There are experts in every industry who have achieved the highest level of attainment, and there are also ignorant people who think they have entered the house with just a little knowledge, and they are also filled with troubled water siege people like crucian carpies crossing the river.

This is true in the antique industry. In the antique markets of all sizes across the country, at least half of those who open shops and do business have not even been touched with the fur that can identify antiques.

Many people with ignorant treasures are everywhere, and those who are ignorant and ignorant sell antiques at low prices. If they are young, they can only come to the door to be slaughtered. After all, it requires a considerable appraisal fee to be paid when they are taken to a professional appraisal agency. If they are issued a certificate, it will require a fee that the people are unwilling to bear. Because of this, many antique merchants take the opportunity to make a profit. It is ridiculous that many antique merchants who open stores do not know the goods themselves. If they sell the things they receive for 100 or 200, they think they have made a fortune. In fact, perhaps the things they buy will be sold for a hundred times the profit.

There are many shops on the second floor of Huiyuan Antique City, and the goods are dazzling. Tang Xin took a slow pace in the corridor. He passed by a shop and turned his head to look at it. He did not look at the goods or signs, but only the expression and temperament of the salesperson in the shop.

Perhaps Tang Xin should not judge people by his appearance, but if he wants to find a bargain in such antique shops, he must first have an intuitive understanding of the store. The temperaments of businessmen and collectors are completely different. The charity of merchants is public recognition, and collectors are more or less literati and elegant, but they are just art of elegance or really have ink in their hearts. That's hard to say.

Tang Xin ignored some modern celebrity calligraphy and seal shops, etc., and things that require careful identification of materials and workmanship, he was afraid that it would be too one-sided based on the date measurement.

When he came to a gold, silver and bronze ware shop, Tang Xin saw two women in the store bored and gossiping, one in his forties and the other in his early twenties. Only from that old woman was dressed beautifully could not see much information. Tang Xin felt that he had passed by so many shops and should go in and take a look.

After stepping into the store, the young girl came and greeted her warmly.

"Welcome, what are you interested in? The incense burner with hook and jue cup square bottle, etc. Our store has everything. Should you buy something for someone or collect it yourself?"

Tang Xin waved his hand casually and visited by himself.

The girl suddenly felt bored and did not disturb Tang Xin. She walked back to the woman and continued to chat, but her eyes were fixed on Tang Xin without any hesitation.

Standing in front of all kinds of goods, Tang Xin kept tapping on his notebook, which seemed to be inquiring about information about various goods, but in fact he was scanning the year of the goods with a chronological measuring machine.

I was a little disappointed, and most of the shops were fakes.

There are many things made of gold and silver, but the ancient palaces’ imperial objects were no more than ten years since the highest this year. I don’t know which country’s palace they were leaked from.

Just as Tang Xin was about to leave, the dating machine swept over something, and the year he showed changed his eyes slightly.

1206!

This is about to dream back to the Tang Dynasty!

Looking down the pointer, a pair of gilded hairpins came into view, pearls were laid on the bottom, and the flower shape was a pair of mandarin ducks.

Tang Xin blinked. With his own eyesight and understanding of modern craftsmanship, it was not difficult to create such a hairpin and a jewelry company.

How much is this thing worth?

First, I have to ask the people how much they sell.

"Sorry, how much does this pair of hairpins cost? I want to buy them and give them to my girlfriend."

Tang Xin turned around and asked politely.

Perhaps Tang Xin waved his hand and stopped the young girl from making noise in his ears, she now replied casually: "Three Thousand."

Tang Xin was stunned. Seeing his expression, the two older and young women showed a hint of ridicule.

Maybe I thought he couldn't afford it.

Three thousand, can you buy low-end diamond jewelry!

Tang Xin opened the leisure bag and counted thirty bills and handed them over, whispering: "Can you help me pack it, okay?"

"Xiaoli, why are you still stunned? Sir, wait a moment, you'll be fine soon."

The woman immediately smiled when she received the money. After the girl was stunned, she also rushed to take things. Tang Xin stared at her, afraid of being transferred. This kind of activity is common in shops.

Snobbish, this problem is really bad.

Tang Xin stuffed the things into his casual bag and left with the other party smiling.

Tang Xin transferred the shop on the second floor similarly, and there was little room for him to pick up bargains. There were indeed many authentic products, but they were all real and they couldn't afford it. He didn't know that it would appreciate in the year of the monkey and horses.

The third and fourth floors didn't want to waste time walking around. Tang Xin sighed and went downstairs to leave. There were more than 50,000 yuan left in his bag. How to spend this money valuable is a headache for him.

Before we knew it, it was already 1:00 pm, and more people came to visit the antique market. Seeing that the main entrance was full of people, it was too crowded to go against the crowd. Tang Xin turned around and walked out of the back door. As soon as he walked out of the back door, Tang Xin stopped and said something in a strange way.

"I'm a god! It turns out that I've gone to the wrong place!"

Next to the road on the back street of the Antique City, there are all antique stalls!

The people who sell goods have different abilities, including older men and women, honest farmers, and even village women with children.

The various things on the street stalls are dazzling.

Tang Xin chuckled unconsciously, turned his head to look at the antique city, and felt that the humor in life always caught people off guard.

This is simply another village.

There may be many fake street stalls here, but there are more leaks here than in the antique city shops!

Tang Xin, smiling, walked past the street stalls one by one, squatted down to watch and ask for the price. He went all the way and returned with a full load!

I bought a handful of Qianlong Tongbao Daxiang for 1,000 yuan, and of course I carefully selected it from a pile of garbage.

Two thousand five bought a phoenix bottle from a pile of bottles and jars.

A phoenix pattern of a Song Dynasty Ding Kiln white glaze printed in the plate was put into the bag.

Tang Xin almost wanted to keep the Jade Sword Head of the Warring States Period that he bought for 700 yuan!

Even the Qing Dynasty bronze ritual vessels bought at 7,500, Tang Xin still thought it was worth it!

......

When the leisure bag could not be stuffed, Tang Xin spent only more than 1,000 yuan left. Looking at the time, it was almost six o'clock in the evening. He straightened up and stretched his arms. Tang Xin looked back and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment as he swept across the street.

Suddenly, Tang Xin suddenly realized that someone looked at him with a bad look.

Suddenly, he put down his arms for nothing, Tang Xin turned around and walked towards the other street, took out his phone and held it in his hand, but switched to the photo mode. While walking, the mobile phone camera kept taking pictures backwards. After taking about a dozen photos, Tang Xin naturally picked up his phone to watch the photos he took.

Sure enough, someone followed him, and someone stared at his back in the photo. One photo may be just a coincidence, but it is beyond doubt that it can be found in more than a dozen photos.

The three people in different directions are all young men. Judging from their clothes, even if they are not unemployed people, they may have low incomes.

During the Taobao process, Tang Xin frequently paid for money. He thought that his fortune had been revealed, but others didn't know that Tang Xin's bag now does not have much RMB, and valuable things are all antiques.

It was obvious that the person who was following him was quickening his pace, because as long as he turned the intersection in front, Tang Xin could take the bus and leave. Now, the flow of people around him is getting less and less, which is a good place to start.

Tang Xin suddenly squatted down and tied his shoelaces, and picked up some small stones as big as fingers from the ground and held them in his hand.

Before the crime occurred, calling the police was useless, and there were no patrol police nearby. Tang Xin did not want to have physical conflicts with people. If he broke the antiques in his bag, he would feel distressed.

Standing up and walking forward as if nothing had happened, Tang Xin reached into his leisure bag with his other hand and took out a prop.

The props I put in my bag in my morning are for self-defense. I thought it would be a peaceful day, but I still underestimated the magic of money seducing crime.

The three people behind had already started trotting and wanted to rob Tang Xin, but just when they were five steps away from Tang Xin, Tang Xin suddenly turned around, smiled, and asked, "Do you know, what people used to hunt in ancient times?"

Three young men dressed in a bad manner were stunned on the spot.

I saw Tang Xin picking up a "ya"-shaped tool in his left hand. Everyone recognized that thing, but only Tang Xin knew its effect!

Must win the slingshot: win every shot.

Slap

In one second, Tang Xin used a slingshot to shoot out three small stones like a child's prank, then waved his hand and turned right at the intersection.

All three young men were hit in the middle of their foreheads, and they sat back one by one on the ground, touching their foreheads in a consistent manner. In addition to the severe screams, there was scarlet blood.

Tang Xin, who had left after passing the intersection, took a taxi and quickly returned home. His parents and sister-in-law were there. Tang Xin said hello and went back to the room to stuff his leisure bag into the closet.

After the Spring Festival, find time to sell these things for discount.
Chapter completed!