Treasure Pavilion was considered a relatively large antique shop on this antique street.
The shop owner, Wang Baolai, was in his forties and had a fierce look on his face. He used to be in the underworld. Later on, he made a fortune and changed his profession to antiques. However, his relationship with the underworld was still constant.
As soon as Qin Feng entered, the female shop assistants 'eyes lit up. They secretly thought that this young man was so handsome!
Wang Baolai's eyes also lit up.
He saw that Qin Feng had an extraordinary temperament. His clothes were all branded, and he was wearing a million-yuan-worth pak philippe watch. This was the typical style of a wealthy young master.
This kind of person was young and rich, so he was easy to fool.
Wang Baolai went forward to receive them personally.
"Young Master, do you want to buy one or two small items for your collection? The goods here are all authentic."
"Boss, you can do your own things!" Qin Feng said calmly. I'm just looking around!"
At this moment, a man in his thirties walked in. He had a skinny face and dark eyes. He was holding a large black plastic bag in his hand. It was bulging, and it was unknown what was inside.
"Young Master, take your time!"
When Wang Baolai saw the skinny man, he left this sentence behind and walked straight over.
"Why are you here again?" Wang Baolai seemed a little unhappy.
The skinny man patted the black bag and whispered,""Boss, do you have the goods? This time, I brought all my family's antiques.”
"Oh?" Wang Baolai's eyes lit up." Let's talk inside!”
The two of them entered the room one after another and immediately closed the door. Their actions were a little strange.
Qin Feng pretended to look at the antiques outside while eavesdropping.
After his body evolved into a spirit body, his six senses were far stronger than ordinary people, and he could actually hear some of it.
Inside the house, the skinny man asked with a hungry face,""Boss Wang, do you still have any noodles?"
"I do have the goods, but you have to give me cash first!" Wang Baolai said with some disdain. I didn't get these goods for nothing. I don't buy them on credit. Do you have money?”
It turned out that Wang Baolai was not only in the antique business, but also selling drugs.
The skinny man was originally a rich second-generation heir. Because he was addicted to drugs, he had actually squandered all the money his father had accumulated.
"I brought the antiques that my father collected back then! Boss Wang, you're an expert. How much do you think this is worth?”
The skinny man took out a flat bottle with green patterns from the black plastic bag.
When Wang Baolai saw the bottle, a strange look flashed across his eyes.
He pretended to be calm on the surface and said calmly,"The workmanship of this thing of yours is crude. Why do I think it looks a little fake, but on closer inspection, it looks like the real thing.”
"Boss Wang, is this real or fake?" the skinny man asked anxiously. If he looked outside, the light here was dim and he couldn't see clearly! Go outside and take a closer look!"
The value of an antique could be as different as heaven and earth. Naturally, he was anxious.
"Alright!" Wang Baolai said unhurriedly. Then let's go to the hall to take a look. There's more light there and we can see more clearly. How about this? I'm not sure about this either. My shop has invited an expert from the Antique Appraisal program to take charge.”
"He's a TV celebrity and has a lot of fame. He has a lot of prestige in the antique world. If he said the bottle was real, then it was real.”
"But if he says it's fake, then this is a replica of the blue and white vase. It's not worth anything.”
"Boss, please ask him to help me take a look."”
"Good! Let's go out and take a look!"
The two of them arrived at the main hall.
Wang Baolai arranged for a waiter to call the specialist.
Not long after, the waiter invited an appraiser in his fifties from the inner hall.
Qin Feng found this person familiar. He was really an expert from the " Antique Appraisal " segment, which was Specialist Zhao.
"Specialist Zhao, can you help me check if this bottle is real? I'm still waiting for the money. I'm in a hurry."
The skinny man rubbed his hands anxiously, as if his addiction was about to kick in.
Qin Feng pretended to look at the antiques on the other shelf and walked past them.
However, when he passed by, he immediately noticed something. A strange look flashed across his eyes, and he couldn't help but glance at the ancient blue and white vase.
It turned out that he could clearly sense that the vase contained a strong Yin energy.
Ever since he learned the Nine Yin Fiend Transformation Technique, his senses towards fiendish auras had become more and more sensitive.
Right now, the baleful qi is like a tonic to Qin Feng. It can be converted into magic power. Therefore, he is tempted by this vase.
Moreover, judging from the density of the baleful aura, it should be six to seven hundred years old. In other words, this vase was from the Ming Dynasty and was a real antique.
There were two types of antiques.
The first type was an ancestral collection that had never been buried underground. This type of antique did not contain any baleful aura, so Qin Feng was unable to determine.
The other type was buried together with the dead. They had been invaded by Yin Qi all year round and condensed a baleful aura. The longer they were buried, the stronger the baleful aura became.
Qin Feng could tell whether these antiques were pirated or not at a glance.
The blue-and-white vase in the skinny man's hand was such an antique.
Specialist Zhao took the bottle and took out a magnifying glass that was 80 times larger. He looked at it carefully for a long time.
In the end, he quietly put down the magnifying glass and gave Wang Baolai a look.
The boss nodded slightly.
Then, Specialist Zhao pretended to look regretful and sighed."Sigh! What a pity! I thought it was authentic, but it turned out to be a modern replica. This is a fake and not worth much!”
Seeing this scene, Qin Feng smiled coldly. Specialist Zhao and Wang Baolai were indeed colluding in secret.
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