Weekends, early in the morning.

"Mom, what kind of skin care products have you been using lately! I feel that your old skin has become a lot better! It's not worse than those girls in our class!"

After gobbling up breakfast, Wang Fan trotted all the way to Liu Xia's side, rubbing his shoulders for him, and said flatteringly.

Liu Xia didn't look at Wang Fan, and said angrily: "Say, what do you bastard boy ask your mother and me for?"

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu, this kid has nothing to do, then there is only one possibility, either treachery or theft!

"Hey, hey, hey"

Wang Fan smiled awkwardly, and then said with a serious face: "Mom, I'm thinking about the college entrance examination soon? I want to buy a few more sets of review materials, brush up on the questions, and prepare."

"You're going to work so hard!?"

Liu Xia pretended to be surprised, and then did not hesitate to expose Wang Fan's lies: "I see that you bastard boy is short of pocket money, right?

"How is it possible!, your precious son, am I that kind of person!" Wang Fan said bitterly, as if Liu Xia's words were a great insult to him.

"It's only a thousand yuan!" Before Liu Xia came back to her senses, Wang Fan said comfortably, turning his face was faster than turning a book.

"A thousand yuan!?Why don't you kid rob it! Your mother, I'm making money!"

Liu Xia looked at Wang Fan's wealthy appearance, and suddenly felt that she was angry, and immediately slapped Wang Fan in the head.

A thousand!

You must know that she is fortunate to work hard for a month, and her monthly salary is only 5,000 yuan.

This kid is good, he opened his mouth directly, and asked for one-fifth of her salary, two words, no way!

"Ouch!"

Wang Fan covered his head aggrievedly, glanced at Liu Xia, and muttered in a low voice: "It's really not my own mother, how ruthless is it!"

"What are you talking about, bastard!"

Liu Xia crossed her hands on her hips and stared at Wang Fan, and there seemed to be flames burning in the depths of her pupils.

Worst!

Mommy is going crazy!

Wang Fan secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly said: "Hehe, my son said that you started too lightly, didn't you have a meal? Do you want me to cook myself and cook a big meal for my mother!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Fan's face changed instantly.

Just... Seem... It seems like... One word "good" is missing.

Originally, he wanted to ask if Liu Xia hadn't eaten well, but he panicked and swallowed the word "good".

Sure enough, looking at Liu Xia's face again, it was blue and white for a while, and in the end, it was so gloomy that it could drip water, and her shoulders trembled slightly, as if some terrifying power was about to burst out.

"What... Your old baby son, I'm still in trouble."

Wang Fan tiptoed his steps, and when he was about to reach the door, the whole person suddenly shot out like a sharp arrow, and a few thick words echoed in the entire corridor: "Dear mother, your precious son won't come back for dinner at noon today!"

Shucheng, antique street.

This street is one of the most famous attractions in Shucheng, not only because of its antique architectural style, but also because this street brings together all the antique lovers in Shucheng, and even a noble Qi Soul Master came here, which greatly added a touch of mystery to this antique street.

The sky is just bright, and on both sides of the antique street, all kinds of antique lovers have already brought their belongings, spread carpets, and began to set up stalls to sell.

"Take a walk and take a look! The bronze unearthed in the 400th year of the Eastern Emperor, this is the only one, and there is no such shop if you miss this village!"

"The Holy Tang Sancai unearthed in the Holy Tang Dynasty has been personally identified by the gold appraiser, and Tong Su is not deceived!"

"The bronze tripod unearthed by the Qin Emperor Holy Dynasty, the appraisal book of the silver appraiser himself, the fake one pays ten!"

A deafening shout resounded, and the entire antique street was full of people, and the crowded crowd came and went, endlessly.

Among all the sub-professions, antique appraisers are the most popular, and even less prestigious than pharmacists.

There is no other reason, because antiques are valuable!

Maybe a tattered-looking bowl and chopsticks is worth at least six figures, and of course, it is also possible that a ceramic ware that looks full of age will only cost more than two figures.

It is precisely because of this that it has led to the rise of the antique appraiser industry, and after years of development, it has gradually become one of the three most sought-after sub-professions among all sub-professions.

As for what is a subclass?

In addition to the mainstream profession of the spiritist, such as antique appraiser, pharmacist, maker, gourmet, painter, engraver, etc., although these status is far less noble than the spiritmaster, they still belong to the upper class, and the industries with very high income are all subordinate to the sub-profession.

Among all the sub-professions, antique appraisers, pharmacists, and artifact makers are the most respected, and their status is second only to that of the Qi Soul Master.

But these sub-occupations are also graded, generally speaking, only the sub-occupations above the gold level will be respected by people, and the income of the sub-occupations below the gold level is not much different from that of ordinary workers, and even because they need to hone their skills, they have to keep losing a lot of money every year.

In the case of antique appraisers, there are seven levels: bronze, silver, gold, platinum, diamond, and saint.

Although it is only a sub-profession, if you want to be promoted to a level, the difficulty is no less than that of becoming a spirit master, because you need to go to a special sub-professional union to participate in the professional promotion assessment, after passing the assessment, the sub-professional union will issue you with a badge of the corresponding professional level, so far you can be considered a successful promotion level.

In the vast Huaxia Kingdom, there are only a handful of Saint Determination Masters, Divine Medicine Masters, and Artifact Masters, each of whom is comparable in status to the Emperor Qi Realm, that is, the existence of the Saint Emperor-level Qi Soul Master.

There is no other reason, because if the country wants to develop, it is impossible to rely on the existence of Qi Soul Master alone, and other professions need to go hand in hand.

Not only that, but there is also a bigger reason, that is, every highest-level sub-professional master has an enviable wealth, and this wealth is guarded by the state, so he is not afraid of the red-eyed Qi Soul Master coming to snatch it.

To put it bluntly, once you are promoted to become a Saint Master, even if the artifact in front of you is made in the contemporary era, if the Holy Master issues an appraisal certificate confirming that this artifact is an artifact from 100 years ago by the Eastern Emperor, then the world will also admit that this artifact was made 100 years ago by the Eastern Emperor.

You must know that the value of the utensils made in the contemporary era and the utensils made by the Eastern Emperor 100 years ago cannot be described as doubled, it is simply a world of difference!

From this, we can also see the horror of the Holy Master, and the words will determine the generation!

Of course, if you want to ask the Holy Master to come forward to identify the vintage of the antique, money is the first element, and you need to have status, otherwise you won't even be able to find the Holy Master.

"Hey, Ping'er, do you have any money now?"

Wang Fan dialed Guo Xiaoping's phone and said eagerly.

"Yes, no, no!"

On the other end of the phone, Guo Xiaoping replied subconsciously, and then seemed to find something wrong, and quickly changed his words.

"You!"

Wang Fan was angry for a while, just wanted to scold, and then thought about it, now he is begging others, and he will definitely not be able to have a bad attitude, so he took two deep breaths at the moment, forcibly piled up a smile on his face and said: "My good peace, I have something to do here, I need money, I am in a hurry!"

"Okay, how much do you want?"

Guo Xiaoping hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

"A Thousand ......"

"Dididi!"

As soon as Wang Fan's voice fell, he heard a beep from the other side, and when he looked down, the other party had already hung up the phone.

This stinky boy!

Wang Fan was scolded in his heart, and then reluctantly dialed Guo Xiaoping's phone: "Okay, how much do you have now?"

"Seven hundred, only seven hundred, no more"

On the other end of the phone, Guo Xiaoping said angrily.

Wang Fan, this kid, what about his opening of the water? One bite costs a thousand, when his house is a bank!

"Okay, then lend me seven hundred first!"

Wang Fan said helplessly, but seven hundred is indeed a lot, and some is better than nothing.

"Okay, I'll transfer it to you later, you kid have to remember to pay me back!"

Guo Xiaoping said in pain for a while, you must know that the 700 yuan is the pocket money that he has fortunately saved for a few months, and he will lend it all out at once, and it will be uncomfortable in anyone's heart.

"Okay, okay, got it, hurry up!"

Wang Fan urged, and then hurriedly hung up the phone, only to hear the sound of "ding", the seven hundred yuan has been successfully received!

"Ma Shengwang, I really love you to death!"

Wang Fan couldn't help but hug his mobile phone and kiss it, and said excitedly.

If it weren't for the Tengxun Group created by Ma Shengwang, he wouldn't have owned the software of Weixin, and he, Wang Fan, would only be able to get over it today.

"As long as I can find three antiques, I can break through the 1.0 energy mark tonight!"

Wang Fan's eyes were blazing, once he broke through the 1.0 mark, it meant that he was sure to become a Qi Soul Master.

You know, it's an air soul master!

Everywhere you go, you are a noble existence admired by thousands of people!