Chapter 41: Pick Up the Leaks
"I've also heard of this antique appraiser, but it seems that picking up leaks is better than making money as a profession!" Xiao Ya replied, she had also read related articles before, and picking up leaks was a big profit, at least there was no need to restrain people.
However, appraisers have really high requirements for experience and eyesight, so it is not something that ordinary people can do. If someone wants to become an appraiser, it is a metaphor for him to learn from a young age, and it is estimated that he can become a teacher in middle age or old age before he can become a real appraiser. The world of antiques is not so simple, and the consequences of rashly identifying without a certain ability are very serious. It's like if you buy a fake as if it were the real thing, and the result can be imagined.
"Looks like it's gone. When Zhang Haoran heard it, he also knew that he didn't have his own share this time, no matter how much money he had, he could get it.
"I think so. Xiaoya sighed, in fact, this industry is really difficult, otherwise it would not have caused such a high profit margin, the more no one does, the more opportunities and money there will be.
In the end, the few people still didn't discuss any good solutions, so they had to give up. No one has the skills to get paid well. Others won't talk about it, Zhang Haoran himself has nothing else but to see a doctor.
When Zhang Haoran didn't think about using medical treatment to make a lot of money, in his mind, this was immoral. So he's a doctor, but he's a very peaceful doctor. There is no other way to get money.
After sending Xiaoya home, Zhang Haoran also drove to Zhou Xiaoying's house, and now Zhang Haoran's new home is Zhou Xiaoying's home to be exact.
It's just obvious that Zhang Haoran's interest today is not very good, and after discussing it for a day, he couldn't solve Zhang Yi's school problem, and Zhang Haoran was very uneasy in his heart.
So Zhang Haoran did not go back to Zhou Xiaoying's house immediately, but wandered around the market, watching the traffic in a daze.
"Hey, Lao Niu, you won't send it today? Boss Xu in the antique market will definitely cry to death!"
"What, luck, luck. How do I know that there is still this treasure, and Boss Xu also gave me these five copper coins, he made a mistake with these five copper coins, no wonder me!"
Zhang Haoran looked back at the two elderly people passing behind him, one of whom was holding a stack of copper coins in his hand, thumb-sized copper coins, bluish.
"Five emperors' money, genuine! It's still a copper coin that several emperors personally brought on their bodies, this is really a rare treasure. ”
"That's it, the copper coins that the five emperors hung on their bodies, good treasure. Five is only 30,000 yuan, making a lot of money!"
The two walked farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared in front of Zhang Haoran's eyes. But along the way, the two of them had excited faces on their faces, as if they had picked up a treasure.
In fact, the two of them found a treasure, and the old man surnamed Niu used 30,000 yuan to find five copper coins that the emperor hung on his body in the antique market, which is amazing. It is already very difficult to get a copper coin that the emperor hangs on his body, not to mention that the copper coin hanging on each of the five emperors is in his hand. If you really want to buy it, let alone millions of dollars!
However, Zhang Haoran was depressed when he heard this, when did the five emperors' coins still divide the emperor's money into those that the emperor brought on his body and those that he did not? Even if the emperor himself brought it on himself in ancient times, how could he distinguish which one was? You must know that there are tens of thousands of copper coins in any dynasty, and it is impossible to distinguish between them.
Unless the emperor is woken up and asked him, or the emperor's bucket is directly reversed, it is impossible for anyone to tell the difference.
Zhang Haoran was sure that the two old men had been deceived, and it was the boss surnamed Xu who had deceived them.
"Boss Xu?" Zhang Haoran now wants to see how this guy deceives people.
Fortunately, the antique market is not far away, and Zhang Haoran walked for five minutes. The antique market in front of you is made up of shops and stalls, and of course, the most fakes are there.
However, I have to say that people's living standards have improved a lot now, and only when the living standards have improved, people have spare money to play these antiques. At this time, Zhang Haoran saw at a glance that the antique market, which was about thirteen meters long, was already crowded with people.
Especially after nightfall, there are still so many people digging for antiques, and it is conceivable that the number of people will increase even more during the day.
"Authentic Tang Dynasty products, know the goods to see, urgent money, buy at a loss. ”
"An antique, please have a capable player to collect, the price is three million, as for whether it is worth it, come and see if you know! ”
"I don't have any money at home, so I sell my ancestral treasures, and you say the price, just meet me!"
There were shouts all around, and everyone said that they were good things, and then the prices were very high, about 20 percent cheaper than real antiques.
Zhang Haoran could see at a glance that few of the so-called antiques in front of him were real, and most of them were fakes.
While no one was paying attention, Zhang Haoran's eyes instantly turned brown, and then when he looked around, he saw that the antiques were lifeless, but they were fakes just as he thought.
"Hey, these days. Zhang Haoran's eyes finally turned black and white, and he shook his head helplessly.
People have no windfall and no wealth, and horses have no night grass and no fat. Many people can do anything for money, as long as they have money.
Just like what is in front of you now, it is almost always a fake. If it is an extremely expensive antique, and you can buy a fake with the money of the real thing, you can imagine that such a fake can make people ruined and lose both people and money.
"This handsome guy, come to pick a gift for your father? Want to send an antique? Come to me to see, the package is genuine, if it's not true, you can take it back and exchange it!" When Zhang Haoran walked into the antique market, many people shouted at Zhang Haoran along the way, talking about their antiques and how good the utensils were.
"No, I don't need it. Zhang Haoran turned around and saw that the so-called real bottle in this person's hand was also a fake.
In Zhang Haoran's eyes, it is easy to distinguish between genuine and fake. Zhang Haoran's eyes could see the aura on the thing. This is also what Zhang Haoran thought of temporarily, it was when he was in the hospital that he watched the yellow dragon and the evil qi battle that the Five Emperor Qian turned into that Zhang Haoran woke up that he could rely on the aura around the antique to analyze the authenticity of the antique.
This discovery made Zhang Haoran take his eyes to look at it when he first came to the antique market, but it turned out that all the antiques he saw with his eyes almost had no aura around him, even if there was no at all. This proves that this antique market is almost always a paradise for fakes.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some good treasures are covered by boxes, copper tripods and the like, resulting in the aura being unable to spread.
"Handsome guy, are you afraid of the high price? Don't worry, my old Yang is the best person to speak, as long as you like it, and it is still a gift for your relatives, then I can give you a big discount." I like filial children the most, even if I lose my money, I will admit it!" Lao Yang looked at Zhang Haoran sincerely, and it was easy for people to believe that he was a good person.
But Zhang Haoran had already determined that the antiques in his hands were fakes, so why did Zhang Haoran bother with the other party, so he smiled and refused again.
"The price is not appropriate? That's simple, three folds!How about it!" Old Yang's ability to observe the face is not bad, and at this time, seeing that Zhang Haoran has no intention of buying it at all, he can only change the method to sell.
Zhang Haoran chuckled and left, he didn't do anything that offended people, and told others that the antiques here were all fake. So Zhang Haoran had to keep his mouth shut, while waiting for the leakage.
"I really don't know the goods!" Lao Yang scolded secretly after seeing Zhang Haoran insist on leaving. Then you have to find someone else to target and sell again.
Zhang Haoran walked slowly, Xiaoya said that picking up the leak is the biggest winner, and now Zhang Haoran is searching for the antiques that he thinks will be better, maybe he will pick up the leak.
But Zhang Haoran became more and more disappointed the more he walked, even if his eyes could see the aura around the antique, but when he met something from some eras, he had the same aura, yellow or white. Zhang Haoran doesn't know how to distinguish between good and bad, and he doesn't know if the color of this aura has anything to do with the age.
Of course, most of them are fakes without aura, Zhang Haoran has been walking slowly, and the more he goes to the back, the more disappointed he becomes.
"Boss, what is the price of this thing?" Zhang Haoran really couldn't make up his mind what kind of antique was a good thing and valuable.
And let Zhang Haoran beg for money to buy Zhang Haoran directly, and Zhang Haoran didn't have so much money to buy them one by one, after all, having aura does not mean that they are valuable. Zhang Haoran even saw that there was a white aura around the renminbi more than ten years ago. But this coin is worthless.