Of course, these are all speculations by Bai Ling himself, whether someone will really come out so much, Bai Ling still has no bottom in his heart.

But Bai Ling is not afraid, even if no one appreciates the antiques, Bai Ling can still sell medicinal materials, there are so many ginseng Ganoderma lucidum in the space, etc., the price of a century-old ginseng is millions, and he does not worry about selling, so even if the antiques can't be sold, Bai Ling can still afford to buy a villa.

Bai Ling came to an antique shop with a large area, called Gu Bao Zhai, there were not many people in the antique shop, and it was also very empty, and all kinds of antiques were placed on the shelves for people to see.

However, although Bai Ling's eyesight is not good, he also knows that most of the things in the antique store are imitations, after all, if they are all genuine, the shopkeeper will not dare to put them all out.

Bai Ling was not in a hurry to sell his antiques, but walked around the antique store and found that many of the antiques in it were not expensive, and there were not millions or tens of thousands of things that Bai Ling imagined, but most of them were thousands, hundreds of dollars.

These things are clearly imitations, and of course there are really worthless antiques. These things are probably sold to some tourists, or some to buy as birthday gifts or something.

Bai Ling is not very interested in these things, but he just looks through these to see if the antique store can afford his own antiques, but according to this look, this antique shop may really not be able to afford the antiques in Bai Ling's hands, it seems that it is not easy to sell antiques out, especially when antiques are still very valuable.

But since he has come, leaving without asking is not Bai Ling's style, even if it can't be sold, it is good to estimate the approximate price of antiques, after all, Bai Ling is a layman, but he can't compare to these people who have been engaged in antiques all year round.

"Little girl, do you have anything to look at? I'll give you a good price. The shopkeeper was a man about thirty years old, and when he saw Bai Ling looking at the antiques on the shelves, he said.

In fact, this antique shop is really not ordinary, not that there is anything wrong with the antique store itself, but that the person who opened the antique shop has a very high status, if you don't know the inside story, no one will have this somewhat lazy and obscene man and the son of the governor of a province, the younger brother of the owner of a large company.

Because he is the youngest son in the family, he has been pampered since he was a child, so everything goes according to his wishes, just like now, he has neither followed his father in politics nor followed his mother in business, anyway, for him, with his eldest brother and father, he can do what he likes.

The owner has always loved antiques, so he opened an antique shop here, not only to facilitate his own antiques, but also to buy antiques, and to exchange collecting experience with other antique lovers.

Bai Ling didn't see any valuable items in the store, in fact, it doesn't mean that there are no here, the shopkeeper is not short of money, and he has collected a lot of antiques, but these things will not be easily taken out, after all, antiques need to be maintained and maintained, if they are put out, some antiques will hurt a lot.

If you want to see the good things collected by the shopkeeper, you can only have a few Tibetan friends who have made good friends with the shopkeeper, or if you have good things in your hands, you can communicate with the shopkeeper.

However, these Bai Ling don't know, but it doesn't matter, after all, Bai Ling is not here to buy things, but to sell things, so this is the same for Bai Ling.

"Boss, I don't know if you accept antiques here?" Bai Ling came to the shopkeeper's half-reclining chair and found that the chair the shopkeeper was sitting on was really an old object, which was worth a lot of money, but he didn't expect that there were really good things here. But also, such a big antique shop, how can it be if it doesn't have something good.

Presumably there are many good things, the shopkeeper didn't take them out, it should be the person who really wants to buy them, the shopkeeper will take them out for people to see, Bai Ling guessed in his heart.

When the shopkeeper heard Bai Ling's words, he was a little more energetic, "Accept it, as long as it is a good thing, we will accept it here, if the little girl has any antiques that can be brought to the store, the price of our store is the highest, you can go and inquire, we never cheat people in the store." ”

Bai Ling didn't take the shopkeeper's words to heart, after all, everyone would praise their shop, whether it was true or not, then who knows.

In fact, the shopkeeper didn't think that Bai Ling could come up with anything good, so he still sat on the chair and didn't get up. Bai Ling doesn't look like a rich man, and the most important thing is that Bai Ling has a backpack on him, if it is really an antique or valuable, how can he just let a little girl take it out casually.

Bai Ling came to the counter and said, "I have a pair of enamel Hemo color landscape bowls here, I don't know how much money the boss can pay." Saying that, Bai Ling took down his backpack and took out the enamel Hemo color landscape bowl that had been prepared a long time ago.

Hearing Bai Ling's words, the shopkeeper was obviously surprised, if it was really an enamel Hemo color landscape bowl, it would be valuable, and the shopkeeper himself liked porcelain very much, and now if he encountered the real thing, it would be an unexpected joy, it was a casual ask, but I didn't expect a little girl to bring an unexpected joy.

But whether it's true or not, we have to investigate carefully, after all, there are really few genuine antiques, especially if they look like this, they are sold by chance.

However, the shopkeeper saw a pair of bowls that Bai Ling put on the counter, and his eyes lit up, even if this pair of bowls was an imitation, just by virtue of this condition, the landscape painting on this bowl was also a treasure worth collecting, and the shopkeeper liked it as soon as he saw this pair of bowls.

But now the most important thing is to identify the authenticity, the shopkeeper with his own love for antiques, antique identification ability is naturally not bad, compared with some experts, it is not bad, so the shopkeeper is still very confident to be able to identify the authenticity.

The shopkeeper took a closer look at this pair of bowls and found that all aspects of the performance were in line with the characteristics of the enamel Hemo color landscape bowl in the Kangxi period, and the shopkeeper was now four points sure that this bowl was genuine. However, it is not yet possible to draw conclusions, so the shopkeeper carefully picked up the bowl, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction, if nothing else, the bowl should be true.

The shopkeeper carefully put down the bowl, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked, "I don't know how much the little girl's bowl is going to sell?" ”

"Is the boss interested in buying it? I don't know how much the boss can pay, but if it's appropriate, I'll sell it to the boss. After listening to the shopkeeper's inquiry, how could Bai Ling not know that the shopkeeper was already planning to buy it, Bai Ling didn't know the market, in order to avoid being deceived, it was better to let the other party bid, if the other party really wanted to buy, I believe it would not be an outrageous price.

However, even if Bai Ling didn't know the market, he still knew that this pair of bowls was definitely worth tens of millions, and it depended on how the shopkeeper bid.