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Jiaoxian is just a small town with a population of several thousand, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with inconvenient transportation, and people have to go to towns dozens of miles away to work, and many rich people have gradually moved away from here. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There are very few stalls in the town, only more than a dozen shops barely maintain, and the strange thing is that there are many beggars on both sides of the street, gathered together in twos and threes, stretching out their hands very diligently, whether it is a person in brocade clothes or a plain cloth, they will flock to it.

But there were four or five beggars in the back, knocking melon seeds in their mouths, basking in the sun, chatting and farting together, and when the big girl and the little daughter-in-law passed by, they pointed and pointed, and whistled, and the silver laughter continued.

Han Hao and the others did not leave the next day, Bao Jian has already begun to extract body energy, if he does not replenish it, it will be a tragedy to draw it next time, he didn't sleep all night last night, and his body was soft and energyless when he got up, although he knew that it was difficult to find good treasures with those oceans, but he was still ready to try his luck.

"Half Immortal, I've worked hard for you today, take them with me." At the corner of the street, Han Hao looked at the half-immortal and said.

"Don't worry, the old man knows it." The blind half-fairy smiled with an allegro in his hand.

"Brother Hao, you... What are you going to do, take me with you" The little stammerer has always been curious, and Han Hao rarely moves alone.

"I have a little thing to do, and I should go over to you soon." Han Hao didn't believe them, but he suddenly wanted to buy some useless antiques, and he couldn't explain it at all.

The four or five beggars in the corner of the wall were all in their twenties, and since Han Hao and the others entered the city, several people had been observing them, and after Han Hao left, the blind half-immortal knocked on the bamboo board and began to ask for money along the street, and several people's faces were gloomy.

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In an antique shop called "Qingfeng Zhai" on the main street, Han Hao looked at the dazzling array of antiques on the shelves, shook his head and sighed, although this shop is not big, the things are very complete, study supplies, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, all dabbling. Qingfengzhai from the Qianlong period to the present, can be described as an ancestral family business, the boss is called Wu Mu, in his fifties with a half-cut beard, from the surface does not look like a businessman, but like a teacher, so many local people call him Wu Fuzi.

When the twenty-year-old man saw Han Hao coming in, he was about to go up to catch people, but he was stopped by Wu Fuzi shaking his head, for some reason, Wu Fuzi felt that this little beggar was not ordinary, and few beggars dared to break into other people's stores.

But Han Hao not only came in, but also looked at the antiques on the shelves as if he were doing something, which made Wu Fuzi a little confused.

"What, the little brother wants to buy an antique?" Wu Fuzi put down the teacup and stepped forward to ask with a smile.

"Well, just take a look"

From ancient times to the present, the antiques are very deep, the ancient counterfeiting is not less than the later generations, it is the Beijing glaze factory, it is not easy to find a few treasures, it is completely dependent on eyesight. Looking at Han Hao's calm appearance, Wu Fuzi couldn't help but mutter, it's rare for a little beggar to really have money to buy antiques?

Then he said tentatively: "Little brother, antiques are not cheap." ”

Wu Fuzi mainly didn't want to spend a long time talking and accompanying him to tease the boring son.

"Know"

Han Hao glanced at all three shelves, turned around and asked, "Boss, which shelf is cheaper?" ”

Hearing Han Hao's inquiry, Wu Fuzi was relieved, although he didn't know where this little beggar got the money, maybe he heard that the antique business was easy to pick up leaks, so he came over to buy some bargains to try his luck, this kind of person he met in a year is not rare.

Pointing to the last shelf, he said, "Things are relatively cheap there, little brother can see if there is anything he likes." After that, he returned to the counter and continued to drink tea.

The shelf that Wu Fuzi pointed to was mostly some study utensils, Han Hao didn't care, he walked over and squatted down and looked at it slowly, the things looked antique from the surface, and at first glance, they were many years old, but it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Han Hao looked at everything carefully, and he couldn't see the reason, it was all real in his eyes, after all, he hadn't learned relevant knowledge in his previous life.

Just when Han Hao was about to try his luck and buy one, his head suddenly flashed to him, yes, how did he forget the treasure book, I don't understand, but I do.

Moved the position, facing the back of the counter, Han Hao picked up the inkstone, his eyes were sure that the shopkeeper didn't pay attention to this side, and silently thought in his heart, and sent the pen holder into the treasure treasure energy tank, in fact, the method is very simple, if the treasure treasure energy begins to increase, it must be genuine.

After waiting for a while, Baojian didn't react, it was obviously fake, and after taking it out, I sent the brush in, but there was still no response, the paperweight, fake, ink cartridge, and fake again!

I tried a lot of items in a row, but none of them were real, Han Hao shook his head and smiled bitterly, no wonder the antique industry is all rich, it's hard to make money or not, seeing that the things on the shelves are almost finished, none of them are genuine, Han Hao secretly scolded the boss for being black enough.

Picked up the last pale cyan inkstone, and threw it into the treasure without hope, "Huh" Suddenly the energy gauge reacted, and the energy value began to increase slowly, Han Hao rubbed his hands excitedly, and finally found a genuine product.

After observing for a while, Han Hao was a little disappointed, originally he thought that Baojian would drain the antique energy at one time, so there was no need to buy it at all.

In the future, as long as there is no energy, go to the antique shop for a walk, and you don't need to spend a penny to get it, but the imagination is very beautiful, but the loser thing in Baojian does not cooperate, and the energy is actually slowly extracting when the thing is put in.

Helplessly took out the inkstone, Han Hao didn't have the heart to look at it again, anyway, he must not be able to afford it, so he took the inkstone and put it on the counter, and asked, "Boss, how can this broken inkstone be sold." ”

Wu Fuzi almost dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground, and the little beggar spoke in a terrible manner, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was broken.

However, they are all human beings in this business, and they know very well that this is all a foreshadowing for bargaining, so he took the inkstone in his hand and said with a smile: "Little brother has a good eye, this inkstone is a good thing." ”

Han Hao waved his hand and said impatiently: "We all know in our hearts how the inkstone is, don't come here if you tout the trick, the kid is not a rich man, give a real price." ”

"Okay, the little brother is refreshing, the old man who does the business is a repeat customer, and he has a good reputation in the surroundings, and he takes it for two yuan at a fixed price, what do you think?"

Han Hao's face darkened when he heard this, and he pointed to the last shelf and said, "Didn't you say that there are the cheapest things?" Two oceans, boss, you can really tell. ”

Wu Fuzi had already prepared and said with a smile: "What the old man means is that the things there are relatively cheap, and the calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, and the cheapest ones in front of him cost dozens of oceans." ”

Afraid of scaring Han Hao away, Wu Fuzi pointed to the inkstone and said: "Little brother, look at this shape, this blue and white pattern, and you touch the surface, how delicate and moisturizing it is, it is easy to ink when you buy it, and the ink is fine and uniform without slag."

You get what you pay for, it's better to buy it back and use it than anything, and it's really not expensive to buy it back. ”

"Then I'll go change it, you won't always have this kind of superb inkstone there, I just need to buy one and use it, it doesn't matter if it's good or bad." After speaking, Han Hao prepared to go over and re-elect.

"Don't worry, little brother, the price of inkstones in my store is about the same, why don't you make a price?"

Han Hao stretched out a finger, and Wu Fuzi asked, "A piece of ocean?" It's a little less. ”

Han Hao shook his head and said, "Ten eldest sons." ”

"Little brother, aren't you looking for an old man to be happy?" Wu Fuzi's angry beard was about to stand up, and he said angrily.

"The kid really doesn't have that much time to spare, boss, you're not the only one who sells the four treasures of the study on this street, if you're still so insincere, then the kid has to go elsewhere to see, it's really not good, go back and find a brick, and hollow out the middle can also be used."

"Bricks... Bricks" Wu Fuzi's eyes widened, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time after being shocked by Han Hao's whimsy.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! 】