"Have you been here?" Asan looked at Jia Sidao curiously when he heard what Jia Sidao said, and muttered, "It shouldn't be, you are from Linhai, how could you not know about this place?"

This made Jia Sidao's face turn red and white. When A San's tone, it seemed that the people in Linhai didn't know that this place was carrying a great crime: "I don't usually come to the old city, at most I just wandered on the snack street. Could it be that this is a famous antique street?"

"Correct." Asan snapped his fingers and said, "It seems that you are still very sensible."

However, that's it, but as far as the scene in front of you is concerned, I'm afraid anyone will know that this is an antique street, right?

Not to mention that the streets are filled with street stalls, there are many porcelain, coins and other things on them. It is easy to tell that this place has a lot to do with antiques.

Even if Jia Sidao does not pay attention to this industry, he still knows a little.

For example, when buying fake things, in the antique world, it is not called buying fakes, but "taking medicine" or "taking a look". Anyway, these are occasionally mentioned in TV and newspapers. Since entering the 21st century, this has been an era of collecting the whole nation.

A few days ago, Jia Sidao heard Xiao Liuzi in his workplace say that he found an old antique at home and was going to send it to the provincial capital to see if it was real. A program called "Treasure Hunt" was being held there. CCTV also invited experts to do an appraisal there, so Xiao Liuzi wanted to try her luck.

However, Jia Sidao also knew that this was an era of collecting the whole nation, and that was right. But at the same time, this was not the best era of collecting.

Everyone knows that antiques are important, so how can there be cheaper to pick up?

What the newspapers said about an old antique in the house is worth a million yuan, but it is just a very small number of people. Just like the things placed on the antique street in front of you, take copper coins as an example. Don’t listen to the hawkers’ swearing. Ancient coins, from the Zhou Dynasty to the Republic of China, are either knife-shaped, square or round, but in this world, especially in a place like China, if all of them are real, they will not appear on street stalls.

As for those enviable stories, such as XXX receiving a fine porcelain from a farmer for a very small amount of money and making a fortune, that was all in the 1980s and 1990s.

Now that information is so developed, even farmers know the value of antiques, right?

When A San saw Jia Sidao staring at the many antique cultural relics on the street stalls around him, he couldn't help but reminded him: "Brother Jia, you shouldn't want to take action, right? I tell you that 99% of the things on this street stall are fake. If you really want to buy some good things, you should go to the shops in front of you to take a look, maybe I hope it will be bigger."

"Do you look like I look like I can afford to play with antiques?" Jia Sidao felt a little funny after hearing this. "I can only guarantee my three meals alone. It makes people laugh at me. Now my salary is so hard that I can't even support a wife..."

"No," said San optimistically, "Anti-style antiques are not something that anyone can afford to play with with more money, but it depends on your eyesight... Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. If you are really interested in this, I can introduce you to a master. The water is deep in this industry. If no one takes it, you will definitely not complain if you fall into trouble."

While talking, A San took Jia Sidao and walked away on the antique street for a while, and then came to an antique shop.

It is said to be antique, but in fact, the shops on both sides of the Antique Street are basically the same.

Moreover, only the section where Jia Sidao just walked over was full of street stalls, and the stalls often gathered very high popularity. Although the traffic in front of him was still relatively large, there were much fewer street stalls.

Jia Sidao looked carefully and found that the shops here basically operated antique businesses, such as porcelain, calligraphy, painting, coins, etc., so naturally outsiders would not let the stalls be set up in front of the door. In the previous section, there were mostly stores like teahouses and restaurants. Setting up street stalls in front of the door will not only not ruin the business, but also gain some popularity.

"It's here. Let's go in and take a look." Asan hesitated in front of the store for a while, and finally, as if he had made a decision, he said to Jia Sidao. Hearing that tone, Jia Sidao felt that it was better to say that it was Asan who reminded himself and increase his confidence.

Looking up, there was a plaque above the store door, with the words "Zhouji" written on it, and there was a small vertical character next to it and a red seal, which Jia Sidao could not recognize. The store door was open, and there were several customers in the lobby gathered together. From the perspective that Jia Sidao was standing outside the door, you can see that the few of them should be discussing something.

After following Ah San into the store, he found a staircase on the left side of the store, about one meter wide, made of wood, with handrails on the side, leading directly to the second floor. On the front and right are counters, all of which are placed with jade, white, green, and even red, with different colors. A brief look at it, bracelets are the best, and there are also some more popular hanging racks, such as Jade Guanyin, Monkey, etc.

Behind the front counter, there is a row of wall cabinets, glass doors, and the jadeware placed on it is relatively large, such as the Guanyin jade statues that are more than ten or twenty centimeters high, and there are several, shining and lifelike.

After Asan and Jia Sidao entered the door, no one came to greet him.

Jia Sidao looked at the counter near the door. On a black swivel chair, a middle-aged uncle was sitting. He had a slightly fat figure and a newspaper. He was next to him. There was a cashier. Jia Sidao estimated that this person should be the owner of this jade shop.

A San pulled Jia Sidao's hand and signaled him to follow.

Instead of walking towards the middle-aged uncle, I went to the front counter where there were three young men discussing jade artifacts with two salesmen and ladies in the store.

When Jia Sidao suddenly saw the appearance of the two salesmen, he understood the purpose of A San taking him here.

Just one glance, these two salesmen left a deep impression on Jia Sidao. One of them had short hair, melon-shaped face, and a faint smile that could see two shallow dimples, while the other had long hair shawls. Jia Sidao could only see one side, the curve of the upper body, which was more prominent, giving people a very soft feeling, a typical Jiangnan woman's temperament.

Listening to their accents, the locals in Linhai are undoubtedly.

A San's eyes were rolling around the long-haired woman, and Jia Sidao's heart was naturally like a mirror. When he got closer and saw the front of the woman clearly, Jia Sidao had to admire A San's eyes. A very timely word came to his heart, - the beauty is like jade!
Chapter completed!