed before it can be officially confirmed."

Wu Dajun stared at the front of the car, and said while driving, he is very serious in everything he does. Even if he is talking while driving, he should not look sideways to avoid a car accident.

"That's good."

Along the way, Zhu Yuanyuan and Wu Dajun chatted casually, and soon came to Antique Street.

"Antique Street!"

A huge stone archway is erected at the entrance of the street. There is a parking lot outside. Cars are not allowed to enter the antique street. Well, of course, bicycles and tricycles can still enter, and those of the bosses can also enter. Go buy Things guests can't drive in.

There is no noise as imagined in Antique Street, after all, this is not a vegetable market.

Antique Street is the most likely place for people to touch porcelain. It has existed for a long time, and a fixed rule has been formed over time. It is not allowed to make noise in it, so as not to damage the real antiques.

In the past, someone crashed an antique. Originally, the merchant thought it was fake, but the merchant wanted to extort a sum of money. Originally, the merchant only wanted to extort 100,000 Huaxia coins.

However, the person who crashed refused to pay compensation and called the police. The businessman thought that this time he would have to pay back a sum of money, but in the end, what he did not expect was that after an expert appraisal was invited.

The antique that was damaged was worth five million, and things turned around all of a sudden. The person who crashed the antique was like a concubine, full of remorse, but the merchant jumped up with joy. He thought it was a Modern handicrafts, I did not expect that it was finally identified as a precious antique.

After walking into the antique street, Zhu Yuanyuan seemed to feel like he was back in ancient times. The stall owners on the roadside were all wearing retro clothes, including short-sleeved clothes of various dynasties. After all, it is summer. You can't wear a long coat and a long coat, it's too hot.

This is interesting on Aquamarine, and much more creative than on Earth.

The antique shops on the road are also in the form of wooden lofts, which are very retro. Maybe some storefronts are originally ancient buildings.

After walking for a while, Zhu Yuanyuan saw a four-storey shop.

The four characters of "Yun Mo Gu Zhai" come into view.

"Brother Wu, just go to this store and have a look."

Zhu Yuanyuan stopped in front of the door of this Yunmo Guzhai and looked at it. There were two shelves at the door on the steps outside, with a landscape painting and a cursive copybook hanging on it.

In landscape painting, Zhu Yuanyuan at least knows what is painted on it. There are mountains, water, boats, birds flying in the sky, and the sun shining in the sky.

Zhu Yuanyuan couldn't understand this crazy cursive calligraphy. He didn't know what was written at all. Well, it was because he didn't understand calligraphy himself.

After entering the store, there are paintings and calligraphy hanging on the four walls, and all the counters are displayed in the hall. Some of the counters are inkstones, some are brushes, and some are ink blocks.

"Brother, what do you want to see?"

After Zhu Yuanyuan walked into the store, a middle-aged man asked.

"Boss, I need a calligraphy and painting,

A set of four treasures of the study. "Zhu Yuanyuan directly explained the origin.

"But boss, I want old things for these things, so I don't need to take out new ones, as long as the things are good and money is not a problem." Finally Zhu Yuanyuan reminded.

Old things, of course, are real antiques.

New things refer to modern craft products and counterfeit things.

"Hehehehe, my little brother is joking. Of course the things I brought out are all old ones. Wait, I'll get them for you." The middle-aged man's face was a little embarrassed for a moment. He was not the boss. Zhong is also an appraiser, who is in charge of receiving and selling goods. He is not the only one in the store, but also the salesperson at the counter.

After Zhu Yuanyuan watched the middle-aged man go to get things, he also looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall of the store at random. Although he did not understand, his mental power was strong enough to observe subtleties. None of these calligraphy and paintings were old things. , all new.

Wu Dajun looked around and touched his head with a wry smile on his face. He is a rude man who doesn't know any calligraphy and painting. After thinking about it, it seems that he will need to be more arty in the future. Whether he understands it or not, he will buy two paintings first. Hanging to the office and home talking.

"Little brother, come here, how about you come and see these things?"

The middle-aged man used a small cart, carted a lot of boxes, and the picture scroll came out, and called out to Zhu Yuanyuan, who was still looking at the picture.

When Zhu Yuanyuan heard the words, he flipped through those things. He didn't know how good or bad the things were. Even if his mental power was strong, he couldn't see through those old items.

Only using mind reading, the middle-aged man's thoughts were all exposed to Zhu Yuanyuan.

Sure enough, there are real things in this pile of things, but there are also a lot of fake ones. This middle-aged person is testing. This is the old rule of the antique street. There are new people, and at first glance, they are not short of money. It's about to be slaughtered, and if the old stuff is really sold, isn't it a big profit?

Zhu Yuanyuan calmly picked up a scroll of painting, opened it and looked at it. This is a modern work. The artist's name is unknown. It is estimated that even if there is such a person on the earth, Zhu Yuanyuan does not know him. There is no time to specifically understand and learn about this.

"Oh, little brother, your vision is really good. This is the work of Feng Haoxuan, a famous painter in our Chinese Empire two hundred years ago. He is a masterpiece in painting trees, flowers and plants, and his works are very few, they are very valuable, small Brother, you will definitely not suffer if you buy it back, it is definitely a painting worth investing in."

The middle-aged man was on the side, and he quickly introduced it, not forgetting to tout it.

Zhu Yuanyuan is MMP in his heart, and the surface is light and light. This painting is not as good as the middle-aged person said. It is just a copy of the work, not the original work. This is what the middle-aged person thinks in his own heart. I knew it all at once.