"Rich!" He Fei's heart was beating faster and he was overjoyed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He really didn't expect that the antique appraisal technique in Mo Ling's small world would be so powerful.

With this kind of antique appraisal technique, it is impossible to buy and sell antiques by yourself!

"Haha, haha......"

He Fei, who got carried away, couldn't help laughing out loud, causing the stall owner to roll his eyes again and again: "Hey, hey, hey, do you buy it or not, don't giggle here if you don't buy it!" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm so happy, haha!" He Fei glanced at it again and shook his head repeatedly, "It's not genuine, don't buy it." ”

The stall owner's face twitched fiercely, and he couldn't help but look at He Fei with some suspicion, thinking in his heart that this kid should not be fooling.

Where is anyone who knows that none of the goods in their stall are genuine without even touching them, and with this kind of identification technique, they still need to come to the stall to shop for goods?

Suspicion is suspicion, and the stall owner still took out an ancient painting from the drawer of the stall: "Then look at this painting." ”

He Fei could see the details of this painting at a glance, and was about to speak, but he still stopped it in time.

It's scary enough to know the truth without even touching it.,Now people don't even unfold the painting and you know the truth or falsehood.,Isn't this open?

Although you do hang up, don't let people know if you don't know that you're hanging.

No matter what industry it is, if the edge is too strong, it will be retaliated, and He Fei still knows how to restrain it.

The stall owner carefully unfolded the ancient map, and then looked at He Fei with some expectation: "How is it?" ”

He Fei pretended to touch it, deliberately frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "This painting is half antique. ”

The stall owner's heart jumped suddenly, and he hurriedly asked, "Why do you say it's half an antique?" ”

He Fei said slowly: "This piece of paper is indeed Song Dynasty rice paper, it is an antique, but this calligraphy is not Huang Tingjian's authentic handwriting. ”

The stall owner's eyes suddenly widened, and he held He Fei's hand tightly with both hands: "Master, what a master!" ”

He Fei hurriedly shook off the stall owner's hand, and was held by a big man like this, the feeling was like goosebumps all over his body, and his orientation was normal.

The stall owner also knew that he was rude, and withdrew his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm too excited." My name is Li Dongshan, what do you call this gentleman? ”

He Fei also introduced himself: "My name is He Fei. Boss Li, why are you so excited? ”

Li Dongshan said: "That's the case, I'm going to buy a batch of goods next month, I'm not afraid of losing money, Mr. He will go with me, I will give Mr. He 200,000, how about it?" ”

"Two hundred thousand?" He Fei was secretly taken aback, he really didn't expect that he was so valuable now, but he glanced at Li Dongshan's stall and shook his head, "Boss Dong, can you afford a commission of 200,000 yuan for your stall?" You're not going to do illegal business, are you? ”

Li Dongshan waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no, it's a regular industry." I'm just setting up this stall as a hobby, and my shop is over there. ”

Following the direction of Li Dongshan's finger, He Fei saw a very large and magnificent antique shop: Li Ji Antiques.

He Fei laughed twice and didn't say anything.

The antique industry is pitting people, and the owner of a regular antique shop comes out to pit people and calls it a book of Wanli, maybe it is more profitable than selling real antiques, and it is completely normal for Li Dongshan to have this "hobby".

If you have money, it's a bastard, as long as it's a serious business, He Fei has no reason not to agree: "Next month, right?" I'll leave you a call, you call me two days in advance, I have to ask for leave first. ”

"Okay, then it's settled." Li Dongshan took out his mobile phone and wrote down He Fei's phone number on his mobile phone, "You must come then!" ”

"Okay." He Fei nodded, and just as he wanted to turn around and leave, a wooden dough pin-shaped piece suddenly fell out of Li Dongshan's drawer.

He Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he rubbed the rolling pin in his hand back and forth, staring straight at the rolling pin.

Li Dongshan noticed He Fei's eyes, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart: "Mr. He, this piece of wood ......"

He Fei originally wanted to lie and say that he was looking away, but Mo Lin's cold voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "The third rule that the owner of the Ink Token must abide by: it is forbidden to lie for personal gain!" ”

He Fei called a thumping of his chest, eager to throw the ink token out of 108,000 miles.

No treacherous business, no business, no treachery, you don't let me lie in the antique industry, I'm still a fart!

He Fei wanted to lie, but his tongue was out of his control, and he returned the rolling pin to Li Dongshan: "This piece of wood is South China Sea agarwood, which was more than a thousand years ago, and has both antique and medicinal values, at least worth one million." ”

"Is Mr. Ho telling the truth?" Li Dongshan was overjoyed and hurriedly made a call, "Lao Chen, come out quickly!" Right away! ”

In less than a minute, a middle-aged man in his forties, slightly chubby, trotted out of Li Kee's antique shop panting: "Boss, what's the matter?" ”

"Immediately identify whether this piece of wood is agarwood!" Li Dongshan handed the rolling pin to Lao Chen, Lao Chen took out a magnifying glass and looked around, his originally casual face gradually became solemn, and then he was stunned.

He first stroked the rolling pin up and down, then put the rolling pin under his nose and sniffed it, and finally even hit a lighter and roasted it slightly.

The rolling pin was slightly baked, and a fragrance suddenly permeated the surroundings, and the aroma could be smelled within a few meters.

"It smells so good!"

"It's ...... Agilawood! ”

The surrounding bosses are all connoisseurs, and as soon as the aroma spreads, people suddenly boil: "Oh my God! Such a fragrant agarwood! It's a long time! ”

"Lao Li, where did you get the goods?"

"It's none of your business!" Li Dongshan hurriedly put away the rolling pin, picked up He Fei and ran to the store, and Lao Chen also followed back to the store.

Lao Chen was excited, and said with a sigh of breath: "Boss, I can't identify the specific year of this piece of agarwood, but at least it has a history of several hundred years, and it is worth seven or eight hundred thousand." If it is put in the auction house, it is not a problem to sell for more than 1.5 million or even 2 million! ”

Li Dongshan's eyes were red with excitement: "Okay, good, haha!" ”

This rolling pin was left by his grandfather, and it is said that it was handed down from his ancestors, but no one knows the value of this piece of wood.

Also, how can agarwood look like a rolling pin?

Seeing Li Dongshan so excited, He Fei shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

It's all damn Mo Lin, otherwise you can buy it at a low price and sell it at a high price, and you can make a million dollars to say the least!

Just when He Fei was very disappointed, Li Dongshan suddenly took out the checkbook, swiped a number, and handed it to He Fei: "Brother He, your old brother is really admired!" You take this money, which is regarded as a thank you gift from my brother and a commission after a month of prepayment. ”

He Fei took the check and looked at it, and gasped: "500,000!" ”