Lin Hao bowed, his eyes fixed on the flower pot on the windowsill.

Not only is the shape of this flower pot very special, but there is also a faint aura lingering around the flower pot.

Now his five senses are very sensitive, and his eyesight is naturally different from ordinary people.

He can see things that others can't!

Now, for example, he could see the aura around the flower pot.

I didn't expect a small flower pot to have an aura lingering.

Isn't this pot ordinary?

Antique!

These two words immediately popped up in Lin Hao's mind.

Yes, only antiques can be stained with aura.

Lin Hao's eyes suddenly lit up!

If this pot is really an antique, then that is, his current eyesight can distinguish the authenticity of the antique.

This is an amazing finding!

Although he is not greedy for money, sometimes money can play a big role.

For example, if he wants to carry out free clinics, he needs to have a certain amount of financial support.

After thinking about it, Lin Hao decided to take this flower pot tomorrow and go to the antique market to verify his judgment.

See if you can really tell the difference between an antique and a fake.

If his eyes really have the ability to distinguish the real from the fake, then he has one more way to make money.

"Xiaolin, Xiaolin, what's wrong with you?"

Gao Zhengxiang walked to Lin Hao's side and pushed Lin Hao, who was staring at the flower pot in a daze.

"Huh?"

Lin Hao came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing!"

"I didn't expect Brother Lin to be like me, and he also likes orchids!"

Gao Wenwen saw that Lin Hao had been staring at orchids, and thought that Lin Hao, like her, also liked orchids.

She couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in her heart!

"Yes, yes, I also like orchids, this orchid is so beautiful, just as beautiful as Wenwen. Lin Hao praised casually.

Gao Wenwen heard Brother Lin compare her to an orchid, she was happy and ashamed in her heart, her pretty cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and she lowered her head embarrassedly.

Lin Hao suddenly found that Gao Zhengxiang was by his side.

He praised Gao Wenwen's beauty without concealment, and he couldn't make Gao Zhengxiang think that he was molesting his granddaughter.

For a while, Lin Hao was extremely embarrassed.

"Uh...... It's getting late, it's time for me to go back. ”

Lin Hao hurriedly took out his mobile phone and looked at the time to hide his embarrassment.

"It's still early, why are you in a hurry, since you've arrived at our house, why don't you have to eat a meal before leaving!" Gao Zhengxiang said politely.

Lin Hao did not refuse, stayed at Gao Zhengxiang's house, and left after a light meal.

On the second day, Lin Hao transplanted the orchid given to him by Gao Wenwen into another pot.

Then he put a cardboard box and packed this weird pot so that it wouldn't break.

He didn't tell Gao Wenwen and Gao Zhengxiang that this flower pot was very unusual.

For one, he wasn't sure if the pot was an antique;

Second, even if this is an antique, Gao Wenwen's grandfather and grandson may not believe it;

Third, even if they believe it, they may sell the antique at a low price.

It is better for him to go to the antique market first to find out the bottom, and if he can really sell it for a high price, then he will give them the money from the sale to improve their current living conditions.

At the same time, he can also take a look around the antique market to see if he can pick up a leak and make a small fortune.

With this suspected antique flower pot, Lin Hao came to the largest antique market in Runcheng.

The antique market is divided into two sections, one for the shops on the street and the other for the shops in the market.

Lin Hao carried a cardboard box and walked down the antique street, slowly looking for a suitable store.

When passing by an antique shop called 'Wenfangxuan', Lin Hao happened to see a young man holding a cloth bag tightly in his hand and hurriedly walked into Wenfangxuan.

Lin Hao followed in with some curiosity.

This antique shop is decorated in an antique style, and the shop is stocked with a variety of scholars' treasures.

"Boss, do you collect inkstones here?" the young man asked after a moment's hesitation.

"Oh, take it out and take a look first!"

The boss of Wen Fangxuan's eyes rolled slightly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the cloth bag in the young man's arms.

He has a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and he looks like a profiteer.

"This ......," the young man hesitated, but finally nodded, "All right!"

With that, he carefully placed the cloth bag on the counter, and then opened the cloth bag layer after layer.

Finally, an inkstone with purple and blue is revealed.

Lin Hao has never been in contact with antiques, and now he wants to know some antique knowledge.

Therefore, he pretended to play with the four treasures of the study in the store, and secretly observed on the side.

As soon as the boss of Wenfangxuan saw the young man's inkstone, a surprise flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting.

He took a magnifying glass and began to study it carefully.

When he saw the side of the inkstone, another surprise flashed in his eyes.

However, when he turned the inkstone over and saw the words on the bottom of the inkstone, his face immediately appeared disappointed.

Then, he shook his head again and again, pushed the inkstone to the young man's side, and said lightly: "Little brother, this is an imitation, it's not worth a few dollars!"

"How is it possible, this is handed down by my ancestors, and it is the inkstone used by Su Dongpo!" the young man looked incredulous.

"Yes, the side of the inkstone is indeed engraved with the words 'Suzi has the name of the inkstone Yutang', and there is also the seal carving of the 'Dongpo' seal, but the stone of this inkstone is loose and floating, not delicate enough, and the carving is also very rough, it is obviously an imitation of later generations, maybe it is imitated in modern times, and there is no collection value at all. ”

The boss of Wenfangxuan said the truth, and the young man opened his mouth wide and had nothing to say.

The boss is right, there are very few genuine products left by Su Dongpo, and Su Dongpo is very famous, so there are many imitations of him in the market.

However, although this inkstone is an imitation, the stone is solid, lubricated and delicate, and the value of the inkstone alone is also a rare treasure.

This boss saw that the young man didn't understand anything, so he had the heart to suppress the price and wanted to pick up a leak.

"So, how much is this inkstone worth?" asked the young man, a little disappointed.

"Uh...... In this way, I just have a customer who needs the cheapest inkstone, and I don't have a suitable inkstone for him, so I will accept your inkstone for 300 yuan, how about it?" said the boss as he stared at the young man.

"It's only three hundred dollars, isn't it?!" boss, you can't lie to me, are you?" asked the young man with a suspicious expression.

"I'm lying to you? Brother, you go and ask around, where is my Wenfangxuan? The most honest deal, the price is fair, Tong Su is not deceived, I am willing to spend 300 yuan to accept your broken stone for the sake of falling in love with you, if it is replaced by someone else, hum! ”

The boss was very excited, his face was full of grievances, as if he had been greatly insulted.