Chapter 13: Good! I'll wait to go out and see

Li Xiaocheng said lightly: "Shopkeeper, you can be busy yourself!" I'll just see! ”

At this moment, a man in his thirties walked out of the window, his face was thin, his eyes were a little black, and he was holding a large black plastic bag in his hand, which was bulging inside, and he didn't know what it contained.

"This son, look slowly!"

As soon as Wang Baolai saw the thin man, he dropped this sentence and walked straight away.

"Why are you here again?" , Wang Baolai seems to be a little unhappy.

The thin man patted the black bag and whispered, "Shopkeeper, do you have the goods?" I'm bringing all the ancestral antiques with me this time. ”

"Oh?" , Wang Baolai's eyes lit up, "Come into the house and chat!" ”

The two of them intervened in the back room one after the other, and then immediately closed the door of the house, behaving a little strangely.

Li Xiaocheng was disguised to look at the antiques outside on one wall, and eavesdropped on the other.

After his physical body evolved into a spirit body, his six senses were far stronger than ordinary people, and he let him hear a few points.

Inside the house, the thin man asked with a hungry face, "Shopkeeper Wang, is there another powder?" ”

Wang Baolai said a little disdainfully: "The goods are there, but you take the cash first!" I don't come for nothing, I don't pay on credit, are you rich?"

Originally, this Wang Baolai was not only trading antiques, but also selling white powder and poison.

And the thin man was originally a rich second generation, but due to drug addiction, he lost all the money accumulated by his elders.

"I'm bringing my dad's old collection of antiques with me! Shopkeeper Wang, you are a handicraft, do you see how much money is this worth? ”

The thin man took out a flat bottle with cyan lines from the dark plastic bag.

As soon as Wang Baolai saw the bottle, a wisp of color floated in his eyes.

He pretended to be quiet on the outside, and said lightly: "You thing is rough and rough, how I look at it looks like a fake, but if you look closely, it looks like the real thing." ”

The thin man was anxious: "Shopkeeper Wang, is this really fake?" If you don't go outside, the light here is dim and you can't see clearly! You go outside and take a closer look! ”

The object of antiques, one authenticity and one meaning, one heaven and one earth, he is naturally anxious.

Wang Baolai said unhurriedly: "Okay! Then I'll wait to go to the hall and see, there is enough light over there, and I can see it better. Well, I'm going to ban this thing. I've invited an expert in the antiques festival to come to my store. ”

"He is a famous TV player, famous, and extremely prestigious in the antique world. If he says the bottle is true, then it is true. ”

"But if he says it's fake, then you're an imitation of a blue and white flat vase, and you basically don't care about money."

The thin man was a little panicked: "Shopkeeper, then please ask him to help me take a look." ”

"Good! I'll wait to get out and see! ”

The two of them arrived in the hall.

Wang Baolai arranged for a clerk to call an expert.

It didn't take long for the clerk to invite a treasure connoisseur in his fifties from the back hall.

This duke, Li Xiaocheng is familiar with it, and he is really an expert in the "Antiques" column, and he is also Zhao Xingjia.

"Zhao Xingjia, complicated, can you help me see if this bottle is indeed fake? I'm still waiting for the money, and I'm in a hurry. ”

The thin man rubbed his hands irritably, as if some drug addiction was about to come up.

Li Xiaocheng pretended to look at the antiques on the stinky shelf on the other wall, and passed by several people from then on.

But when he passed by, he immediately noticed something, and a wisp of different color passed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but glance at the blue and white ancient vase.

Originally, he clearly felt that the vase contained a strong yin and evil aura.

Since he learned the 'Nine Yin Transformation Evil Technique', his sense of evil qi has become more and more acute.

Now the evil qi is a tonic for Li Xiaocheng, and it can be transformed into mana, so he has a heartbeat for this vase.

And judging from the concentration of the evil qi, it should be six or seven centuries, that is, this vase is from the Ming Dynasty and is a real antique.

There are two types of antiques.

One is the family heirloom, which has never been buried in secrets, and this kind of antique does not contain evil spirits, and it is difficult for Li Xiaocheng to determine.

The other is to be buried with the deceased, which is invaded by yin qi all year round, condensing the evil qi, and the longer it is buried, the stronger the evil qi becomes.

Whether this kind of antique is from piracy or not, Li Xiaocheng can distinguish the authenticity at a glance.

The blue and white vase in the wizened man's hand is exactly this kind of antique.

said that Zhao Xingjia took the bottle, took out an eighty-fold emphasis glass, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

In the end, he casually left the enlarged mirror and made an eye on Wang Baolai.

The shopkeeper clapped the board gently.

Then, Zhao Xingjia pretended to have a look of regret on his face, and Tai Xi said: "Hey! What a pity! I thought it was genuine, but it turned out to be a contemporary imitation. You're a fake, don't care about money! ”

Seeing this scene, Li Xiaocheng laughed lightly, this Zhao Xingjia and Wang Baolai were really secretly colluding.

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"What? Is this a contemporary imitation? ”

The thin man's face changed slightly, and his heart fell to the bottom for a while

Then, he said unwillingly: "Connoisseur, when my father was alive, he always said that this was a real antique, and it is difficult for you to take a closer look. ”

Zhao Xingjia pretended to be unhappy and said, "Are you questioning my level?" I speak to you, youth! The antiques that I have judged have always been wrong. Even if you show it to other experts, it will have the same effect. ”

"But my dad used to spend a lot of money to buy this, how could it be ....."

"Hey! I had to say that your father had no eyes and bought a fake. ”

Zhao Xingjia denied Taixi, he was an expert in the industry, and if he put it forward, he was naturally quite powerful.

"I don't have anything to do, the fake is really not finished, you just look at the glaze of this bottle, it is obvious that it is used

Painted with water to make old, the basis is contemporary high imitation, disdain money! ”

"It's... This..."

The thin man was stunned by Zhao Xingjia's deception, and his heart was completely hopeless.

Li Xiaocheng heard a slight denial not far away.

If he hadn't known that this bottle was genuine, he would have believed Zhao Xingjia's words.

At this time, Wang Baolai interjected: "Xiao Li, Zhao Xingjia's judgment is false, and it is definitely wrong." In addition, I am also buying imitations here, and if you want to sell them, I will see the dignity of my acquaintances, and the price will be higher. ”

"Shopkeeper Wang, how much money do you pay?" The man asked waitingly.

Wang Baolai lifted the bottle and looked at it, then sighed and said: "Although this bottle is intact, it is finally an imitation, and I have at most 200 yuan!" ”

"It's only 200 yuan?"