Even in the end, Xiaoma did not specifically talk about whether the plum vase that had just been sold was true or false. Oh, in the words of antiques, it was a thing right. However, Jia Sidao understood very deeply that there were not many real things on the antique street.

In A San's words, you see that there, yes, it's the stall with calligraphy and paintings hanging on it. You see the painting in the middle? Do you know what you are painting? It will scare you to death if you say it. On the River During the Qingming Festival, do you think it will be authentic?

When Jia Sidaochu first saw it, he felt that the painting looked familiar. After hearing what Ah San said, he naturally felt a little emotional.

While the two passed by the street stall, the old seller was still selling "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" to several people watching the stall. Mingda said, "This is the River During the Qingming Festival. There were really a few people who were interested in this, maybe they thought they might have found a bargain.

Jia Sidao was very suspicious. Could it be that the one from the Forbidden City was a fake?

National treasures like the Qingming Shanghetu also appeared on the antique street to hawk, which was really an insult to the IQ of the customers coming and going.

However, apart from the national treasures like the Qingming Shanghetu, how many fakes are there on the street stalls that even people who have a little knowledge of antiques like Ah San cannot see?

People who play antiques know how to "picking up bargains". Among the thousands of cheap fakes, if you really get the chance to buy genuine products, you will get the bargains. However, few people pay attention to the majority of people who suffer losses by buying fakes.

In the era of collecting the whole nation, fake things naturally emerged one after another. Just as Ah San said, if you don’t have a good eye, it’s better not to go into this industry too deeply. The word “Tao” is the key to collecting. You will only find the real thing after all the fakes. If you don’t have the diamond, don’t take care of porcelain work.

So, even though he saw the crowds around him, Jia Sidao felt that his heart was still depressed.

"By the way, A San, you just said that the probability of the antiques in the shops over there being an old thing is higher." Jia Sidao asked, "Then why is it better for everyone to go to the shops to be on the street stalls?"

"The things on the street stalls are cheap." A San looked at Jia Sidao speechlessly and said, "The same thing may cost two or three thousand in the store, but it is definitely two or three hundred in the street stalls. If it were you, where would you choose to choose things? Moreover, most of the shops are guarding. The price given by good things is not very different from the real price. For those of us who are willing to spend a small amount of money, the chance of picking up bargains is not as high as that on the street stalls."

Jia Sidao thought about it for a while and nodded with conscience.

"Of course, if you have a lot of money, it's better to go to some auctions and other places to see the good things in those places, which are definitely more concentrated than on the antique street..." As he was speaking, A San's cell phone rang out of place.

A San first glanced at Jia Sidao apologized, but this apology seemed to become more intense after answering the call: "This, Brother Jia, I have something to do. I have to take a step first. Don't mind what happened in the 'Weekly Diary' store just now. I'm really embarrassed to let you go for a waste of time."

"What's the matter?" Jia Sidao said with a smile. He had not had much expectations for what A San said to introduce him to a woman. What's more, what's been heard this morning was a long experience for Jia Sidao. Moreover, he felt in his heart that this antique market was very important to him. However, this feeling was very mysterious and Jia Sidao hadn't understood it much.

"Don't let me tell the truth. If you are interested in Ali, I can still set you up. If it's Yanran,..." At this point, A San's mouth also showed a hint of bitterness, "If it's Yanran, I can only help you... This way, if you are not in a hurry to go back, you can take a look here. Next time, I will pick a few old things for you. I dare not say the treasures, and the things can still be guaranteed."

"Okay, you can go ahead and get busy." Jia Sidao was not an inhumane person. Seeing A San's figure gradually disappearing among the crowd, Jia Sidao also calmed down and continued to stroll in the antique street. Anyway, there was nothing to do on Saturdays, and there was nothing left, so Jia Sidao saw where the bustle was hustle and squeezed into the antique street.

Gradually, Jia Sidao also discovered a rule that whenever there is a transaction, the people around him will occasionally say a few words, but if someone is in a transaction, the people around him will keep silent.

A sentence suddenly flashed through Jia Sidao's mind: A true gentleman who can't speak without saying anything.

It seems that there are quite a lot of tricks in this industry.

Fortunately, Jia Sidao is not good at speaking, and even if he wants to say something, he has no way to start. Take porcelain for example. The shapes of almost every bottle on the carpet are different, such as plum bottles, half-moon bottles, moon-wrapping bottles, etc., a lot of them. Even when talking about them, the three-color plum bottles in the ink are often called in a series of names. Jia Sidao didn't see how these people were classified.

Moreover, on the antique street, it seems that there are far more people watching the fun than those who actually take action.

This is also what A San ordered. Read more, listen more, buy less, and the six-character mantra coincides with each other.

Jia Sidao shook his head slightly and wandered around the antique street leisurely, as if he was walking so easily and freely. Jia Sidao found a little bit of the feeling of playing with antiques. On both sides of the street are antique houses, and the ground is covered with old blue stone slabs. Sometimes you may see one or two old men wearing blue shirts, which has a very "ancient" artistic conception.

The roads on the antique street are actually not very long, but because there are always some alleys in the middle, the entire antique market seems to be relatively large. Jia Sidao wanted to see all the stalls for a while, but it also took the boss a lot of effort.

Now, when he reached a fork, Jia Sidao didn't know where he should go.

Suddenly, I saw a crowd of people, many people surrounding a stall, watching something. Jia Sidao thought to himself that there seemed to be a big difference between the popularity of the shop and the street stall. At least, Jia Sidao had never seen any shop surrounded by people. At this moment, Jia Sidao followed the fun in line with the Chinese nature.

Suddenly I heard a noun: wool!
Chapter completed!