Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

The scenery in front of him changed, flashing by like a fast-forwarded movie.

Not far away, in front of a small stall, a famous young man passed by and was stopped by the stall owner; the two chatted casually for a while, the young man threw out three hundred yuan, picked up an antique on the stall and left; but passing by a store, he was stopped by an old man who wanted to buy that thing; the young man casually asked for thirty thousand yuan, the old man bargained for a while, and finally bought it for twenty thousand, and returned to the store happily.

The scenery in front of him recovered, Su Qi felt his legs go weak, and he closed his eyes and fell to one side!

Zhiqiang quickly supported him and said in surprise: "Su Qi, what's wrong with you!"

"It's okay, I stayed up late last night and was too sleepy!"

Su Qi closed his eyes for a moment and took a few deep breaths before regaining some strength. He thought to himself: It seems that this Cosmic Eye consumes too much mental energy. If you use it too much, your body will collapse!

Zhiqiang said: "Let's go eat first, and then find a place to rest."

"Wait, let's go over there and take a look!"

Su Qi shook his head and walked towards the stall that Zhou Yan saw. The thing that looked like an ancient knife coin was still there.

As soon as the two approached, the stall owner smiled and said, "Boss, come and take a look. There are antiques from the Tang, Song, and Ming dynasties. I guarantee that you will not lose money if you buy them. You can multiply your money several times if you collect them for three to five years!"

Su Qi did not even look at the things on the stall, and directly took out three old man heads and handed them over: "Boss, please help me pick one that looks simple, grand, and can be used as a storefront for laymen."

The stall owner was stunned. Although the young man was dressed simply, his calmness and confidence were extremely rare. In addition, what he sold was indeed parallel imports, which were exchanged from other places for dozens of yuan each. If he could sell one for three hundred yuan, he would make more than two hundred yuan. He immediately took the money and smiled, "Brother, this is a good idea. We can't judge antiques, let alone laymen. Just pick whatever you want. These are all fine!"

Su Qi took a look, picked up an ancient knife coin, nodded to the stall owner, and turned away.

This kid picked a fake one that didn't open the door. When he met someone who knew a little bit about it, he was exposed when he gave it to someone. He is still young! The stall owner was amused and didn't remind him.

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"Su Qi, didn't you say that most of the goods here are fake? Why did you pick one without even looking at it?"

Holding the rusty and dark red ancient knife coin, Zhiqiang looked up and down and couldn't find anything. He was a little puzzled.

"I don't know it either, I just rely on my feeling!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled. When he passed by the store that Zhou Yan saw, a vigorous old man came out.

The two passed by each other. The old man paused and his eyes fell on the ancient knife coin in Su Qi's hand. He shouted unconsciously: "Young man, wait a minute!"

The old man was wearing a Zhongshan suit and old Beijing cloth shoes. Behind his silver hair, he had a blessed face and a rosy face. His demeanor was very extraordinary.

"He's really here!"

Su Qi's heart trembled, but he tapped his palm with the ancient knife coin, looking nonchalant: "Uncle, is there anything?"

The old man pointed and smiled: "Young man, can you show me what you have in your hand!"

"Yes!"

Su Qi handed it over casually and secretly observed the old man's expression.

As soon as he got it, the old man turned the ancient knife coin over, stroked the strange font on it with his fingers, and measured the size with his thumb and index finger. He weighed it in his hand and said, "Young man, where did you get this thing from!"

The old man had no expression on his face from beginning to end. Su Qi said calmly, "I just picked it up at a small stall on the side of the road, but I can't tell what it is. Do you know what it is?"

"This is a three-hole cloth, but the coins of the Warring States Period have green rust even now, but this one has red rust and is well preserved. It has not rusted for more than two thousand years, which is not in line with common sense. It should be a modern imitation."

The old man shook his head and sighed with regret, "But I want to study it. If you are willing to transfer it, I will buy it at double the price."

The old man is smart and clever. When he got it in his hand just now, he didn't see the rust color but the font, but he didn't mention the font in his explanation. Obviously, he has seen the name and wants to find a bargain like Wang Zhihe. But I have the eyes of the universe, I have seen through everything, and my father's medical expenses have been collected, so why would I be impatient to be cheated.

Su Qi raised his lips slightly and said, "Uncle, I didn't spend much money to buy it, so there is no point in selling it for double the price. If you want it, give me a price that makes me excited, and I will consider it."