Entering the black market, Wu Di was really eye-opening.

The black market is very luxurious and atmospheric, far from being as gloomy and dark as Wu Di had guessed before.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the black market is a building, and many sellers have their own booths, which are actually similar to the stalls in the vegetable market.

The things that are sold are very different from those in the supermarket.

For example, many of what Wu Di saw were selling antiques.

Antique furniture, antique iron, bronze and other utensils, and antique cars.

Then, there are more antique calligraphy and paintings sold.

In this kind of market, discerning pearls is the most important, after all, there are many fakes, and high-quality imitations are endless, and it is difficult to encounter the real thing.

"Ming and Qing dynasties of calligraphy and painting! Zhang Zeduan, Qingming Riverside Map! There is also Zheng Banqiao's painting ......"

"Tang Dynasty porcelain, Tang Sancai, genuine Tang Sancai ......"

"Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain ......"

Many sellers shouted that they were pulling business.

The old dean smiled and said, "If they can sell the real thing, the state will have to arrest them." Hehe! ”

Although Wu Di said that he didn't know much about antiques, calligraphy, paintings, and antiques, he had also heard of masterpieces such as "Qingming Riverside Picture".

The shouts and shouts of these sellers are simply dumbfounded.

In fact, as long as you know a little about antique antique calligraphy and painting, you will not be fooled, and the reason why they shout like this is to attract attention.

Because in their booth, there are many calligraphy and painting antiques, among them, there may be some genuine works, genuine works that circulate among the people.

"In recent years, there have been people here to find the real thing, relying on personal identification, and then luck, there are a lot of people who play collections, really understand the collection, immersed in it, only a few, many people are trying to be lively, or a change of hands, just want to gamble, make a big profit, lose ...... There is no return. ”

The old dean muttered as he walked.

Wu Di was walking beside him, and when he heard the old dean say this, he couldn't help but be a little curious: "Old dean, you also play collecting?" It is said that the water in the collecting world is very deep. ”

"Yes! That's what I'm talking about, don't get into the collecting world easily, unless you're particularly rich and want to have fun, that's another matter. The old dean smiled.

"Then how are I going to sell these two ginsengs?" Wu Di paused, still very concerned about his ginseng.

The old dean showed a sly smile: "No hurry. ”

Walking in the black market, walking through a door, and then through a screen, the old dean and Wu Di came to a spacious and bright hall.

The hall, in fact, is not particularly large, about 100 square meters, the most conspicuous position, there is a booth, from time to time someone came to ask, standing in the booth, is an old man with gray hair.

"What is this place?" Wu Di asked curiously.

"This is the auction hall, bring things over, auction appraisal." The old dean said with a smile.

He just wasn't sure how much the ginseng brought by Wu Di was worth, so he brought him here.

"Is it reliable to give them an appraisal?" Wu Di was puzzled.

The old dean said with a smile: "Don't worry, Brother Wu, don't worry about anything else, their appraisal is absolutely assured, at least in the town, in the large area of YH County, their appraisal level is first-class and reliable, after the appraisal of the items, they will be responsible, if there is a genuine product, they can't ask for it, because after the appraisal, the genuine product is bought and sold here, and they can take a certain commission." If it's a fake, they will also make some moves to tell the buyers who come to buy the baby. ”

Wu Di suddenly realized.

"I see!"

"However, you need to pay a certain fee for appraisal."

The old dean said.

Wu Di was ready to pay for it.

However, the old dean had already made preparations, took the two ginsengs brought by Wu Di, went to the booth of the auction hall, and looked for the old man.

After paying the money, the old man turned around and entered a room with transparent glass walls on all sides, in which there were several professionals who looked like research scholars, and some equipment and instruments for the identification of antiques and antiques......

It's just that Wu Di used ginseng for identification.

It's not an antique, calligraphy and painting.

Because it is transparent, Wu Di can see the situation inside clearly, and the ginseng is in their hands, and they can see it clearly when they take it carefully, and they don't worry about being replaced.

Moreover, Wu Di, as the owner of the treasure, has the right to enter.

It's just that Wu Di believed them, so he didn't go in, just watched and waited outside.

One expert has seen it, identified it, and then given it to another expert.

Those experts who look like old pedants, carefully discern and identify.

Cut off the very fine and fine flesh on the top of the ginseng roots, grind it into a powder, and check the ingredients with an instrument.

And the taste.

In all respects, almost exhausted.

Their professionalism is in everyone's eyes.

Especially Wu Di, before this, he didn't feel the need to come here, but now it's right to take a look and do an appraisal.

When it comes to buying and selling, the appraisers on their side are definitely professional and high-level, more professional and high-level than those professionals in the town's agricultural department.

"They can tell the year of the ginseng, absolutely no problem. Moreover, they will also suggest to us whether to take it out and try to auction it. Because of ginseng, there are many buyers, and many people need it, especially in recent years, many descendants of hidden and mysterious families are actively hoarding ginseng with a long history. ”

The old dean said slowly.

Wu Di was slightly shocked in his heart.

The aura contained in ginseng is definitely one of the most numerous supplements.

Why are the descendants of those great families interested in ginseng and actively hoarding it?

Wu Di thought of Xiao Lao.

thought of what Xiao Lao had said to him.

A cultivator like him exists in the real world, to put it bluntly, it is a kung fu family, as well as a hidden dark force, a kung fu sect......

"This gentleman, after identification, your ginseng, one is an eighty-year-old vintage, the other is a hundred-year-old vintage, your ginseng, our auction hall can do it for you and take it out for auction."

"Ginseng that has been so old for so long, we have never encountered it in the auction hall, sir, you brought it, it's really a big baby!"

“……”

The two staff members of the auction hall came to Wu Di with the ginseng that had been appraised.

Wu Di was overjoyed.

He knew that his ginseng contained aura, which was definitely far beyond ordinary ginseng, but the growth in the bead space in just a few months was equivalent to the growth of ginseng outside for eighty or even a hundred years!

This...... It's just amazing.