After all, there is a special antique market in Beijing. For example, when setting up stalls in Wangfujing, we basically want to come out to try our luck at night and make more money.

After all, this is not a special antique market. You should know that most of the people who tinker with antiques are elderly people. Young people rarely tinker with antiques and are not interested in that thing.

Night markets are basically a world of young people. From night to night, 80% of the people who visit the night market are young people under the age of 30.

They pursue fashion and modernity, and are not interested in outdated things like antiques. The key is that they don’t understand these things, so they basically won’t buy them.

Setting up antique stalls like this is actually a chance to see if you can meet a rich second-generation who is full of money and stupid. Selling it will be equivalent to half a year's income.

Ye Rongyao took Liu Xixi to a dark corner of the street.

I don’t know why, but the owners of this kind of antique stall always like to place the stalls in dark corners, perhaps to look mysterious.

The closer you get to the small stall, the stronger Ye Rongyao’s senses are!

Soon, Ye Rongyao and the others came to a small stall.

This stall buys some antiques and other things, including Qing Dynasty porcelain, Bodhizi, Ming Dynasty vases, Qin Dynasty ancient swords, etc.

If these things are real, they will definitely be worthless. Not to mention anything else, the goods in this stall, if they are all real, will be worth billions.

So, there are one or two items in this stall that are genuine, which is very good.

It is undoubtedly more difficult to choose authentic products from these large number of fakes, and even the stall owner himself doesn’t know which one of them is the real one.

If he had known it, he would have sold it for a lot of money long ago.

The owner of this antique stall is an old man in his sixties.

"Let's take a look!"

Ye Rongyao stopped in front of the stall and said to Liu Xixi.

"Brother-in-law, there are too many fakes, so we should not look at them."

Liu Xixi pulled Ye Rongya's hand and said.

Although Liu Xixi doesn't understand antiques, she knows that there are many fakes. Not one of the 100 items is real, and it is basically a scam.

Moreover, the things on this stall are very old, not something that young people like.

"Look at it. If you see something you like, it's cheaper, it's good to buy one and go back and take a look."

Ye Rongyao said with a smile, then squatted down and took a look at the stall casually.

Ye Rongyao did not go straight to the thing that gave him a strong sense of emotion. If you buy antiques, you cannot let the stall know your intention, otherwise you will have to accept his sky-high price.

"Little brother, what are you going to buy? I tell you that the things I have here are all genuine, and they are definitely innocent."

When the old man saw Ye Rongyao picking around at his stall, he knew that the business was coming, he said enthusiastically.

The old man likes young customers the most. These people are young and don’t know how deep the water in this antique business is, so it’s so easy to fool.

As for the words that are all genuine and honest, they are all deceiving children.

The stall owner himself doesn't believe it.

But who would say that the things they sell are fake, and that wouldn't even fools would buy your things.

As for when you buy it and find it is a fake, it has nothing to do with yourself. There are rules for this antique business. The transaction depends entirely on your eyesight. As long as you pay for it, even if you know it is a fake, you have to recognize it.

Who makes you have poor eyesight? If you buy it, you will be unlucky and will not compensate you. Even if you sue, it will be useless.
Chapter completed!