The other party laughed, "You are a layman at first glance." ”

"There are many versions of Yongzheng Tongbao, and you are from the Baowu Bureau. ”

"It's worth a few dollars, but if it's another bureau, I don't want it. ”

After the appraisal was completed, the middle-aged man said, "That's it, I won't fool you, I want 800 yuan." ”

Chen Fan snatched it over, antiques, if you like it, it's worth it, and if you don't like it, it's worthless.

"One price, two thousand. ”

"Give it to you if you want it, don't pull it down. ”

"One thousand two, no more!"

The middle-aged man seemed to really want it, and shouted a real price.

In fact, Chen Fan also checked on the Internet, a real Yongzheng Tongbao, in his own hand, this version, is about between 1,000 and 2,000.

But he paid Wang Hao 216 himself, and he didn't even earn a thousand yuan, so he didn't do it.

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"At least one thousand fourteen, no bargaining!"

The middle-aged man smiled, "One thousand and four is not good, I will give you one thousand three hundred and eight." ”

"Deal!"

The middle-aged man was also an expert, so he paid the money quickly, and then handed Chen Fan a business card.

"Young man, if there are any good things in the future, you can come to me at Baibaozhai on Wenzheng Street. ”

Seeing the money, Chen Fan really believed his eyes.

Since the information you see with your eyes is true, what do you have to worry about?

The door to wealth had been opened, and he didn't want to waste time.

I walked around the antique street again, and the real things here are indeed extremely rare, but they are not completely absent.

Sometimes, some antique dealers collect some treasures from the countryside, and even they can't tell the real or fake, and they are confused and cheapen others.

That's what leakage is.

In the front of the stall, there are a lot of things.

Pottery, purple sand, porcelain, jade, jewelry...... A feast for the eyes.

Chen Fan glanced at it, and a message suddenly popped up in front of him: Palace snuff bottle, 1832, Beijing.

There were more than a dozen snuff bottles on the stall, and only one of them popped up with such a message.

Everything else is a fake, or it's worthless rotten street goods.

Chen Fan was a layman anyway and didn't understand anything, so he grabbed a fake casually and asked.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

The stall owner glanced at him, "Five thousand!"

Are you kidding.

Like this kind of fake, you should pick a dozen yuan a piece, right?

He took it in his hand and threw it, "Tell me the real price, I bought it for fun." ”

The other party glanced at him, he didn't have much business anyway, and said casually, "You really want a thousand yuan to take it!"

A thousand dollars will never buy the real thing, and the real thing will definitely be more than a thousand dollars.

Chen Fan put it back again, pretending to be ready to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, come back!"

"How much do you give?"

Sure enough, it's the same as selling clothes, if you don't want it, he calls you back again.

Chen Fan said boringly, "You really think they are treasures! If it's two hundred yuan, I'll buy one and play with it." ”

"Okay, okay, you pick one!"

The boss shook his head, business is difficult to do these days.

I still bought these things from the countryside for more than a dozen yuan each.

If you encounter someone who doesn't know the goods, you can slaughter a knife.

Anyway, there is a rule in the antique street, regardless of whether the goods are real or fake, you must buy them and leave them.

If you buy a fake, it means that your eyesight is not good, and you think you are unlucky.

If you find the right thing, that's also your blessing.

Chen Fan paid two hundred yuan and took the snuffbox.

Baibaozhai, right?

Chen Fan rode a shared bicycle and followed the navigation of his mobile phone to Wenzheng Street.

There are many teahouses on this side of Wenzheng Street, and there are also some antique shops.

This is a famous leisure street in Jiangzhou, and the people who live here are very leisurely, and there is no depression in the big city at all.

Those who were able to open shops on this street basically achieved financial freedom, drank tea every day, and walked around.

As for whether the business of the store is open or not, they don't care.

Chen Fan came to Baibaozhai, and the middle-aged man who bought his copper coin just now happened to be there.

"Hey, little brother, why are you here?"

Chen Fan looked at his shop, and his eyes were full of antiques, which simply blinded his eyes.

Countless pieces of information popped up in front of me, explaining the origin of these treasures clearly.

Sure enough, he is a connoisseur, and almost all the things he collects have a history.

Chen Fan took out the snuffbox he had just found, "I have something here for you to see?"

"Yo, you really have a lot of treasures in your hands?"

"Why didn't you take it out just now?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized something, "This can't be what you picked up in the antique street, right?"

Chen Fan smiled, "Do you want it?"

The other party took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and then took out a magnifying glass.

The snuff box is painted, and the picture is of a lady.

After reading it, the other party said, "Although this is also an antiquity, it is not a royal item, just an ordinary palace snuff bottle, how much do you want to sell?"

Chen Fan said, "Mr. Zuo, although we only met today, it can be regarded as a fate. ”

"I don't know anything about the antique industry, just look at the price. ”

"If I think I can sell it, I will sell it, and if you don't treat me badly, I will sell you something in the future. ”

The implication is that if you deliberately kill me, the friendship will only be this time, and there will never be a second time.

Zuo Handong smiled, "You tell me how this came about first?"

"Didn't you just guess?"

Chen Fan didn't hide it, Zuo Handong said in surprise, "You really got it from there?"

He gave Chen Fan a thumbs up.

This young man said that he didn't understand it for fear that it would be fake, if he really didn't understand, he could find such a treasure?

He pondered, "Since you believe in me so much, then I'll give you a real price." ”

"This snuff bottle is only sixty or seventy thousand yuan in the market, how much profit can you give me?"

He is also very sophisticated, the value of things is here, if you want to make money, I will also make money.

It depends on whether you have a big appetite or not, and whether it's worth socializing.

Chen Fan didn't expect the other party to push the problem to himself, and he was also very simple, "Give 50,000 yuan! How much you can earn the rest is your ability." ”

"Happy! ”

Zuo Handong admired this young man more and more, simply and courageously.

He transferred 50,000 yuan to Chen Fan's account.

"Little brother, there are good things to come to me in the future. ”

Zuo Handong personally sent him to the door and watched Chen Fan leave on a shared bicycle.

This morning, I resold two things and made 50,964.

Chen Fan became more and more confident.

But after all, I am a student, and I can't go to the antique market every day to pick up leaks.

Besides, I lack knowledge in this area, and although I know the origin of these things, I can't grasp many things.

There was also news about the stock market that could not be missed, so he went to a securities company to open an account.

Set aside 3064 and transfer the remaining 40,000 to the fund account of the stock market.

A message pops up on the stock trading software that I just downloaded: Dongfeng Pharmaceutical rose 10.02%.

Now down 1.32%, Chen Fan unceremoniously bought the whole position!