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

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

"How much more money can it be worth. If it is from other games, I don't want it."

After the identification was completed, the middle-aged man said seriously, "Will this happen, I won't fool you, I'll want it for 800 yuan."

Chen Fan snatched it up. Antiques are valuable if you like them, and if you don’t like them, they are worthless if you don’t.

"One-price, two thousand."

"If you want it, don't let it down."

"One thousand two, no more!"

The middle-aged man seemed to really want it and called for a real price.

In fact, Chen Fan also checked the Internet that a real Yongzheng Tongbao was the one in his hand, which was about 1,000 to 2,000.

But he paid Wang Hao 216 and didn't even make a profit of 1,000 yuan, so he didn't do it.

"At least one thousand four, no bargaining!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "One thousand four is not nice, I'll give you one thousand three hundred and eight."

"make a 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, what good things can I find in the future? Baibaozhai on Wenzheng Street."

Seeing the 1,380 yuan received on WeChat, Chen Fan really believed in his eyes.

Since the information you see is true, what else do you care about?

The door to wealth has been opened and he doesn't want to waste his time.

I took a walk around the Antique Street again. There are really very few things here, but there are not at all.

Sometimes some antique dealers collect some treasures from the countryside, but they can't even tell the truth or fake, and they are confused and cheap.

This is picking up a bargain.

There are many things on the stall in front.

There are a wide range of pottery, purple clay, porcelain, jade, jewelry...

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 such information.

All the others are fakes, or they are worthless bad street goods.

Chen Fan was an amateur anyway and didn't know anything. He just grabbed a fake and asked.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

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

What a joke.

A fake product like this should be chosen for just over ten yuan, right?

He took it in his hand and threw it, "Tell me the real price, I'm buying it for fun."

The other party glanced at him. There was no business anyway, so he said casually, "You really want a thousand dollars to take it!"

You will definitely not be able to buy real things for a thousand yuan, and real things will definitely be more than a thousand yuan.

Chen Fan put it back and pretended to be ready to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, come back!"

"How much do you pay?"

As expected, it's like selling clothes. If you don't want it, he will call you back.

Chen Fan said boredly, "You really think they are treasures! If it costs 200 yuan, I will buy one to play with."

"Okay, okay! OK, you choose one!"

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

I bought these things from the countryside for more than ten yuan each.

If you encounter someone who doesn’t know the goods, you can kill him one after another.

Anyway, there is a rule in the antique street: whether the goods are genuine or fake, you can buy them and leave them.

If you buy a fake product, it means you have no vision and you think you are unlucky.

If you find authentic products, it will be your blessing.

Chen Fan paid two hundred yuan and took away the snuff bottle.

Baibaozhai, right?

Chen Fan rode a shared bicycle and pressed his mobile phone to navigate to Wenzheng Street.

There are many teahouses and some antique shops on Wenzheng Street.

This is the famous leisure street in Jiangzhou. People who live here are very leisurely and do not have the kind of depression in big cities at all.

Those who can open shops on this street have basically achieved financial freedom, drinking tea and slapping birds every day.

As for whether the store's business is open, they don't care.

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

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

Chen Fan looked at his shop, and his eyes were blinded by the antiques.

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

Sure enough, he is an expert, and almost all the things he collects have their origins.

Chen Fan took out the snuff bottle he had just found, "I have something here, you can see?"

"Yo! Do 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, "Isn't this what you picked up on Antique Street?"

Chen Fan smiled, "Do you want it?"

The other party held it in his hand and looked carefully and then took out the magnifying glass.

The snuff bottle is painted, and the pictures of ladies are painted.

After seeing it, the other party said, "Although this is also an antique, it is not a royal product, it is just an ordinary court snuff bottle. How much do you want to sell?"

Chen Fan said, "Mr. Zuo, although we only met today, it is a fate."

"I don't understand the antique industry either. You can just give it a price."

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

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

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

"Didn't you guessed it just now?"

Chen Fan did not hide it, and Zuo Handong said in surprise, "Did you really find it from there?"

He gave Chen Fan a thumbs up.

This young man said that he didn't understand it was fake. If he really didn't understand, could he find such a treasure?

He thought for a while, "Since you believe me so much, I will give you a real price."

"This snuff bottle is only 60,000 or 70,000 yuan in the market. How much profit can you give me?"

He is also very experienced. 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? Is it worth dating?

Chen Fan didn't expect that the other party would push the problem to him, so he was very straightforward, "Give it 50,000! How much you can earn the rest is your ability."

"Happy! Deal."

Zuo Handong admired this young man more and more, and was simply and courageous.

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

"Little brother, if you have good things in the future, come to me."

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

I reselled two items this morning and made 50,964.

Chen Fan is becoming more and more confident.

But I am a student after all, and I cannot go to the antique market to find bargains every day.

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

There is also news about the stock market that cannot be missed, so he went to the securities company to open an account.

Set aside 3064 and transfer all the remaining 48,000 to the stock market capital account.

A message popped up on the stock trading software that I just downloaded: Dongfeng Pharmaceutical rose %.
Chapter completed!