Flower City Tiandu Avenue

The surroundings were very noisy, and a young man who looked like he was twenty-five or sixteen years old, lying motionless on the road like a dead pig.

"Drip ...... Didi ......"

A large truck came in front of him, and the driver of the car began to honk his horn when he was far away, but he did not see any movement from the man, and the driver had to brake urgently.

"Looking for death, lying on the road in the middle of the night, pretending to be a corpse?" the driver closed the door and hurriedly walked down and scolded loudly, and kicked the young man to see if he was still alive.

In fact, the driver was also very nervous at the moment, and he was mentally prepared to face a horrific corpse.

Zhang Lin slowly opened his eyes and found that the light was slightly dazzling, originally he thought he was dead, but he didn't expect to be alive.

He saw himself lying on the road with a car parked in front of him, and all those fragmented memories of drunkenness were recalled in an instant.

Thinking about how depraved a woman is, he feels very unworthy.

"The road is driven by your house? You are allowed to drive and I am not allowed to sleep? Zhang Lin slowly stood up and scolded.

Zhang Lin was very depressed because his girlfriend broke up with him, so he silently went to the tavern and ordered a bundle of beer, but he didn't even order the food, and he came to the road alone when he was drunk.

When I woke up, I saw the scene just now, although I was at a loss, but I couldn't admit defeat in momentum, as the so-called wine strengthens heroes, and in the eyes of drunk people, the whole world is their own, so they speak loudly.

"You're a psychopath, count me unlucky today, I can't afford to mess with you!" The driver of the big car scolded and drove the car away, and then threw a few hundred yuan to Wang Lin.

"Don't go, you girl, drive into me!" Wang Lin really wanted to die, so that there would be no more troubles.

"Cut, it's great to be rich!" Wang Lin picked up the money and scolded, after all, no matter how small an ant is, it is meat for him.

"Alas!" Wang Lin let out a sigh.

This scene is very similar to the scene during the day, I remember that I happily prepared a table of meals, only to find that my girlfriend Liu Qian got into an old man's car and left, and also gave himself a contemptuous look, which he will never forget.

Wang Lin said on the spot, "It's great to be rich!"

As a result, his girlfriend retorted: "Rich is amazing!"

At this time, Wang Lin realized how bad he was over the years, although he worked hard, but compared with those who were born with so much money that they couldn't spend it, it was more than a little worse.

The so-called three glasses of wine are all worry-free in the world, so Wang Lin went to drink.

"Young man, drink some water, you are still so young, why can't you think about it, there is no hurdle in life that you can't get over.

We are all past generations, and you have to remember that you should never lose faith in life. It was an old woman who was picking up garbage on the side of the road who was talking, and she was comforting Wang Lin at the moment.

The moment he saw his grandmother, Wang Lin thought of his mother, the young but white-haired woman, running around every day for life, and at this moment a touch of moisture gradually appeared in the corners of Wang Lin's eyes.

Think about the fact that there are still people in this world who care about themselves, and why they don't cherish themselves.

"Old woman, thank you......" Wang Lin shook his head and cleared his head.

"Young man, remember your mother-in-law'......"

"Well, definitely. ”

Wang Lin began to get up and go home, walking, and suddenly he saw the string of numbers "Material: cement, 2006".

Dazzling, it must be dazzling, Wang Lin shook his head, rubbed his eyes and looked at the telephone pole again.

He found that the string of numbers was still there.

Immediately afterward, it looked at other items.

Plastics, 2019

Iron, 2016

Wood, 2000

Wang Lin didn't believe in evil and picked up the bottle in his hand.

I found that the production date was September 28, 2019, which was exactly the same as the big words that appeared in front of my eyes just now.

Damn, that's accurate.

Could it be that this is the legendary golden finger?

Wang Lin looked at other things on the street in disbelief.

2018，2019，2007，2009，2003......

He found that as long as it was a man-made object, almost all of it was displayed.

As for natural products, there is not much to show.

Really, Wang Lin now feels like winning the lottery in a dream.

Wang Lin was very excited, but at the same time he was a little puzzled, that is, what is the use of this golden finger?

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't come up with a reason, and then Wang Lin took a ride home, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, Wang Lin didn't go to work, and he wasn't in the mood to go to work.

Wang Lin arrived at an antique market in the city.

It's not the biggest antique market in the city, but it's a place where you can often find treasures.

Wang Lin came to a small stall, this stall is not small, there are a lot of antiques, and the ground is full of ......

Wang Lin glanced at it with his open-eyed eyes, and found that there were dense numbers in front of him, and his eyes were dazzled when he saw it.

"It would be nice to be able to distinguish the colors from different generations. Wang Lin sighed.

Suddenly, thousands of antiques in front of me began to automatically distinguish colors, some dark, some light, some red, some green, and some blue......

Among them, the white one is the most, accounting for almost the majority.

After observing for a long time, Wang Lin found that there were only two different colors, which were two cyan ceramics.

Wang Lin stepped forward carefully and took a look, they were ceramics 1916 and ceramics 1720.

Hey, hey!

Although Wang Lin was very moved, he still pretended to be very calm.

These merchants, who like to start on the spot the most, see that the more you like something, the more they raise the price, and they expect you to buy it anyway.

"Boss, how much is this?" Wang Lin asked tentatively, the 1916 ceramic bottle.

"This 25 thousand. The boss said.

"25,000?"

Wang Lin touched his pocket and found that there was only 3,000 yuan.

"Boss, obviously, you are an imitation, and it is a high imitation, where is it worth so much money?" Wang Lin is not wrong, this is indeed an imitation, it is an imitation of the Tang Dynasty during the Republic of China.

"Where's this imitation? Don't talk nonsense, young man, if you say that, then I won't sell it to you." The boss snatched the bottle from Wang Lin's hand and said.

Wang Lin touched the body of the ceramic pot with his hand, and then said, "According to the pattern at the bottom, and the feel, I can judge very accurately, this blue and white porcelain is an imitation of modern times, and the time is definitely not more than 50 years, boss, am I right?" Wang Lin said seriously, in fact, where does he know what to look at cultural relics, they are all made up by him.

"Generally speaking, porcelain only has a feeling of sweating when it is more than 200 years old, and porcelain less than 200 years old will feel dry and dry to the touch, and there will be a dry and harsh friction sound when repeatedly rubbing the surface of the porcelain or rubbing the glaze.

Porcelain over 800 years old rarely feels wet, because although the porcelain of this age is dry, it is definitely not a dry friction sound when rubbed.

Of course, there is also a sense of astringency, softness and hardness, warmth and coolness, a sense of familiarity, a sense of slippery, a sense of thickness and a sense of concave and convex, there is no feeling that matches, so you can't even count as an imitation, it is a modern handicraft. ”

Wang Lin's words, the boss who listened to it felt weak for a while, but he didn't expect to meet an expert today, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Of course, Wang Lin is not an expert, the things mentioned above are just entry-level porcelain things, after all, Wang Lin has also studied antiques, and he naturally knows these.

However, due to the lack of antiques that have been touched, it is easier said than done, and any of the above feelings are not easy to touch, otherwise antique experts are not satisfied with the sky?

"Then how much money are you going to pay, boss?" the stall owner respectfully handed over the blue and white porcelain to Wang Lin's hand.

"No, you're too new!" Wang Lin pretended to leave and put the blue and white porcelain in place.

"Boss, don't go, boss, 10,000, 8,000, 5,000, sell it if ......you give money," saw Wang Lin leaving, and the stall owner immediately shouted.

"300 yuan at most, if I don't see a dog pattern on it, I happen to be a dog, otherwise I don't want to. ”

"300 is 300, just make a friend. The boss smiled and packed the blue and white porcelain.

You must know that there are a lot of people who know a lot about cultural relics now, but there are very few people who can be called experts and researchers, and Wang Lin's performance just now is no different from those experts in the eyes of the boss.

Therefore, it is still very happy to be able to make money and make expert-level friends.

"But you'll have to give me one more, you're worth 150"

The boss's heart is bleeding, but he himself knows that what he enters is fake, and it is not worth much, and this is still an expert.

"Big brother, I can give you a piece, and I should make you a friend, but you can't tell anyone about me selling fakes, otherwise I won't be able to sell them," the boss whispered.

"Okay, I promise you, that's it" Wang Lin picked up a small bottle from the Qing Dynasty.