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Seeing that there was no gloom in the eyes of the sixth child, Meng Zitao didn't have to think about it, he knew that the sixth child definitely didn't have any promises with the young people.

Although the antique industry has such and such rules, after all, it is a legal society, and the rules are not the law, and the lawsuit is of course subject to the law.

But as the old saying goes, you have a good plan, I have a wall ladder, and the law stipulates that counterfeits cannot be sold, but the seller can't sell things as fakes.

What do you mean?

For example, the seller has an imitation of a blue and white plate from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, and the seller only says that it is a blue and white plate, and does not mention whether it is real or fake from beginning to end. Or vaguely tell a story, what this blue and white plate got from an old lady, she herself said, her ancestors were big officials or something.

In this way, if the buyer buys the thing and finds out that it is a fake, it is useless to go to court.

The reason is very simple, because the seller only said that it was a blue and white plate from beginning to end, and did not make any promises, so you don't necessarily say that it is not a blue and white plate, right?

You agree to it, and you don't force you to buy it.

As for the story, it is even more benevolent, wise and wise, and the seller can completely say that because of the long time, he no longer remembers what the old lady is like.

Besides, everyone is an adult, and if you buy something with a story that you don't even know whether it's true or false, who will suffer if you don't suffer?

Therefore, the self-confidence of the young man in front of him is completely based on his ignorance of the antique industry, no matter what, his eyes are fixed this time.

Since something happened to the sixth child, Meng Zitao could only go to other places to see, so he visited a few stalls that he used to go to before.

When it was nearly nine o'clock, Meng Zitao had an extra Duan inkstone in his hand, which he bought for 500 yuan, and if this Duan Yan was sold to an antique shop, it could be sold for at least 2,000 yuan, which was a small leak.

Meng Zitao is very satisfied with this result, after all, although there are a lot of stories in the antique industry, but if you really want to encounter such a thing, even if the odds of winning the lottery are not so low, but it is not much higher.

If the antique market is leaking every day, then every practitioner can have a lot of money, but in reality, this is obviously impossible. Even those expert appraisers can't often pick up leaks, let alone ordinary people.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Meng Zitao prepared to go to Zhengyixuan to have a look. As he walked, he thought to himself, as if his luck had gotten better since he gained the ability.

If you don't pick up the leak two weeks in advance, you can say that you just bought this inkstone.

Obviously, the stall with this piece of Duan Yan has just been patronized by a senior antique lover in Ling City, and the position of this Duan Yan is also very conspicuous. With the eyesight of that veteran antique lover, he should be able to recognize it, but he didn't expect to be cheaper in the end, which is really strange.

It can't be said that this person wants to give away the money that is easy to get in hand, right?

After thinking about it, Meng Zitao felt that there was really no way to explain it except for his own luck.

"Could this ability also improve people's luck?"

I don't think my luck was particularly bad, but at best, it was average, and the change started with the ability, so it's not hard to guess the conclusion.

Furthermore, Meng Zitao thought again, will his luck get better and better with the accumulation of aura?

After a while, Meng Zitao put down this thought, it was useless to think about it, whether this is the case or not, time will come to prove.

At this time, Meng Zitao suddenly heard the sound of beads rolling down, so he hurriedly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw that the direction of the sound was a cultural play stall, on which there were cultural play gourds, cicada jars, nuclear carvings, bracelets, etc., which can be described as dazzling.

In front of the stall, there stood a cute girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a bracelet with a broken thread in her hand, and the beads on the bracelet rolled all over the ground.

Next to the girl was a boy her age, who was busy picking up the beads from the ground.

However, although it is almost nine o'clock now, there are many fewer people on the antique street, but in comparison, there are still a lot of people. More than a dozen or twenty beads on this bracelet suddenly fell to the ground, and if you don't pay attention, of course, you will inevitably be trampled on by some people.

These beads are all wooden, and some of them have been broken by stepping on, either with abrasions on the surface, or missing a piece or something missing.

So, the stall owner, who was still smiling, immediately changed his fierce expression, and immediately walked out of the stall with lightning speed and stopped the two. It looked like he was afraid that the two of them would run away irresponsibly.

Meng Zitao pursed his lips, in broad daylight and in full view of everyone, why did this person make such a gesture? Could it be that people can still run?

However, the stall owner obviously didn't think so, and said in an unkind tone: "My natural agarwood bracelet was brought in by me from Qiong Province for 8,000 yuan, and now it has become like this, what do you say?"

As soon as Meng Zitao heard this, he sneered in his heart, if this bracelet is really worth eight thousand, this person will be so generous to put it on the stall and let others watch it?

It's just that these two young people are obviously the kind of people who don't know about antiques, and when they heard the price of eight thousand, they were a little confused.

After a while, the girl came back to her senses and wanted to refute, but she didn't know how to say it, a small face was flushed, if you changed the environment, this look was really cute.

To say, the people on the antique street, many people know that the stall owner is tired of the words, but there are still a lot of good deeds, although they know that the stall owner is bluffing, but still can't help but say a few words of rumors, such as such a big person to visit the antique market, do not understand the rules, sloppy and other words.

When the two young men heard these words, they were even more at a loss, and the girl was even more anxious to cry.

Seeing this, the stall owner said again: "Okay, seeing that you are young, I will consider myself unlucky, and the purchase price will be as much as you want." Seeing that you don't look like you're carrying so much money, I can wait for your parents to come over. If you don't agree, then let's go to the police station and judge it!"

Hearing this, Meng Zitao couldn't stand it anymore, not because he likes to meddle in things, on the one hand, he also came from this stage, and when he saw their helpless appearance, he was a little soft-hearted.

On the other hand, I think that this stall owner is too unauthentic to do this, even if you want to "touch porcelain", you don't need to look for this teenage child.

As for how Meng Zitao knew that this was touching porcelain, not to mention his years of experience, the reason is also simple, how can a good bracelet be so easy to break, let alone a new entrant?

So, Mencius stepped forward, and regardless of the look of surprise in the stall owner's eyes, he asked the young man for a bead, and then looked at it. With his experience in cultural play, it is not difficult to find that this agarwood bead is indeed agarwood, but it is artificial.

Whether artificial agarwood is fake agarwood or not, it also depends on what the situation is, one is pressed by adding agarwood oil to other woods. This situation can be said to be false agarwood.

The other is a modern technology for planting agarwood, which is to artificially infect the tree with germs that can produce agarwood during the growth process of agarwood, so that the tree can form agarwood after being infected. This technique is also known as artificial, but the agarwood that is "grown" in this way cannot be said to be fake.

The agarwood beads with this bracelet in front of you are the second situation, but this kind of agarwood is a little insufficient, as time goes by, the taste of agarwood will become weaker and weaker, so the market price is not expensive, and you can buy a good one for a few hundred yuan.

Therefore, the 8,000 yuan said by the stall owner is obviously blackmail!

To be honest, if the stall owner didn't use such a means, no matter how much money he wanted, Meng Zitao wouldn't care, but now, looking at the pair of young people who were looking at him, he thought about it and decided to give back a helping hand.

"This boss, this agarwood bracelet costs 8,000 yuan? You can't be mistaken, right?" When talking about the price, Meng Zitao also accentuated his tone.

When the stall owner heard this, he stared at Meng Zitao viciously with his eyes, and he was a little shocked in his heart.

You know, in the antique industry, touching porcelain has been around since ancient times, and people in the industry are used to it, and it generally doesn't matter, everyone won't care, let alone in this era.

Therefore, when the stall owner saw Meng Zitao intervening, he secretly scolded Meng Zitao in his heart, but also wondered what Meng Zitao's intention was in doing this, was it just a roar when he saw the unevenness?

In addition, although Meng Zitao was dressed very ordinarily, the temperament exuded by his body was not like that of people at the bottom of the society, which made him unable to see Meng Zitao's identity background for a while.

In fact, the temperament on Meng Zitao was cultivated when he was learning to act, so that when he bought something, the seller couldn't see his bottom.

However, Meng Zitao himself is not afraid of this stall owner, he is very familiar with the antique street, how can he not see that the stall owner in front of him is new. This person really wants to make some trouble, and he has the means to deal with it.

Seeing that the stall owner was still hesitating, Meng Zitao continued: "Leave a line in everything, we will see each other in the future, some things should not be done too much, everyone is out to mix, why bother with you to live and die, boss, don't you say?"

"Okay!"

The stall owner thought for a moment, and finally agreed. There is a way that a strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, besides, although he will engage in some crooked ways, he is still a businessman, and he understands the truth that he will have to pay back sooner or later, so he decided to take a step back.

So, he said to the young man: "For the sake of this brother's face, you give me six hundred yuan, and this time the matter will be settled." ”