As this voice came out, the surrounding crowd became excited, and they all made way for the old man behind him to step forward.
Soon, the old man who spoke stepped forward and came to Qin Hao and others.
The visitor turned out to be a well-known antique appraiser, Mr. Qi Tianhong, whose treasure appraisal program Qin Hao had seen on TV.
But Qin Hao didn't expect that he would meet him here.
"What happened here? Why is it so lively?" Qi Tianhong asked with a smile.
"Mr. Qi, it's like this..." A middle-aged man told Qi Tianhong exactly what happened just now, his voice revealing mockery of Qin Hao.
After Qi Tianhong listened, he looked at Qin Hao and said with great interest: "Little brother, can you show me the wooden box you bought at a high price? Maybe I can help you identify whether the wooden box in your hand is an antique!"
When Qin Hao heard this, he shook his head and said calmly: "No need!!"
He was sure that the wooden box in his hand was an antique, so there was no need for Qi Tianhong to help with the appraisal.
"Boy, don't be ignorant. Mr. Qi will help you identify the things that many people dream of!"
"Reject Mr. Qi? Young man, I'm afraid you just went out without thinking!"
"Brother, it's your honor that Mr. Qi can help you identify it, but don't forget to cherish it!"
...
However, Qin Hao's words aroused public anger, causing the onlookers to criticize him verbally and in extremely unpleasant words.
"What, little brother, you don't believe in my ability to identify antiques with my old bones?" At this moment, Qi Tianhong said again. He was not angry because of Qin Hao's rejection, and was still cheerful.
Hearing what Qi Tianhong said, Qin Hao was really embarrassed to refuse him anymore, so he handed the wooden box in his hand to Qi Tianhong and said, "Then I'll trouble Mr. Qi!"
"fine!"
Mr. Qi took the wooden box handed by Qin Hao and looked at it carefully.
While Qi Tianhong was looking at the wooden box, the onlookers were all pointing at Qin Hao, mocking Qin Hao for being the one who was taken advantage of.
"Boy, wait until you cry!" Huang Songyun looked at Qin Hao with a sneer on his face.
In his opinion, this wooden box must be old and cannot be an antique at all.
At this time, the stall owner was extremely worried. He was afraid that after Qi Tianhong finished the appraisal, Qin Hao would regret it and ask him to return the money for the wooden box.
He had already made up his mind that no matter what, he would not refund Qin Hao's money, not even a penny.
At this time, Qi Tianhong, who was holding the wooden box in his hand, was full of shock. He had already identified that the wooden box was an item from the Ming Dynasty and was priceless.
After being shocked, he looked at Qin Hao and said excitedly: "Little brother, this wooden box of yours is from the Ming Dynasty. After thousands of years of erosion, it is really rare that this wooden box can still be preserved so completely. In addition, even
The carved patterns on it are also well preserved, this is definitely a rare treasure!"
"How about if I pay you 100 million and you sell me this wooden box?"
Wow——
As soon as Qi Tianhong said this, the surrounding people were in an uproar. They all looked at Qin Hao with envy. All kinds of comments came out, all praising Qin Hao.
As for the previous cynicism towards Qin Hao, they had long forgotten it.
"how so?"
Huang Songyun's expression was extremely ugly. He never dreamed that the wooden box in Qin Hao's hand was actually an object from the Ming Dynasty. If he had known it, he would have fought Qin Hao to the end to get the wooden box, even if he was trying to sell it.