"It's good that I didn't bother him!" Qin Han snorted coldly.

Subsequently, the call with Director Qian ended.

Qin Han continued to look at antiques, and when he passed by a stall, Qin Han stopped and looked at the various ancient books on the stall with great interest.

What caught his attention was a book in the form of bamboo slips.

However, if you look closely, you will know that it is not bamboo, but made of stone chips, which are carefully carved into the shape of bamboo slips.

Reach out and pick it up, it's cold and heavy.

Flipping through it, it turned out to be a Buddhist scripture, judging from the text and processing technology, it is a work of the Tang Dynasty.

"Handsome guy, you are too eye-catching, this is the treasure of my stall, I will tell you quietly, this is a Buddhist scripture taken out of the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion..."

Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion?

Qin Han almost laughed out loud, have you watched too many martial arts dramas?

Shaolin Temple does have a scripture pavilion, but the problem is that the scripture pavilion in reality is different from the one in martial arts dramas.

In reality, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the place where the Buddhist scriptures are placed, and there are no martial arts cheats or anything like that, let alone a forbidden place for Buddhism.

"Okay, don't tell stories, and the Zangjing Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, why don't you talk about the Palace Museum?" Qin Han asked with a smile.

"The Palace Museum he just told people!" The stall owner next to him interjected with a smile.

"Fifty, I'll take it!" Qin Han made an offer.

"No, although it wasn't taken out by the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, it must be an antique, 50,000." The stall owner, the lion, opened his mouth.

"Eighty!"

"Forty-eight thousand!"

began to bargain, and the people next to him were not surprised at all.

In antique transactions, tens of thousands of prices are offered, and the last few hundred are sold, abounding.

In the end, the people were negotiated, eight hundred!

"Why are you interested in Buddhist scriptures?" As soon as Qin Han bought the book made of stone, he was discovered by Feng Yuanhui, who came over.

"I'm interested in antiques!"

"Hey, it's made of meteorites?" When Feng Yuanhui looked carefully, he found that the stone slip that Qin Han bought was special.

Qin Han nodded, and did not hide it.

He would have found out a long time ago, so he would squat down and take a closer look, and only then would he buy another secret.

The stone slips made of meteorites were indeed made during the Tang Dynasty, but they were secretly modified in some hidden places.

Qin Han seriously suspected that there were some secrets hidden in it.

It's just that the time and place are not suitable now, so I bought it first, and then studied it carefully when I went back, but I didn't expect to be seen by Feng Yuanhui.

"That's right, it's a Buddhist scripture from the Tang Dynasty."

"Tang Dynasty period?" Feng Yuanhui was a little disappointed.

They were ordered to collect as many meteorite antiques as possible from the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

There are two necessary conditions, one is made of meteorites, and the other is from the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

The antiques bought by Qin and Han, although they were made of meteorites, were from the Tang Dynasty and did not meet the requirements, so he was not interested at that time.

Just as the people were talking, there was a great chaos not far ahead.

There are a lot of people gathered together and pointing.

"Something seems to have happened, shall we go over and take a look?" Feng Yuanhui, who was a little listless, immediately came to his senses.

"Good!" Qin Han also wanted to know what was going on.

The two walked to the periphery of the crowd and squeezed in.

Soon squeezed to the front, so that Qin Han saw an acquaintance, Chu Jiahao.

Chu Jiahao, who was in the center of the crowd, looked much more pleasing to the eye than usual.

Qin Han quickly found out the reason, Chu Jiahao actually put on makeup, and the clothes were also carefully matched, so it looked much more pleasing to the eye.

"Chu Jiahao, this is going to be filming?" Feng Yuanhui asked Qin Han.

Because around Chu Jiahao, there are cameras, as well as some other filming equipment, and even a heroine.

There are still a lot of people who are doing preparations, and you can see at a glance that they are rehearsing the show.

"Perhaps?" Qin Han knew that Chu Jiahao planned to film and become an actor, but he didn't expect the action to be so fast, it was a lightning shooting.

While the two men were talking, two men brought over a large box.

When I opened it, the box was full of antiques.

Everyone was in a hurry and put the antiques on the stalls in front.

"Good stuff!" One of the items made Qin Han's eyes light up, and he couldn't wait to rush out immediately and buy it.

"Did you find anything good?" Feng Yuanhui, who was beside Qin Han, discovered Qin Han's abnormality.

"Do you want to rob me?"

"As long as it's not a meteorite antique from the middle of the Ming Dynasty, you can do whatever you want!"

"I'm relieved when you say that, it's definitely not from the Ming Dynasty, and it's not made of meteorites." Qin Han said with a smile.

When the two were talking, the filming work was ready, and the director gave an order, and Chu Jiahao and the heroine beside him were in a state of flux.

The two men walked a little further away, then faced the camera, and walked to his booth.

"Xiaozhuang, I'm going to prepare a birthday gift for my grandfather today..."The heroine seems to be playing a cold female president.

"Mr. Xie, don't worry, I'm here, I guarantee you..."Chu Jiahao said with an oath.

It's just that he was too exaggerated when he spoke, not only Qin Han frowned, but even the director couldn't look at it, so he didn't stop immediately.

"There you have, look at him!" Chu Jiahao said, picking up a paperweight from the stall.

Bargained with the stall owner, and finally won 700.

"Mr. Xie, do you like the gift I prepared for you?" Chu Jiahao said in general.

"Is there anything special?"

"Of course it's goodbye, this paperweight is a famous calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty, Liu Gongquan's paperweight, you see that there is also his autographed poem on it, and there is his signature..."

Watching the performance of the two people, Qin Han's embarrassment was committed.

Chu Jiahao remembers his lines well, and he speaks them quite fluently, but the key is that he doesn't have any acting skills, which makes people look very, very fake at first glance.

The director finally couldn't help but stop and start over.

Six times in a row, I finally barely got through.

"Uncle, are you also a group performer?" After the filming was over, the crew packed up their things and prepared to change venues, and Qin Han came to Chu Jiahao's appraisal booth just now.

"I'm here to sell antiques, and I'm friends with the assistant director of the crew, and he just asked me to do me a favor." The stall owner shook his head and smiled.

He said as he sorted out the antiques on the stall.

"So what you have in your stall is not a prop, it's for selling?" Qin Han knew it in his heart.

"Of course, which one do you have your eye on?"

"I saw Liu Gongquan's paperweight!" Qin Han said with a smile.

Hahaha!

The stall owner laughed, and so did the people watching the excitement next to him.

Liu Gongquan's paperweight was said when he was acting just now.

One of the people present was counted as one, and they all knew that they couldn't take it seriously, thinking that Qin Han was just joking.

Because everyone knows very well that if it is really Liu Gongquan's paperweight, it will not appear on the stall at all, but will only appear in a large auction.

"Uncle, don't laugh, I really like this paperweight!" Qin Han said very seriously.

"Is it really Liu Gongquan's paperweight?" Seeing Qin Han's serious expression, Feng Yuanhui, who was beside Qin Han, looked at the paperweight thoughtfully.

He knew too well how strong Qin Han's identification ability was.

Originally, the leader of the younger generation in Hecheng, Fu Zuolin, was not as good as Qin and Han in terms of identification.

Now Qin Han takes a fancy to the paperweight, even if it is not Liu Gongquan, it must have been used by other important people, and he is a little tempted.

If it weren't for Qin Han holding it, he might have snatched his love with a knife.

"Are you serious?" The stall owner's uncle's smile retracted, and he could see that Qin Han really wanted to buy it, so he realized that the opportunity to make money was coming.

"Of course I'm serious?"

"Okay, 20,000, you take it!" The stall owner said generously.

"One hundred!"

The bargaining began again, no one let anyone, and finally Qin Han took it at a price of six hundred, and paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other to complete the transaction.

Everyone was happy, Qin Han was also happy, and the stall owners were also happy.

"Qin Han, congratulations, you have picked up another big leak!" The transaction was completed, and Feng Yuanhui congratulated Qin Han.

"You know I missed it?" Qin Han was in a good mood.

"With your eyesight, what you can fancy must be a treasure, just like the Tang Dynasty meteorite Buddhist scripture just now, the market price is at least hundreds of thousands, if you can find a proof of origin, the price will be higher, I think this side of the paperweight must be the same, even more valuable than the meteorite Buddhist scriptures, I'm not wrong, right?" Feng Yuanhui was very envious of Qin Han.

Because when Qin Han saw the paperweight just now, he also saw it, Qin Han could see that it was a treasure, but he couldn't see anything.

"Hey, Qin Han, why aren't you here?" While the two were talking, Chu Jiahao found Qin Han.

As soon as I saw Qin Han, the good mood of filming just now was gone.

Seeing the paperweight in Qin Han's hand, he recognized that it was the prop he used just now, and his eyes lit up and he walked over.

"Where am I going, do I need to report back to you?" Qin Han remembered Director Qian's phone call just now, and Chu Jiahao asked for help in his name.

If Director Qian hadn't called him, Chu Jiahao would have succeeded.

Thinking of this, Qin Han decided to teach him a lesson.

"Of course not, I know you're very good at appraisal, is this another leak?" Chu Jiahao pointed to the paperweight in Qin Han's hand and said.

"Of course I missed it, it was used by Liu Gongquan." There are enthusiastic answers from the audience.

Then everyone burst into laughter, knowing that it was a joke.

"You heard it, too, and a friend answered it for me." Qin Han said seriously.

"The joke is just a prop for filming, are you still serious?" Chu Jiahao had a momentary opportunity.

"But it's indeed Liu Gongquan's paperweight, didn't you identify it just now?"

"What I just said is all lines, it's just for acting, why can't you even tell the lines from the truth? How old are you? Chu Jiahao was even more proud.

He didn't expect Qin Han to cooperate with him so much, and he actually thought that it was Liu Gongquan's paperweight.

Even if Qin Han denied it, his plan would not be able to go smoothly.

The onlookers around also showed a look of surprise, because Qin Han looked very serious, not like he was joking.

"Can you show me, young man?" A gray-haired man walked out, looking to be in his sixties.

"Old man, that's just a prop we used for filming, there's nothing worth watching." Chu Jiahao said sarcastically.

"Props? Yes, it's a prop, but I think the craftsmanship is not bad, I'm going to take it back to make toys for my grandson, young man, I won't let you suffer, how much money did you buy, add a little money, how about selling it to me? When the man heard Chu Jiahao's words, he smiled, turned his head and said to Qin Han.