"Nima!" He Fei wanted to turn his face with Mo Lin on the spot, what's wrong with people willing to give him money, it's a check, what kind of messy rules do you have, I don't want to play, okay?

"No, I can't. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Lin seemed to know what He Fei was thinking, and replied directly, "You have officially opened the small world of Mo Ling, unless you die, you can't give up the ink token in this life." ”

He Fei's face twitched several times, and his teeth were clenched, which was called a gritted tooth!

Seeing that He Fei's expression was a little weird, the old man didn't say anything, so he directly wrote a number on the check and handed it to He Fei: "This little brother, this is 100,000, please be sure to accept it." This small amount of money is not enough to express my gratitude, it is just a simple greeting gift. I owe you a favor, if you need help in the future, you can go directly to the Liujia villa in the west of the city to find me. ”

"One hundred thousand?" He Fei's eyes lit up suddenly, and he directly communicated with Mo Lin with his consciousness, "This money was given by others, but I didn't ask for it myself, so I have no opinion, right?" ”

Mo Lin said: "This does not violate the rules of the Mo Ling small world, and it can be accepted." ”

As soon as he heard that he could accept it, He Fei immediately took the check, as if he was afraid that Mo Lin would regret it: "Mr. Liu, then I might as well be respectful." ”

Liu Lao smiled slightly, and handed a golden business card to He Fei: "Remember to bring this when you go to the Liu family villa to find me, otherwise the doorman won't let you in." Goodbye, little brother. ”

Liu Lao's granddaughter, the girl, also waved her hand at He Fei and stuck out her tongue: "Goodbye, little brother, hehe, I had a really exciting time today, let's play again next time." ”

He Fei couldn't help but complain a hundred times in his heart, a hundred times: Still playing? Play with your sister! Look at the angel who won't kill you next time, no, fall to death your!

Liu Lao took his granddaughter away, and He Fei noticed the gold business card in his hand, looking left and right, how did he look like it was made of real gold, and his heart couldn't help but flutter.

He Fei is a student of history, and he has studied things such as antiques, and by the way, he has also studied gold and diamonds, so it is not a problem to identify the authenticity of gold.

This business card has 50 grams, and it is worth a lot of money if you sell it!

Although He Fei doesn't know what the background of the Chengxi Liu family is, the people who can drive a Rolls-Royce are really different, even the business card is golden, hehe.

However, He Fei didn't plan to sell this business card, the person who could hand someone a golden business card was willing to help him, this is a great favor, how could he casually exchange this favor for cash?

Besides, 100,000 yuan is in hand, and I am not short of money for the time being, and there is no need to sell my business card.

Thinking about yesterday, I was still worried about 100,000 yuan, and today I have a check for 100,000 yuan, He Fei's mood is called happy: "If you have money, go to Nana's house, see what her mother can say this time!" ”

Before going to his girlfriend's house, He Fei went to the bank to convert the check into cash, and found that 100,000 yuan was only a small ten, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

You know, he prepared a backpack to hold the money, and it turned out that his little money was enough to hold the bottom of the backpack!

Fortunately, others didn't know that his bag was used to hold money, otherwise he would definitely be despised by the bank's salesman.

No way, the idea of a sling that has never seen a lot of money is so naïve.

He Fei has never been to his girlfriend's house, only heard of her house in Room 605 of Building C in Qinhai Fashion Community.

He Fei took a bus to the station, and when he arrived at the station, he found that he had to pass through a pedestrian street to get there.

To He Fei's surprise, this pedestrian street turned out to be an antique street, specializing in buying and selling antiques.

Xilin City is an ancient cultural city, and buying and selling antiques is very popular.

Although Huaxia prohibits the trade of antiques at the level of national treasures, this does not prevent the trade of antiques by the people, as long as the antiques do not reach the level of national treasures, they are fine.

Even if you reach the level of a national treasure, the most you can say when you are found that you don't know the level of antiques is not a big problem.

Anyway, he had to pass through this street, so He Fei walked and watched, after all, he had learned some antique appraisal.

Passing by a small stall, He Fei was attracted by a blue and white porcelain in the small stall.

This blue and white porcelain is really called a beautiful, the color is deep, the layers are rich, the glaze is white and blue, the composition is sparse, and the pattern is a pair of tangled branches.

"Such a beautiful craftsmanship must be the blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty!"

He Fei stopped to watch, and was about to stretch out his hand, but was stopped by the stall owner: "Be careful, this blue and white porcelain is worth 200,000 yuan, you can touch it, but if it is broken, you will have to pay for it!" ”

The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his thirties, and his shrewdness is all written on his face.

"Two hundred thousand!" He Fei was taken aback, he thought that he was rich now with 100,000 yuan, but he didn't expect that a bottle could make him bankrupt immediately plus a "negative man", so frightened that he retracted his hand.

"This kind of broken thing dares to ask for 200,000 yuan, what a joke!"

Mo Lin's voice sounded in He Fei's mind, He Fei was overjoyed, and hurriedly communicated with Mo Lin with his spirit: "Although this blue and white porcelain is not as antique as you, it is also an antique!" ”

"Only those who are more than 200 years old can be called antiques, right?" Mo Lin snorted, "This thing has only been done for a year or two, and it deserves to be called an antique?" ”

Hearing Mo Lin say this, He Fei suddenly understood that this blue and white porcelain was a counterfeit fake, and couldn't help but have black lines on his head: his knowledge of identifying antiques is simply scum in the face of superb copycat technology!

But fortunately, he had a super big "antique" with him, so He Fei communicated with Mo Lin again: "Sister Mo, do you know how to identify antiques?" Help me get some! ”

"Want me to be a free laborer? No way! Mo Lin said angrily, "Don't you have a hundred ink stars left?" Can't you just exchange antiques directly? ”

He Fei then remembered that he still had a hundred ink stars, and nodded without thinking carefully: "Okay, Sister Mo, help me exchange antique appraisal techniques." ”

He Fei He Fei's own considerations, after all, 100,000 yuan is fast money, and it will be gone all of a sudden, and if you want to get rich, you must have a technology.

The antique trade in Xilin City is so developed, if you have excellent antique appraisal skills, you can earn a lot of salary even if you go to the auction house as an appraiser.

Spend a hundred ink stars to exchange for antique appraisal techniques, no loss.

"Okay, then let's redeem it." In the small world of Mo Ling, Mo Lin clicked on the guqin pattern with his hand, and then clicked on the antique identification technique in the subordinate catalog of the guqin pattern.

This time, He Fei saw clearly, almost a hundred small black stars flew onto the icon of the antique appraisal technique, and the icon of the antique appraisal technique suddenly lit up.

"It turns out that these little black stars are ink stars!" He Fei muttered to himself, and his head suddenly felt as if someone had forced something into it, and it hurt a little.

However, the pain quickly passed, and when He Fei looked at the small booth again, a large number of dense numbers and words suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Copper basins, fakes, two years; Jingdezhen porcelain, fake, half a year old; Yan Zhenqing's genuine handiwork is considered an antique, but this antique is an imitation of the Qing Dynasty......"

With just a glance, He Fei took a panoramic view of the antiques in the entire stall and analyzed it at a glance!