"?"

"Okay!"

Su Bai responded immediately and took out his mobile phone, "Master, give me the payment code."

When Lao Gou walked to the stall and showed the payment code next to Su Bai, he was still a little stunned, as if he didn't expect to complete the transaction so easily.

While waiting to receive the money, he couldn't help but ask: "Is it so profitable to be an anchor now?"

Su Bai nodded seriously: "It's quite profitable. Do you plan to change your career again?"

Lao Gou shook his head: "Old man, I can't turn."

Su Bai glanced at the high stool where Lao Gou was originally sitting and the old sheepskin covering it, and asked: "Old man, I've rounded up the entire stall. I'll take your seat later and draw a lottery for the fans."<

/p>

"As for the sheepskin and chair, I don't need to calculate the money for you anymore, right?"

Su Bai entered the numbers, his hand was hanging on the screen, but he hadn't confirmed the transfer yet.

Lao Gou stretched his neck, looked at it eagerly, and said nonchalantly: "No, I just patted my butt and left."

"The stools are made of firewood, and the sheepskin is old and worn. They are all worth 180 yuan, including the stall."

"Okay, I've got the money and goods, please check."

Su Bai transferred the money decisively.

"Received."

Lao Gou first looked happy, and then felt sad.

"Thirty years, now you're quitting?"

Lao Gou looked at the stall and the position where he had been sitting for decades, and felt reluctant to leave.

Especially when Su Bai walked over and sat down gracefully in his original position, this reluctance and regret reached its peak.

"Lao Gou, why are you so pretentious? Go back and let your son take care of him in old age, and hug your grandson when you have nothing to do. Isn't it beautiful?"

"No, at least you escaped unscathed."

"..."

When the stall owners around saw the deal being concluded, they spoke one after another, some congratulating, some saying goodbye, some reluctant to leave... Under the flurry of words, Lao Gou's melancholy about leaving the circle was diluted.

He replied angrily to one of the stall owners: "What do you mean by escaping with your whole body? Are you still missing arms and legs? We are selling antiques, not our lives."

The stall owner chuckled and pointed in the direction of the entrance to the antique city: "You know the old stubborn man who sets up the stall over there, right? He keeps shouting all day long that no one can miss that one from him."

Lao Gou nodded: "I know, there is a pure gold base on the stall."

"Haha, I received the news that he was picked up and had a big leak. I was so angry that he closed the stall early. He said he had chest tightness and was a little breathless, so he went back to lie down."

The stall owner glanced at Su Bai as he spoke, and his tone was a little hesitant: "I heard that the person who picked up the leak was an anchor..."

Su Bai was listening with open ears, and quickly replied: "Really? I just came here, what did that old stubborn man miss?"

Including Lao Gou, other stall owners also participated in the chat. The stall owner who started the conversation shook his head, as if he thought he was overthinking, and described it vividly.

Su Bai pretended to still be listening, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered: "This news spread too fast."

At the same time, I took a look at the live broadcast room.

There was a flood of barrages in the live broadcast room, especially after hearing the news that the old stubborn man was brutally picked up and closed his stall in anger.

【This news spread too fast.】

[The host did something wrong, the old man almost stopped coming up in one breath, I even got the picture, hahaha.]

[Looking at the way the anchor looked guilty just now, could it be possible...]

[...I missed it again? Find it quickly, is it the jade Buddha's hand?]

Su Bai smiled and said nothing, watching with a smile as Lao Gou said goodbye to the stall owners around him and walked out of the antique city.

Perhaps the exchange of gossip between several stall owners here was too lively, which distracted the attention of a customer in front of the stall next to him. His hand slipped and a plate fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

The stall owner and the customer got into an argument.

The noise in Su Bai's ears disappeared. Looking through his glasses, he saw the broken porcelain pieces forming a few lines in his eyes:

【First recharge task completed.】

[Congratulations to the host for winning a mysterious prize:

Only if you know how to make money can you earn money——Antique Appraisal (Museum Level I)]

Su Bai's eyes dazzled. Looking at the broken porcelain pieces, they were just broken porcelain pieces.

At the same time, my mind felt like a volcano erupting, and like Quanjude cramming ducks, almost endless knowledge poured out.

Naturalist,

Know all things, and be well-informed.

Any content that has something to do with antiques,

It’s as small as the style and as large as the shape of the vessel;

As far back as ancient times, as recent as last week;

The charlatanism of the left, the identification and evaluation of the righteous...

All-inclusive, everything you need.

In just an instant, Su Bai went from a layman who relied on Baidu to brag, to an expert who dared to call himself "somewhat knowledgeable" in any field.

I only have a brief understanding of it.

After all, it’s just [Antique Appraisal (Natural History Level I)].

"If there is a natural history, is there also a specialization?"

"If there is level I, are there also levels II, III, IV, and V?"

Su Bai's heart was full of expectations.

This feeling of getting something for nothing... I like it so much!

In a good mood, Su Bai played with the jade Buddha's hand and said to the fans in the live broadcast room:

"This jade Buddha hand is indeed a good thing..."

His eyes fell on the hand of the Jade Buddha, and its message was naturally detected on his glasses:

[Item: Jade Buddha Hand]

[Material: Hotan White Jade]

[Era: Thirty Years of Qianlong]

[Description: Buddha's hand type, exquisite materials, meticulous craftsmanship, typical Qianlong workmanship that spares no expense.]

[Story: Qianlong pacified the Western Regions, opening up the channel for Hotan jade to enter the Central Plains. The Central Plains jade carving has now reached the peak stage of craftsmanship and material.]

[Value: Yuan.]

With the knowledge instilled in [Antique Appraisal (Natural History Level I)], Su Bai not only followed the script this time, but also spoke in detail:

"This is a Buddha-shaped vessel with a Hotan jade handle carved from the middle to late Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty."

"Buddha's hand refers to the bergamot in the plant, because it resembles the hand of the Buddha, which is homophonic to the word "Fushou", meaning blessings and longevity. It is a classic utensil type."

"In the middle of Qianlong's reign, this old man Shiquan conquered the Western Regions and opened up the passage for Hotan jade to enter the Central Plains. Since then, the material of Central Plains jade has been greatly improved, and the craftsmanship has also reached its peak, so much so that 'Qianlong work' has become a proprietary

noun."

Su Bai couldn't put it down and played with the "Jade Buddha's Hand" and said: "However, it is a good thing, but it is not a leak. If you buy it at the price, it can only be said to be a small profit, and it cannot be called a leak."

In the live broadcast room, the barrage went from moving on the bench to listening to the lecture in a serious manner, to getting crooked bit by bit...

【The amount of useless knowledge has increased again.】

[Give me 10,000 yuan, anchor. Please, I’ll give it to the goddess.]

[The anchor has some stuff, don’t you use Baidu?]

[Am I the only one who thinks the host’s hands look good? I forgot to look at the jade Buddha’s hands.]

【In front of you, you are not alone.】

[A bunch of licking dogs, lsp, they are all dead. I want to see if they have missed it. Did the anchor pick it up? 】

Su Bai gave an affirmative answer:

"I picked it up."

"This is it!"

"Bang bang..."

Su Bai stood up and patted the stool through the old sheepskin, making a muffled sound.

A large number of question marks floated across the barrage.

【???】

[Stool? Anchor, are you kidding me?]

"Who said this is a stool?"
Chapter completed!