Sun Dong never expected that the fat man's ears were so good that he actually heard what he said. But what he said was reality. In this Boya Zhai antique shop, no matter the paintings hanging or the so-called items on the countertop,

Antiques are almost all fake.

Today's society is like this. Most of the items sold in antique shops are decorations, and there really aren't many real antiques left.

"Brother, it seems that I haven't told any lies. Look at what you have listed here. How many of them are real? How many of them can you get?" Sun Dong looked at it.

This damn fat man was extremely rude, and his tone became less pleasant.

"Young man, do you have money? As long as you have money, I will have good things." The fat bald man sneered, looked up and down at Sun Dong, and then said.

"Whether you have money or not is one thing, but whether you have good things is another. If you have good things, I will naturally have money." Sun Dong knew that the antique store industry was in deep water, so he didn't want to follow suit.

What is he arguing about?

"I have plenty of good things, but I'm afraid you can't afford them." The owner of this antique shop has seen countless people and knows what kind of people really come to buy goods.

People who come to buy antiques, jade, calligraphy and paintings either really like them, or they are rich people who buy them as gifts. People who really like antiques are different from the way they dress, and they are generally over forty years old, because they only have

Only people like this have the strength. Moreover, the bosses who come to buy antiques to give away are all fat-bellied, with their heads raised and arrogant.

However, Sun Dong and Miss Huang Er looked like a young couple and didn't look like they were here to buy anything, so the bald boss was not polite to them at all.

"How do you know if I can afford it if you don't show it? If there are good things, bring them out to open your eyes." Sun Dong thought in his heart. He came to the antique city for only one purpose, which was to help Miss Huang Er choose for his grandfather.

A gift, completing a task is a big deal.

"Okay, then let me open your eyes. How about my bracelet? It is an old material left by Emperor Qianlong and is made of star-filled red sandalwood."

The fat bald man casually placed the bracelet in front of Sun Dong and said.

A dark bracelet with gold stars on it. At first glance, it seems to be quite old.

If it was really left behind by Emperor Qianlong, it would really be of some value.

Miss Huang Er didn't know much about antiques, but she knew a little bit about it. When she saw the dark bracelet, she hurriedly came over and said, "It really has gold stars."

"What I said, can I lie to you? Do you want it? If you want, I will transfer five hundred thousand to you." The fat bald man stood there with a look of arrogance on his face.

Miss Huang Er took a look at Sun Dong and said, "Actually, my grandfather really likes bracelets. I have seen a lot of huanghuali bracelets and Hotan white jade bracelets in his drawer."

"This bracelet is not expensive in the first place, but it is expensive because it came from the Qing Palace. What can I say? It was used by the emperor and worn on the wrists of ordinary people. It is a blessing and can prolong life." Baldhead

The fat man heard what Miss Huang said and said hurriedly.

"Boss, I really like this bracelet of yours. Please make it cheaper." Although Miss Huang Er is rich, she still feels that this bracelet costs more than 500,000 yuan, which is too expensive.

"Girl, let me tell you, this bracelet is really left by Emperor Qianlong. Nothing from the Qing Palace is cheap, but the thing worn on Emperor Qianlong's hand is polished." The fat bald man said with a roll of his eyes.

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"What do you think?" Miss Huang Er glanced at Sun Dong and asked in a low voice.

"Don't talk about five hundred thousand, just this bracelet, I don't even want fifty yuan." Sun Dong said with a faint smile.

"Ah!" Miss Huang Er looked at Sun Dong in surprise. She still had a little knowledge of antiques. Nowadays, there are less and less red sandalwood, and this one has a gold star. How could it not even cost fifty yuan?

It’s worth it!

"Young man, don't let the wind blow your tongue. You have to be careful. This is Venus rosewood. It has a cultural atmosphere." The bald fat man's face became ugly again.

"I don't know if it has a cultural flavor, but I smell the smell of lard." Sun Dong said with a chuckle.

"What do you mean? What do you mean? What a pig or a dog?" The fat bald man's face turned gloomy.

"You know what pigs and dogs you are, and is the Venus above it natural? Is it man-made?" Sun Dong said without even looking at the bead.

At this time, the old man sitting at the coffee table drinking tea had been looking at Sun Dong quietly, with a smile on his lips and an expression of admiration.

"If you don't have money, pretend you don't have money. If you can't afford it, you'll lose it. It's all nonsense. If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I'll beat you up." The fat bald man grabbed the bracelet and put it on his wrist.

"Brother, if you don't do this kind of business, then what's fake is fake. You can't fool people. I've found out and you're still saying bad things." Sun Dong said expressionlessly when he saw this guy talking arrogantly.

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"Why do you say it's fake? I spent a lot of money to get it." The fat man was a little angry. Indeed, he didn't lie. He really got this bracelet. He bought it at the time.

It cost 50,000 yuan.

It is normal for a bracelet bought for 50,000 yuan to be sold for 500,000 yuan. This is how the antique business is. It does not open for three years and lasts for three years after opening. It is normal for the same small item to increase in price dozens of times.

"Okay, let me tell you, listen carefully. This bracelet of yours is not made of rosewood, but of rosewood. Rosewood and rosewood are incomparable in the sky and on the ground. They are fake.

In order to cover up the flaws, the author used lard to cook Siamese rosewood under high temperature and pressure, and then filled the gaps. At the same time, he added gold powder inside. After the gold powder was integrated into the wood, at first glance, it looked like the one with gold stars.

It's almost the same as rosewood. Do you think what I said makes sense?" Sun Dong said with a smile on his lips.

"It's impossible, it's impossible. I've been in the antique business for more than ten years, and there's no way I could hit him in the eye." The fat bald man's face turned scorched yellow, and sweat flowed down his cheeks.

"It's a small amount of money! This young man is right. This bracelet of yours is indeed fake, and the entire counterfeiting process is exactly the same as what this young man said." At this moment, the old man drinking tea next to him stood up.

"Mr. Ouyang, don't scare me, I got 50,000 yuan from you." The fat bald man almost cried, looking at the old man pitifully and said.

"Actually, I have long seen that your bracelet is fake, but I was afraid that you would be sad so I didn't tell you. Your bracelet really has no collectible value. It is from Siamese Rosewood. It has been Siamese Rosewood in recent years.

You can also collect some of your own items. This bracelet like yours can cost three hundred and two hundred dollars, but it will be worthless after being faked." The old man said again.

After listening to the old man's words, Miss Huang Er looked at Sun Dong with admiration and said, "Brother, you are good, you can also appreciate antiques!" Sun Dong never expected that this fat man's ears were quite good, and what he said was actually heard by him.

I heard it. But what he said is reality. In this Boya Zhai antique shop, whether it is the paintings hanging or the so-called antiques placed on the countertop, they are almost all fake.

Today's society is like this. Most of the items sold in antique shops are decorations, and there really aren't many real antiques left.

"Brother, it seems that I haven't told any lies. Look at what you have listed here. How many of them are real? How many of them can you get?" Sun Dong looked at it.

This damn fat man was extremely rude, and his tone became less pleasant.

"Young man, do you have money? As long as you have money, I will have good things." The fat bald man sneered, looked up and down at Sun Dong, and then said.

"Whether you have money or not is one thing, but whether you have good things is another. If you have good things, I will naturally have money." Sun Dong knew that the antique store industry was in deep water, so he didn't want to follow suit.

What is he arguing about?

"I have plenty of good things, but I'm afraid you can't afford them." The owner of this antique shop has seen countless people and knows what kind of people really come to buy goods.

People who come to buy antiques, jade, calligraphy and paintings either really like them, or they are rich people who buy them as gifts. People who really like antiques are different from the way they dress, and they are generally over forty years old, because they only have

Only people like this have the strength. Moreover, the bosses who come to buy antiques to give away are all fat-bellied, with their heads raised and arrogant.

However, Sun Dong and Miss Huang Er looked like a young couple and didn't look like they were here to buy anything, so the bald boss was not polite to them at all.

"How do you know if I can afford it if you don't show it? If there are good things, bring them out to open your eyes." Sun Dong thought in his heart. He came to the antique city for only one purpose, which was to help Miss Huang Er choose for his grandfather.

A gift, completing a task is a big deal. ??

"Okay, then let me open your eyes. How about my bracelet? It is an old material left by Emperor Qianlong and is made of star-filled red sandalwood."

The fat bald man casually placed the bracelet in front of Sun Dong and said.

A dark bracelet with gold stars on it. At first glance, it seems to be quite old.

If it was really left behind by Emperor Qianlong, it would really be of some value.

Miss Huang Er didn't know much about antiques, but she knew a little bit about it. When she saw the dark bracelet, she hurriedly came over and said, "It really has gold stars."

"What I said, can I lie to you? Do you want it? If you want, I will transfer five hundred thousand to you." The fat bald man stood there with a look of arrogance on his face.

Miss Huang Er took a look at Sun Dong and said, "Actually, my grandfather really likes bracelets. I have seen a lot of huanghuali bracelets and Hotan white jade bracelets in his drawer."

"This bracelet is not expensive in the first place, but it is expensive because it came from the Qing Palace. What can I say? It was used by the emperor and worn on the wrists of ordinary people. It is a blessing and can prolong life." Baldhead

The fat man heard what Miss Huang said and said hurriedly.

"Boss, I really like this bracelet of yours. Please make it cheaper." Although Miss Huang Er is rich, she still feels that this bracelet costs more than 500,000 yuan, which is too expensive.

"Girl, let me tell you, this bracelet is really left by Emperor Qianlong. Nothing from the Qing Palace is cheap, but the thing worn on Emperor Qianlong's hand is polished." The fat bald man said with a roll of his eyes.

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"What do you think?" Miss Huang Er glanced at Sun Dong and asked in a low voice.

"Don't talk about five hundred thousand, just this bracelet, I don't even want fifty yuan." Sun Dong said with a faint smile.

"Ah!" Miss Huang Er looked at Sun Dong in surprise. She still had a little knowledge of antiques. Nowadays, there are less and less red sandalwood, and this one has a gold star. How could it not even cost fifty yuan?

It’s worth it!

"Young man, don't let the wind blow your tongue. You have to be careful. This is Venus rosewood. It has a cultural atmosphere." The bald fat man's face became ugly again.

"I don't know if it has a cultural flavor, but I smell the smell of lard." Sun Dong said with a chuckle.

"What do you mean? What do you mean? What a pig or a dog?" The fat bald man's face turned gloomy.

"You know what pigs and dogs you are, and is the Venus above it natural? Is it man-made?" Sun Dong said without even looking at the bead.

At this time, the old man sitting at the coffee table drinking tea had been looking at Sun Dong quietly, with a smile on his lips and an expression of admiration.

"If you don't have money, pretend you don't have money. If you can't afford it, you'll lose it. It's all nonsense. If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I'll beat you up." The fat bald man grabbed the bracelet and put it on his wrist.

"Brother, if you don't do this kind of business, then what's fake is fake. You can't fool people. I've found out and you're still saying bad things." Sun Dong said expressionlessly when he saw this guy talking arrogantly.
To be continued...