Chu Nan is naturally just a novice, a chick.

In the past, he was an expert in fighting with his fists, and what else, Chu Nan had played the game consoles in those game machine rooms at most.

Two cents for a game machine currency, Chu Nan was a child, and even when he was in junior high school, as long as he had one yuan in his hand, he could play in the game machine room for a day, and when he left at the end of the day, he could also exchange those machine coins for a few yuan.

However, after arriving in high school, those things happened at home, and Chu Nan didn't want to play those childish game consoles anymore.

Even if he is playing an instant lottery now, Chu Nan is also the first time, or when he is forced, he knows that he has the ability of Tianyan.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have the money and wouldn't have wasted time trying his luck.

"Feng Shao, where are you going to take me?"

"Hehe, you can know the Tao when you go."

Feng Le could see that Chu Nan's luck was good.

However, Chu Nan is really a newcomer, and he doesn't even know about many money-making projects.

Soon, Feng Le left the lottery shop and drove in the direction of the main southeast avenue, that is, in the direction of the Confucius Temple in Qinhuai District.

"Isn't this an antique street?"

Jinling is the capital of Jiangnan Province and the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, so it not only has a large population, but also has a lot of antiques.

In today's prosperous society, there are more wealthy people, and they will also like to buy antiques, which can not only maintain their value, but even appreciate their value.

The antique street here is too far away from where Chu Nan lives, and Chu Nan has never been here.

"It's an antique street. But, I'm not afraid of you laughing, I don't know much about those antiques. ”

The so-called antiques, that is, things that have a certain historical value, not only porcelain, ancient paintings, carvings, and even others, as long as there are collectible things, they can be counted.

Feng Shao is a rich man, but he doesn't know much about antique culture, and now there are still too many fakes, and Feng Le will not play with those antiques.

"What's that going on?"

"Hehe, this is another great world, you can play anything, it depends on whether you have the luck to make money?"

Because this area is a pedestrian street, vehicles from outside cannot drive in.

Therefore, Feng Le could only park the car outside.

When Chu Nan and Feng Le went inside, they saw that on both sides of the antique street avenue were those stall owners.

Looking at the past, there really is everything.

Bronze, jade, coins, paintings, stones, medals of great men, stamps,......

Those, Chu Nan looked over, and on the surface, they looked similar to the real ones.

However, he probably knows that this place is all imitations, that is, so-called fakes, which are designed to deceive newcomers who do not know how to do it.

"It's all fake, and it's very difficult to get one or two real things out of it"

Feng Le whispered.

Those stall owners are all in business, and those who know how to do it will not say it, and they will directly expose it in front of others, which is a loss of face to them.

Moreover, those people did not directly say whether their antiques were genuine or fake, in short, their prices were much lower than the prices of the boutiques inside.

When Chu Nan gestured to look at the antiques that were setting up stalls with his perspective eyes, he found that most of them were similar, and even some were unintentional, and it seemed that their essence was not much different from those rice bowls at home.

Chu Nan also wanted to figure out what the difference between a real antique and a fake was?

If you can see it with your own see-through eyes, wouldn't it be a haircut?

However, now when I see those on the stalls, they should all be fakes, and there is not much difference.

"What do you see?"

"I'm not an expert, what can I see?"

"I'm telling you, the experts can tell that's what it's called a fake."

The so-called experts, professors, in Feng Le's opinion, are really as said on the Internet, they are all a lot of bricks, called beasts, because the last time he bought a blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty, when he went back, he was found by his father to find a master to verify it, and it was determined that it was a fake and was deceived by millions.

If he wasn't an only child, he might have been broken by his father.

Later, when he looked for the brick family again, the other party would definitely not admit it, and even thought that the blue and white porcelain in his hand had been changed a long time ago, and it was not the original real one.

Feng Le couldn't tell the bitterness, and he was teased many times by those cousins in the family after the end.

"Also, for the sake of money, they can make hypotheses true, and if they really say false, they can refer to a deer as a horse." ……

The two of them talked and laughed, although Feng Le really didn't know much about antiques, but saying those was enough to make Chu Nan, a native bun, feel very surprised.

"It's all over the street."

When Chu Nan looked ahead, he saw that there was already a group of people gathered in front of the stalls, which was completely different from the stalls he saw when he came in just now.

When I saw those people dressing, I found that some people were wearing suits, some were wearing casual clothes, and some were more casual, just wearing slippers.

Chu Nan found that they all had one characteristic.

Many people have two ball-like things spinning around in their palms.

"What the hell is this?"

"Walnuts."

"Walnuts?"

If it is a kernel, Chu Nan has eaten it a few times, and he also knows that the kernel thing is a bit expensive, and it is not easy for a family like Chu Nan to eat kernels.

"All they play with are walnuts peeled off. I also have a pair, stay at home, listen to my father, it is the lion head played by the children of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, my grandfather once went to the capital, he bought it, and has been collecting it until now, I have risen to 350,000. ”

"A pair of walnuts actually costs 350,000?"

If Chu Nan heard it for the first time, he would definitely think it was a joke.

But, in reality, that's exactly what it is.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that walnuts are played by literature and weapons are played by martial arts.

Those civil officials like to play with two walnuts in the palm of their hands, in addition to finding it interesting, it is also because they have a certain healing function, and even those walnuts that are played with will be more and more smooth and valuable.

"Nature is true."

"And now?"

"Let's go there first, do we have any good stuff?"

Feng Le and Chu Nan walked towards a stall and saw a gloved walnut seller in the middle, surrounded by tourists who were looking at walnuts or playing with walnuts.

At this time, Chu Nan found that they all had one thing in common, their hands were black.

There is no need for Feng Le to say this, Chu Nan also knows that those walnuts and those mucus often stick to his hands, even if he washes his hands, his hands will be black.

However, Chu Nan felt that when he looked at the hands of those people, they didn't seem to care about his eyes.

Is this really that appealing to them?

Chu Nan was even more surprised.