The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

"Since both of you have no objection, let's start the game."

Fang Shijing said nothing more and announced the start of the game.

"Good luck to you."

Qi Xuan left a contemptuous smile and began to look for antiques in a hurry.

Lin Chuan was not as anxious as him, but wandered around several stalls.

In the eyes of everyone, his behavior was tantamount to self-abandonment.

Qi Xuan, as a genius appraiser in the antique industry, was nervously selecting antiques.

How could he, a layman, be so calm?

Where did he get the confidence?

Lin Chuan was not pretending to be cool, he was just looking for the stall where Qin Chao found a bargain.

According to the description in the original book, this stall was in a corner, and the stall owner was in his fifties and wore a gray sweater.

But after searching for a while, he didn't find this person at all.

Is it because he arrived a few days earlier that the stall owner didn't set up the stall?

Or was he not wearing that sweater?

What should I do?

If I can't find that stall, I won't be able to pick up those three big bargains.

It seems that those antiques were specially prepared for the destined protagonist Qin Chao to show off. As a villain, it is simply a pipe dream for him to want to cut off the male protagonist's beard.

He shook his head and sighed, and was about to leave.

Just then, he suddenly saw a man in a gray sweater walking out of the public toilet and trotting towards a stall.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang, for helping me watch the stall. Oh, I had a stomachache last night and went to the toilet several times..."

"It's okay, it's just a little help."

The old lady who was originally sitting at the stall immediately stood up and made way.

Lin Chuan was immediately amused.

No wonder I didn't find it just now. It turned out that the stall owner went to the toilet.

I almost missed it.

He suppressed his excitement and slowly walked to the stall and squatted down.

"Handsome guy, what do you want to buy? I have all good stuff here, feel free to buy."

The stall owner saw that Lin Chuan looked like a rich man, and immediately greeted him warmly.

"Just take a look."

Lin Chuan's eyes quickly swept across the stall, and the knowledge about antiques in his mind was also running fast.

"Hmm? Boss, do you have any good things that you haven't taken out yet?"

After looking through it, he didn't find the three antiques that Qin Chao picked up in the original book, and immediately looked at the boss in confusion.

"No, they are all here." The stall owner looked at Lin Chuan in confusion.

"Think about it again, are there any other items?" Lin Chuan did not give up and continued to ask.

"Other items?" The stall owner scratched his head, "I did receive a batch of goods yesterday, but I haven't had time to sort them out..."

Lin Chuan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Can I take a look?"

"This..." The stall owner hesitated.

"Boss, don't worry. As long as there's something I like, money is not a problem."

Lin Chuan deliberately rolled up his sleeves and wanted to show off the Rolex worth 200,000 yuan. Then he suddenly remembered that he had given the watch to another stall owner when he was pretending to be cool. He had to withdraw his hand in dismay.

But the stall owner had already received his meaning.

And he could also see that the handsome boy in front of him was a rich man.

"Okay, on that car, I'll take you to have a look." The stall owner stood up and said to the aunt next to him: "Auntie Wang, I have to trouble you to help me look at the stall again."

Then, he took Lin Chuan to a tricycle parked not far away.

When the people in the antique street saw Lin Chuan leaving with the stall owner, they all showed a strange smile.

"He's really good at finding things. He actually found Zhang Mule."

"Zhang Mule's fakes are well-known in the antique world. Can you buy real things from him?"

"Haha, it's really funny. He doesn't buy from so many stalls, but insists on going to Zhang Mule. Isn't this jumping into a trap?"

"I can't wait to see his face when he is cheated..."

Lin Chuan followed the stall owner to the tricycle.

The rear compartment of the tricycle was covered with cotton cloth, and it was unclear what was inside.

The stall owner walked over and lifted the cotton cloth, immediately revealing a pile of antiques and calligraphy and paintings.

"Handsome guy, see if there is anything you like?" The stall owner stepped on the wheel of the tricycle and looked at Lin Chuan expectantly.

Lin Chuan's eyes were attracted by the pile of antiques and ignored his words.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Hard work pays off, and he really found the three antiques.

"Boss, can I go up and take a look?" He asked calmly.

"Sure, but watch your step and don't break anything."

"No problem."

Lin Chuan climbed onto the tricycle and pretended to pick up a few antiques to look at them.He looked at them, and then put them down one by one.

After hesitating for a while, he picked up a scroll and slowly unfolded it.

It was an ink painting of a lotus, titled "Lotus is Red in the Sunlight", and signed by Li Kuchan.

This is a famous calligrapher and painter.

Lin Chuan glanced at it casually, then turned back to look at the stall owner, "Boss, how much is this painting?"

The stall owner rolled his eyes, "That's the original work of Master Li Kuchan. Do you know Li Kuchan? Back then, his "Lotus and Kingfisher" was auctioned for more than 6 million..."

Lin Chuan raised his hand to interrupt him, with a somewhat unhappy expression, "Boss, do you really think I'm a sucker?"

"This painting is obviously a fake. Look at how rough the painting is? And the paper and ink used are obviously the work of a beginner..."

"Cough cough..."

The stall owner hurriedly coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

He bought all these antiques at a bargain price.

He had also seen this painting. The brushstrokes were indeed a little rough. It didn't look like it was made by a master. It was probably a fake.

He originally thought that Lin Chuan was a rich second-generation who was stupid and rich, and wanted to cheat him.

But now he spoke clearly and it seemed that he was an expert.

"You can't say that. Even if it's not an authentic work, it's a rare imitation. If you like it, give me 50,000 yuan."

"Boss, you're wrong. You said it was an imitation, and you still dare to ask for 50,000 yuan?" Lin Chuan immediately quit and started bargaining with the boss.

In the end, after some negotiations, the boss lowered the price to 20,000 yuan and was unwilling to give in.

Lin Chuan was too lazy to waste his saliva any more, "Okay, 20,000 yuan is 20,000 yuan. If it wasn't to make my old man happy, I wouldn't even want this kind of broken painting for free."

The stall owner understood immediately after hearing what he said.

It turned out that he was a prodigal son who wanted to buy some antiques to please his father, but didn't want to spend too much money, otherwise he wouldn't have come to him.

"Do you want anything else? The porcelain and jade here are also very good, your father will definitely like them."

The stall owner began to promote other items.

This was exactly what Lin Chuan wanted, and he continued to pretend to look at them.