Early the next morning, Lin Feng couldn't wait. He covered his backpack tightly as if he were a thief, for fear that others would find out that he had treasures on him.

Because he suddenly obtained such a valuable ancient book, he didn't sleep almost all night last night. He had been worrying about gains and losses, for fear that if he made a mistake in any step, or if his home was robbed, he would suffer heavy losses.

In this slightly abnormal mental state, Lin Feng just washed his hands and hurried to the antique street to find someone to appraise it.

He had already checked reliable information on the Internet. The relatively large antique shops in Tumen Antique Street, such as Haoyunlai Antique Shop, Boguzhai Antique Shop, Zangciju Antique Shop, etc., are all relatively famous shops.

In Lin Feng's opinion, there must be a reason why such a shop is so famous, and he would feel more at ease by having his rare ancient books appraised by them.

"It's good for your eyes to wake up early." Although Lin Feng hurriedly walked towards the antique street, his eyes were still wandering around the street unconsciously.

Although it is morning, many beauties have already come out for a stroll. Some are young women with hair who deliberately squeeze out their fair hair, some are beautiful white-collar workers with hot figures, and some are long-legged models who put on sexy socks and are infinitely tempting.

Stepping on high heels, swaying the waist and twisting the hips, it becomes a beautiful scenery on the street.

Smelling the perfume, body odor, and various fragrances left behind by the beauties along the way, Lin Feng felt that his spirit was lifted, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace a little, but he secretly rejoiced in his heart: When brother gets rich, he will also have sex

A beautiful woman to please your eyes.

"Choose this antique store, good luck to the antique store." The first store on the antique street was decorated with an antique style, which made people fall in love with it at first sight. Lin Feng immediately decided to enter this store.

As soon as he entered the store, he saw a dazzling array of antiques everywhere. The prices marked on them were easily tens of thousands of dollars, which made Lin Feng feel frightened, fearing that he might accidentally break an antique.

"Young man, are you here to buy antiques?" Lin Feng was still wandering around the shop. A middle-aged man with a rather blessed appearance appeared behind Lin Feng. He smiled like Maitreya Buddha and his small eyes were almost narrowed.

, showing a hint of a profiteer, as if he is always calculating something.

When he heard someone calling him, Lin Feng quickly turned around and waved his hand: "No, no, I'm here to sell things. I wonder if you accept antiques here?"

Selling something?

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed and his smile became more friendly. In their industry, as long as they have sufficient funds, they are not afraid of acquiring many antiques.

With the development of the economy, everyone began to have some spare money, and the antique industry gradually became popular, and the prices of many antiques continued to rise.

Basically, today's antiques are used as value-preserving investments. No one knows to what extent the prices of antiques will rise. They may get higher year by year, so those who are engaged in the antique business have been living a very prosperous life these years.

"Take it, of course, why not?! But I don't know what you have in your hand? You have to understand that if it is fake, of course we can't take it." The middle-aged man rubbed his palms and looked at them with a smile.

Lin Feng, his eyes couldn't help but focus on the black backpack on Lin Feng's body.

In this line of work, he also knows that people should not be judged by their appearance. Even if a young man is not well-dressed, who knows if he has something good on him.

Many valuable antiques were purchased from those mud-legged people in the countryside, and he often went to the countryside to collect things, which developed his habit of never looking down on others.

However, he has to carefully observe whether there is anything good in this kid, or whether he is here to fool him, before he can make a decision.

"Are you the boss here?" Lin Feng looked at the surroundings suspiciously and asked the middle-aged man. After all, the matter was so important that he could not be cautious.

The middle-aged man was not angry, he still had a smiling face, and said: "Yes, I am the owner of this Lucky Lai antique shop. My name is Liu Qingcai. I am the most generous person. I often give money to others and I like to interact with customers the most.

Make friends.”

Hehe, it’s better to be cautious! The more cautious the customer’s attitude is, the more precious the things on his body are. Maybe he can make a lot of money this time, the middle-aged man Liu Qingcai thought secretly.

"Here, look, this is the book. How much is it worth?" Lin Feng was not polite and took out the tightly wrapped "Hand-reading of the Five Classics" from his backpack and handed it to the middle-aged man.

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Liu Qingcai was a little skeptical at first, thinking that how could this young man get the precious treasure and maybe come here to cause trouble? But the moment the cover of the book appeared in front of his eyes, his pupils

He couldn't help but shrink slightly.

"Young man, I can't see very accurately here. As you know, cultural relic identification is a very difficult matter and cannot be disturbed in the slightest. If you allow me, I will take it inside the house and take a closer look at it for you.

"After briefly opening the book and taking a look, Liu Qingcai gently closed the ancient book and said seriously.

Take it inside the house?

Although Lin Feng is not a very knowledgeable person, he also knows that such precious things must never leave his sight, otherwise others will not know if they are stolen.

At that time, if others falsely accuse him and say that he is unreasonable, then he really will not be able to explain this fact no matter how many times he opens his mouth.

Lin Feng said unceremoniously: "Boss Liu, it's just a book appraisal. There is no need to make it so grand. If you don't have the skills, I will show it to another master and take a closer look."

"This kid..." Stifled by these words, Liu Qingcai's heart sank. This kid actually dared to say that he didn't have much ability. It's really annoying to humiliate him like this! I won't give you any clues.

I really thought he, Liu Qingcai, was easy to bully.

Thinking of this, he quickly put on a friendly look and said, "Okay, since you don't want to, I won't force it. But if the appraisal is wrong, don't blame me."

"Don't worry, I will never blame you." Lin Feng nodded.

After receiving Lin Feng's reply, Liu Qingcai took out a magnifying glass from the counter, placed the book on the glass table, and began to observe carefully, looking at every corner.

If there is one word to describe it, it would be professional, so damn professional, just like those experts on TV who are like beasts, with extremely serious eyes.

Half an hour later, under Lin Feng's extremely expectant eyes, Liu Qingcai's eyes were like an ancient well, without any fluctuation, and he softly uttered a few words: "This is fake!"

Fake?

Lin Feng was so shocked by Liu Qingcai's words that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Of course it's fake. Based on my many years of experience..." Liu Qingcai rattled off a lot, using various angles and various difficult knowledge to prove that this book is fake and not worth a penny at all.

Seeing Lin Feng looking like he was mourning for his heir, Liu Qingcai was secretly proud, and changed his voice: "Although this book is fake, it still has some cultural relic value. If you are willing, I am willing to pay fifty yuan for it."

Acquire it."

Liu Qingcai looked embarrassed, as if he had given Lin Feng a huge advantage by paying fifty yuan for this book. If he didn't agree, he wouldn't have this good opportunity in the future.
Chapter completed!