In Jiangcheng City at night, Shen Qiu locked himself in a temporary rental house.

There is a wooden shelf in the room, neatly placed with all kinds of antique porcelain calligraphy and paintings, there are blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty, porcelain white jars of the Ming Dynasty, red porcelain plates of the Qing Dynasty, and countless calligraphy and paintings of various celebrities.

Hundreds of pieces of antiques filled the wooden shelves, but unfortunately none of them were real, and without exception they were fakes and forgeries.

In just three years, Shen Qiu lost all his family property, a high-end pawn shop, two commercial houses, three luxury cars, and tens of millions of family properties were lost by Huo Huo.

Since Shen Qiu entered the industry, he has repeatedly lost money, and he has never picked up any leaks, and he is also notoriously stunned in this city.

My father was so angry that I had a stroke, my mother was hospitalized for a recurrence of her old illness, and my girlfriend was the first to block WeChat after learning the truth......

Am I really not suitable for this profession? Could it be that I, Shen Qiu, am destined to become a sinner of the Shen family? I am destined to be ridiculed for the rest of my life?

Shen Qiu stood in front of the shelves with tears streaming down his face and asked himself, his eyes were full of stubbornness and unwillingness, antiques made him have nothing and his reputation was ruined, from a rich second generation who made a generous move to a down-and-out boy who everyone laughed at.

Suddenly, he held up a blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty and smashed it on the concrete floor with a clatter.

Fuck you blue and white porcelain!

your white glaze bottle!

Bang!

Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting are gone! Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and painting are yours! Lao Tzu is not playing!

Shen Qiu smashed all the porcelain, calligraphy and paintings on the shelves, and he was reduced to such a point that every antique in the house was an accomplice!

Smash it! Smash it all!

The room was in shambles, and there was only a small round belly bottle on the shelves.

It was a treasure that Shen Qiu spent eight million to get from a friend in an antique shop, saying that it was a fake white milk bottle from the official kiln, but it turned out to be a high-imitation fake during the Republic of China.

The most unacceptable thing for Shen Qiu is that this thing is not a porcelain vase at all, and experts may have analyzed that it may be a columbarium used to hold ashes in the Republic of China era.

Columbarium?

Shen Qiu actually took the urn back as blue and white porcelain? Eight million took back an ash altar?

Later, Shen Qiu learned that the so-called good buddies set up a plot to harm him, and used a high-imitation columbarium altar to deceive the Shen family's pawnshop worth tens of millions.

And Shen Qiu became Jiangcheng's biggest joke because of this, and almost everyone in the antique world knew it overnight, and there was a stupid rich second generation who spent eight million to buy a columbarium in the Republic of China......

Smash! Smash!

Fuck the urn!

Shen Qiu got up angrily, and the white ash altar fell to the ground with a bang, and his heart was torn apart.

However, at the moment when the ash altar hit the ground, a white light exploded from it, and it burst into Shen Qiu's eyebrows with a pop.

Yes!

Shen Qiu first felt a strong heat, and then his head went blank.

"Wake up......"

Splitting headaches!

Who's talking!

"From now on, you are me, and I am you!"

A flood of memories poured in!

His eyes flashed with pictures of various porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, jade, and the four treasures of the study, as well as many memories of literary collections and erudition in feng shui......

This...... This is...... What's going on?

There seem to be a lot of memories of antique collecting in my mind inexplicably! From walnut wrenches, to celebrity calligraphy and painting, and strange stone jewelry, I am proficient in everything!

He jerked up a fragment of a columbarium altar on the ground, which happened to be engraved with a few traditional characters.

Wang Qianshi!

Wang Qianshi......

It suddenly seemed familiar to him, and suddenly, he remembered.

Could it be that Wang Qianshi, who was mentioned in the antique collection book during the Republic of China period, collected enough to build ten museums in his lifetime!?

Could it be that this is Wang Qianshi's columbarium?

Shen Qiu pinched himself hard, and only then did he react, because he smashed his ashes, he inexplicably had his lifelong collecting experience!

He casually picked up a dark green jade stone on the ground.

This is a piece of jade made of a safety buckle, the whole is a perfect circle, and a square mouth is buckled in the middle.

At that time, the boss claimed that this was a high-grade Hetian jade, with a smooth and clear surface, rounded edges and corners, and an extremely rare "mountain and river map" scene was formed, and 300,000 yuan could be bought several times over.

Shen Qiu took the jade button and glanced at it, and immediately keenly noticed the flaw in it.

The material of the jade buckle is not actually Hetian jade, but Lantian jade produced in Shaanxi, and the landscape painting in the middle is also artificially beaten, and the traces of hand-grinding can be seen at a glance!

This kind of safety deduction is at most the cost of a few hundred yuan, and those bastards deceived him of 300,000 back then!

Shen Qiu looked at the other "treasures" in the room one after another, and he could determine the authenticity at a glance.

It's incredible!

Shen Qiu took a deep breath and was very excited, he actually had the memory of the Heavenly Master of Treasure Appreciation, then he would definitely be able to get rid of his shame and be able to regain the dignity of the Shen family!

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell ......"

The hurried ringtone interrupted Shen Qiu's reverie, and the cold voice of the hospital nurse on the other end of the phone was: "Shen Qiu, come to the hospital as soon as possible to pay the money, your account is already in arrears of 13,000, and if you don't pay the money, your family can only be discharged early." ”

Shen Qiu hung up the phone and hurriedly went out, and the hospital was urging her mother's medical bills again.

There were only a few hundred yuan left in his pocket, which was naturally not enough to pay the medical bills, and he was going to borrow money from his relatives head-on, but he hesitated for a moment, and walked in the direction of the antique market with the only remaining few hundred yuan.

Jiangcheng City is a famous historical capital in the country, especially the antique market here is particularly prosperous, there are hundreds of antique stalls on both sides of the street alone, and the legendary story of picking up treasures is staged every day.

Shen Qiu stepped into the antique street and attracted the attention of the stall owners.

"Isn't this the eldest young master of the Shen family? Kuo Shao, who bought the ashes altar for eight million! Today, I came to the antique street to Taobao again!"

"Wide less is wide less, if you don't lose tens of thousands of yuan a day, your skin will be itchy!"

"Shen Dashao came to me! I have a good boutique here, I am sure to buy it back and make a fortune!"

There was an endless stream of discussions between the vendors on both sides, and they knew that Shen Qiu had fallen to the point of losing his soul, and they deliberately poured salt on his wound with their throats.

Shen Qiu was accustomed to these people's ridicule Wang Qianshi's memory made him realize a little, especially in the antique industry, what he played was the mentality, everyone was drunk and I woke up alone, and only picked himself red.

The stalls in the antique street are full, the treasures on the stalls are dazzling, porcelain, famous paintings, calligraphy and calligraphy, but the moisture is very deep, most of them are ordinary objects that are indiscriminately filled, if you want to find valuable treasures in it, it depends on personal eyesight and luck.

Almost halfway through, Shen Qiu inadvertently stopped and stopped in front of a first-class gold and silver jewelry stall.

The boss's stall mainly focuses on gold and silver jewelry, with a lot of things and miscellaneous things, including golden hairpins, necklaces, and bracelets, as well as silver bracelets, ruyi, rings and other ornaments, and even gold ingots of silver taels and horseshoe gold in ancient times.

Shen Qiu's gaze rested on a wooden headdress on the stall.

It is an ordinary wooden headdress, the whole is in the shape of a crescent moon, the headdress is carved on both sides of a large number of peach blossoms, the body is dark color, take a closer look at the old-fashioned shape, the workmanship is rough, and even the heart of the peach blossom is not presented.

Just as he was about to put his palm on the eye, a beautiful woman suddenly took the lead.

The woman is wearing a clean ponytail, looking like she is in her twenties, wearing sunglasses, carrying a small bag, a white T-shirt, and skinny jeans. The body exudes a pleasant fragrance of jasmine.

The woman grabbed the wooden headdress in front of Shen Qiu, and quickly pinched the headdress in her hand, her movements were quite sophisticated, and she could see that she was a veteran of shopping for goods.

Shen Qiu was speechless for a moment, according to the rules of the antique business, he had to buy and leave first, and he finally fell in love with something, but he was taken advantage of by this young woman.

The fat boss suddenly blossomed with joy at a glance, and hurried up to hold two sentences: "Girl's good eyesight!

Before the fat boss finished speaking, the beautiful woman pouted and shook her head and said, "Okay, don't hold it!" Girl, I'm blind, you are an ordinary pine material, I almost think it's Huanghuali!"

The beautiful woman's expression was disappointed, and she turned around and stuffed the pine headdress into Shen Qiu's hand: "Shen Da Shao will give you back ......"

Shen Qiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, looking carefully at this headdress is the object of ordinary people's homes in the past, poor families can't afford to buy gold and silver jewelry, so they just find a decent branch to make a living, the material of the headdress is pine, cheap to boundless wood, no substantive value, let alone any collection value.