Leaving the store, Chu Fengping returned home alone.

With the connoisseur pupil, are you afraid that you won't be able to get money?

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Chu Feng got up early in the morning, washed hastily, and then took the bus to the antique market in the north of the city. There are large and small cultural relics dealers throughout the city, the fakes are good and bad, and the prices range from dozens to millions.

The white of the fish belly on the horizon has not yet faded, and there are only a few customers in the market, but the vendors with small stalls have already crowded the sides of the street.

Chu Feng glanced indifferently and didn't find anything good.

To tell the truth, the antique circle is mixed, this is a place where everyone can set up a stall, and the quality of the goods is not guaranteed, unless there are two sharp eyes, otherwise 99% of the treasures found are worthless fakes.

As he observed, he walked deeper into the market, and two hours passed without finding anything.

"Ah, it seems that it's still a bit too ideal, there are too many fakes, why is it so difficult to make money?" Chu Fengping pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly twice, and continued to insist.

Suddenly, a small dusty teapot came into his afterglow.

Although the teapot was inconspicuous in appearance, and was even placed in the most inconspicuous corner by the stall owner, his intuition told Chu Fengping that it was by no means an ordinary condition.

Suppressing the curiosity in his heart, Chu Fengping leisurely walked around the neighborhood a few times, and finally pretended to be careless and walked around to the small teapot.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, and when he saw Chu Fengping stopping, he immediately smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth: "Ouch, young man, all the goods I have here have tasted by myself, all of them are genuine, all of them are potential stocks!

"Uh-huh. ”

Chu Fengping responded with a pair or not, and silently looked at the other objects.

Hehe, if it weren't for the Divine Pupil, he might have believed this person's nonsense. The bottles, pots, books, paintings, and so on on in the stall, they must have texture, they must be in good condition, they really look like that, and if they are put in the past, Chu Fengping may not be able to grasp it accurately.

Although he graduated from university with a major in cultural relics, he is a mortal after all.

Right now...... Oh, it's just some garbage with superb counterfeiting skills!

Except for the dusty little teapot.

"Boss, how do you sell this thing?" Chu Feng picked up the teapot as if unintentionally, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully. Although it is covered with dust, the patterns and paintings on the teapot are clearly visible.

The red sun silver snake, the thunder and the white tiger, each stroke is sketched vividly, the pen is vigorous, the momentum is like a rainbow, it is the true work of Zhang Moyan, a master of calligraphy and painting in the Tang Dynasty. The shape of the body of the pot is the most popular in the Tang Dynasty, the side handle is made of high-purity gold, and the lid is inlaid with imperial green jadeite, which is worth at least ...... to this day 800,000!

"What's this?" said the boss, with a look of disappointment on his face, mixed with a little disdain.

Really, there are so many good goods in front of him, why did this kid fall in love with that thing?

This pot, if you want to brag about it, you don't know where to start.

Never mind!

"Since you like it, I'll sell it to you for 25,000 yuan!" the boss waved his hand arrogantly, with an expression of "I'm cheaper for you".

Chu Fengping frowned.

25,000 ...... It's too expensive. It's not that the pot isn't worth the price, it's mainly that he didn't bring much money at all, except for the necessary steamed bun money and water and electricity bills, Chu Fengping could only take out eight or nine hundred at most.

Pursing his lips, he gritted his teeth and took out a few red tickets from his trouser pocket: "Seven hundred yuan, do you want to sell it?"

"Sell, sell, sell!"

The boss nodded without hesitation, for fear that Chu Feng would repent, snatched the banknotes, and then stuffed the small pot into his hand, and muttered while stuffing it: "Young man, I see that you are not like a person who often visits the antique market." I can tell you, we have rules here, we are willing to gamble and lose, and we will not return the goods after the transaction is completed!

Chu Fengping: "......"

It seems that his 700 yuan is expensive.

On the side, there were a few snickering and ridicule faintly from the passers-by who watched the excitement.

"Look at that fool, seven hundred yuan bought a broken pot!"

"No wonder he is dressed so shabby, there is a hole in his head, even if he gives him a million for nothing, he can give Huo Huo away. ”

......

Quietly listening to the sarcasm around him, Chu Feng did not change his face, silently wiped the dust on the surface of the teapot with his sleeve, and carefully collected it.

Just as he was about to leave, a delicate and arrogant female voice came from behind him.

"What's the matter with you? My sister called you! Do you have long ears?"

The sound is more than a dozen familiar.

Chu Fengping turned around and saw a tall woman with a good face standing not far away, with a girl who looked a little milky beside her.

It was the two girls who went to the store yesterday to see the goods.

Just as he turned around, Chu Fengping nodded at them: "Miss Wang, good morning." ”

"Hello Mr. Chu, I'm sorry, Wenwen didn't mean to offend just now. Wang Yunshi smiled apologetically, her eyes were full of moving water waves, and her estrangement revealed charm, after speaking, she pulled Wang Wenwen's arm, frowned and whispered, "How many times have I told you, you can't be rude when you speak!"

"Didn't I see him ignore his sister......" Wang Wenwen pouted, explained two sentences aggrievedly, and stopped talking.

Chu Fengping shook his head: "It's okay, it's my fault first." May I ask Miss Wang what happened to me just now?"

"Hmm. Wang Yunshi nodded meaningfully and pointed to the cloth bag he was carrying cross-body, "Can I take a look at the antique teapot that Mr. Chu bought?"

Seen?

Chu Fengping was shocked.

How does he feel that Wang Yunshi did not meet by chance, but has been planned for a long time?

"Absolutely. Chu Fengping smiled politely, took out the pot, and handed it over, with an obscure expression in his eyes.

Wang Yunshi put the small and delicate pot in her hand and played with it for a while, then glanced at Wang Wenwen and said quietly: "It's better to sell this pot to me." I'll give 200,000!"

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers suddenly sighed.

In their opinion, Chu Fengping's 700 yuan to buy a broken pot was already an extremely stupid act, but the beautiful and moving woman in front of him was actually worth 200,000 yuan as soon as she opened her mouth!

The most important thing is that this woman's temperament is extraordinary, her clothes are low-key and simple, but she reveals a luxurious atmosphere, and she looks like a lady from a famous family. If it is said that Chu Fengping is a poor boy who has no knowledge, it doesn't matter, but even the young lady of a rich family has a soft spot for broken pots, which is ...... It's ridiculous!