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Chapter 356 Antique Store

Wang Hao took the antique knocked from Zhao Guosheng in his hand and planned to take it for a turnaround. After all, this was the fastest way to make money. And according to Zhao Guosheng at that time, it was a treasure worth more than 20 million yuan.

Wang Hao looked at the jade bowl for a while, and suddenly had a sudden idea: "Last time this gourd can explore jade, I don't know this antique..."

Thinking of this, Wang Hao untied the gourd on his waist without hesitation and opened the veil, but did not immediately hand the jade bowl to the gourd.

Because last time, this tricked Wang Hao sucked more than 100 million away, and this bloody experience made Wang Hao vomit blood when he remembered it.

Wang Hao grabbed the jade bowl with one hand and slowly approached with the gourd with the other hand. As long as something was wrong, he would stop immediately.

When the gourd was about to approach the jade bowl, the gourd suddenly shook, which scared Wang Hao wanted to stop, but he saw a strange scene.

I saw a faint stream of blue smoke coming out of the jade bowl, and it was instantly sucked in by the gourd.

“…”

This scene happened too quickly, and Wang Hao had no reaction at all. When he came to his senses, Qingyan had long disappeared.

“What’s going on?”

Wang Hao looked at the jade bowl in his hand seriously and found that there was no change, but he could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in the gourd seemed to be a little stronger, although it could not condense spiritual liquid.

"Does this antique also have spiritual energy? It can be absorbed by the gourd?" Wang Hao had a sudden idea and approached the jade bowl again, but no green smoke appeared in the jade bowl and the gourd did not shake.

"Only once? This is actually a one-time thing? It can only be sucked once for 20 million... This is too crap..."

Wang Hao looked at the gourd in his hand and cursed, but recalling the last time it took 100 million to collect an extra drop of spiritual liquid every day. The 20 million... there is really nothing to say.

Suddenly, Wang Hao came up with a wonderful solution and rode his motorcycle toward Qingbei City.

...

The Confucius Temple in Tsinghua University is the largest antique trading market in Tsinghua University.

When Wang Hao came here, he went into an antique shop without stopping.

This store is called Wanbaolou, which is relatively large in size, with two classroom sizes. Since it is a weekend, there are many people in the store, and there are five or six people watching the antiques in the cabinet, constantly commenting on them, and the boss is introducing a capable middle-aged man.

As for "counterfeits" like Wang Hao, the boss would not come up to explain it to him. He just gave a wink to the clerk beside him and asked him to stare at Wang Hao and not let him steal his things.

Looking at the porcelain, calligraphy, paintings, jade, Buddha statues, etc. in the cabinet, Wang Hao's eyes were already lit, and he could not care about the actions behind the shop owner.

Of course, Wang Hao would not just take the gourd and rush forward, but pretend to untie it. After taking a sip of water, he slowly approached a piece of ceramic with the gourd, intending to try to see if he could suck out the green smoke.

"Dong!"

"..." But when Wang Hao touched his gourd with the ceramic bottle, the gourd did not react at all, which made Wan Hao confused: "What's going on? Did I guess wrong?"

Wang Hao glanced at the price under the porcelain bottle and pondered for a while: "Twenty-hundred thousand... It's not that this thing is too bad, this gourd doesn't look down on you!"

Wang Hao looked at the gourd in his hand and quickly found a bronze ware with a higher value. When he saw the price was 800,000 yuan, he quickly handed the gourd up.

“…”

Unfortunately, the gourd still didn't react at all.

Wang Hao's face was black and he continued to look for the big price. He soon found a calligraphy and painting, with a price of 1.6 million yuan. It was also marked as the work of Tang Yin, the four masters of the Ming Dynasty. He quickly handed over the gourd.

Looking at the still motionless gourd, Wang Hao couldn't help but swear: "...I Cao, you are playing with me. Are you satisfied with eating expensive things? You don't look down on them if you don't have more than tens of millions, right?"

Wang Hao is not such a person who gives up so easily. Although he has suffered several setbacks, he still keeps trying the expensive antiques in the store with the gourds.

But what disappointed Wang Hao was that the gourd didn't shake from beginning to end. Wang Hao had already begun to doubt the conclusion that he had previously conjectured to identify antiques in the gourd, at least it could not recognize the "bargain".

Wang Hao looked around and found that there was nothing more valuable. The most expensive thing was just a piece of porcelain priced at more than three million yuan.

Looking at the clerk not far away, Wang Hao ran over: "Beauty, do you have more than tens of millions of antiques in your store?"

The female clerk had been paying attention to Wang Hao before and found that his behavior was quite strange. People would carefully observe the things, see the signature, workmanship, and even use a magnifying glass to see the details.

But the "psychopath" in front of me kept knocking and knocking with the broken gourd in his hand. If it weren't for opening the door to do business and maintaining his image as a store, he would have wanted to blow him out long ago.

"Ten million?" The female clerk looked at Wang Hao with contempt: "Yes, our store treasure is the store-town treasure!"

Wang Hao asked excitedly: "Where is it?"

The female clerk did not answer Wang Hao, but looked at him mockingly: "Everyone said it is a treasure of the store. How could it be shown to people casually? If you can afford it, I will ask the boss to find it out. But I don't think you can afford it. Don't look at this thing!"

After hearing the female clerk's words, Wang Hao frowned instantly, knowing that she looked down on her. Not only did she, but the visitors around him looked contemptuous when they looked at her, obviously mocking her words just now.

Suddenly, a man in his fifties smiled and said, "Young man, you can't see the antiques in this antique shop just by wanting to see them. Even if you show them, what tricks can you see?"

After saying that, before Wang Hao could speak, the man took a Buddha statue that was not eye-catching on the ground and played with it in his hand. He looked at Wang Hao with ridiculous words and said:

"Look at this Buddha statue, it says that during the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty, the wood was also old, but it was old at first glance. The workmanship and signature were even more obvious. You can tell that it was a modern counterfeit product. You said that Boss Wan took out a broken flower pot and told you that it was a treasure of the store, worth tens of millions. Can you tell me?"

"Hahaha! Liu An, you are not kind anymore. You actually said in front of Boss Wan that someone's things are fakes!"

"Yes, I don't show any sarcasm when I see it, and I don't speak the truth or falsehood. Lao Liu, you can't do it. This is a bad rule!"

"That's right, Lao Liu, you are a destruction of Boss Wan, you are too unauthorized!"

The people around him were ridiculed, but they could see that they were complimenting Liu An's excellent attitude.

At this moment, Wan Renjie, the owner of Wanbaolou, said without caring about it: "Mr. Liu is a regular customer of our store. This wooden Buddha statue is not worth much money. It is used as a teaching junior for Mr. Liu. This is how the value of this imitation is reflected!"

Liu An benefited a lot from hearing this, and handed the wooden Buddha statue in his hand to Wang Hao with a proud look on his face: "Young man, practice more when you have time, be more at ease, don't be too ambitious all day!"

Wang Hao had long been accustomed to these self-righteous people. He smiled slightly and took the wooden Buddha statue in the other party's hand, but at this moment, the gourd in his hand suddenly shook.

(End of this chapter)
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