What's the situation?

Holding this snuffbox in your hand, this information appears in your mind, is it a delusion?

Lu Yan immediately put down the snuffbox in his hand, and the information in his mind was immediately gone, and when he picked it up again, this information appeared again.

Lu Yan has tested it several times, and it is still the same, obviously, this is not an illusion.

So Lu Yan reached out and picked up another snuffbox, but there was no information in his mind.

Lu Yan took several different snuff bottles for the test, but none of them showed any information, only the one at the beginning would be.

Why is this so, and what does it mean?

Lu Yan was a little puzzled and thought about it carefully.

This seems to be the same as his own self-diagnosing medical ability, which can automatically diagnose the patient's condition as long as the hand is placed on the patient's pulse.

Now that I pick up this snuffbox, this information appears in my mind.

Judging by the information displayed, it belongs to the name of the snuff bottle and the age of its production. m.

In this way, it seems that his hand has the ability to automatically identify treasures!

For a moment, Song Ming remembered that when he was sleeping, he once dreamed that he had obtained a treasure book called "Dragon Gate Secret Technique", which integrated the abilities of doctors, treasure appreciation, feng shui, ancient martial arts and so on.

I have successively obtained the medical ability of automatic diagnosis of the condition and the ancient martial art "Tiger Roaring Fist", according to the current situation, then I have now obtained the automatic treasure identification ability in it.

As long as it is an antique, if you put it in your own hand, it will show the details of the antique.

It's not that it won't be displayed, just like the healing ability, if you're not sick, your own pulse won't show any information.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan's heart moved, and he secretly clenched the snuffbox in his hand.

Although Lu Yan doesn't understand antiques, this snuff bottle is something from the last years of the Ming Dynasty, and it belongs to antiques, so it can cure a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan grabbed the snuffbox in his hand, looked at the stall owner and asked, "Boss, how much is this!" ”

The stall owner is a greasy uncle in his forties, with a smile on his face, which looks harmless to humans and animals, but is actually very bad.

He has been observing Lu Yan for a long time, picking up this and putting it down and putting it down, and at a glance, he knows that he is a novice, because the old antique oil will not be easy to sell, and he will only start if he sees it accurately.

Lu Yan watched it for a long time, and finally picked up the original one, indicating that he liked the one he was holding in his hand very much.

This is easy to do, you can pit Lu Yan ruthlessly!

"Hehe, little brother, have a vision, this snuff bottle in your hand is the best one I have on the stall, the court goods in the last years of the Qing Dynasty, when I received it, people said that this thing may have been used by Pu Yi, and it is a rare good thing!"

The stall owner looked at Lu Yan and said with a smile, "Little brother, if you like it, 10,000 yuan, I will give it to you at a loss!" ”

Lu Yan listened, speechless, this boss, it's obviously nonsense, if it's something Pu Yi used, you can still use it here to set up a stall, just kidding, you can't take it home and hide it in the quilt.

It's clear, the stall owner doesn't know the value of this snuff bottle, so he fools himself!

"If you don't sell it for two hundred yuan, I'll pay for it, and if you don't sell it, forget it!"

After Lu Yan finished speaking, he put it down directly.

"Hey, little brother, how can you bargain like this, everyone is bargaining little by little, you cut my major arteries all at once!"

The stall owner looked at Lu Yan and said, "That's it, 9500, let it be given to you, how about it!" ”

"Just two hundred, it's okay, if it doesn't work, pull it down!"

Lu Yan said lightly.

"Brother, you...... It's also too low."

"Forget it, Sister Lan, let's go!"

Lu Yan saw that the boss did not agree, and immediately pulled Chen Lan away.

"Gotta get it, give it to you!"

The stall owner saw that Lu Yan was really leaving, and hurriedly agreed.

Lu Yan listened, quickly took out two hundred yuan, handed it to the stall owner, then picked up the snuff bottle, and said happily, "Thank you, boss!" ”

"Hey, little brother, you are really good at bargaining, you will lose me, you can bring more people to take care of my business in the future!"

The stall owner looked at Lu Yan with a bitter face and said, in fact, he earned Lu Yan 180 with tears, because his purchase price for this thing was 20.

"Boss Gao, is there anything new?"

At this time, an old man in a navy blue Tang costume appeared in front of the stall, about sixty years old, with a white beard, holding a string of beads in his hand, and his body vaguely exuded a different atmosphere from ordinary people.

"Oh, Master He, you're here, I'm waiting for you!"

When the stall owner saw this old man, his face was immediately full of respect, "Wait a minute, I'll take out the things!" ”

"Look, Master He is here, let's go, go and see!"

"Master He is a famous treasure master in Jiangcheng, let's go over and learn!"

"Yes, look at how people appreciate treasures!"

At this time, many people around, seeing this Master He, gathered one after another, and all of a sudden, this snuffbox stall was stuffed with water.

Lu Yan and the others originally wanted to leave, but they couldn't go.

"Master He, this, you palm your eyes!"

At this time, the stall owner took out a brocade box and opened it, and there was a brass snuff box lying inside, "I took a lot of trouble to take this thing down, it is rumored that Pu Yi used it, take a look!" ”

Master He nodded, stretched out his hand to take it, looked at it carefully, and then smiled, "This, I can't see it, is there anything else?" ”

As he spoke, Master He handed the things back to the stall owner.

The stall owner's face suddenly turned ugly, because it meant that this thing was a fake.

In the antique shop, in addition to professional appraisal experts, who will tell you whether the real thing is a fake or not, the average collector will not directly say whether it is real or fake when looking at antiques.

Because if it is a fake, it will greatly affect the value of this thing, in case it is true, you yourself look away and say that it is fake, it will lead to serious losses for the seller, and the seller will not be able to directly hack you to death with a knife, this is an example!

At the same time, the identification error will also have an impact on your reputation!

So in general, collectors who think something is fake will say they can't see it, which means that the thing is fake.

Unless you have a deep grudge against the seller, you won't directly say whether it's true or false!

The stall owner bought this thing at a high price, and when he heard Master He say this, he suddenly became anxious, "Master He, take a look at it again?" ”

"Don't look at it, take something else!"

"Nothing else!"

The stall owner was depressed for a while.

Master He listened, with some regret, and turned around to leave.

At this time, Master He suddenly glanced at the snuffbox in Lu Yan's hand, stopped suddenly, and stared at the snuffbox in Lu Yan's hand for a few seconds, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Xiaoyou, can you let me see this thing in your hand?"

Master He stepped forward, looked at Lu Yan and asked.