Yang Zidong's wife had late-stage liver cancer and was basically hopeless. This was the reason why Lin Feng sighed.
Lin Feng finally managed to squeeze out of the crowd. He heaved a sigh of relief. He was quite happy to earn 20,000 yuan by doing a good deed. However, he felt that it would be more troublesome if he was questioned by the police.
It wasn't because she felt guilty, but because she was afraid of being entangled.
After passing through two small alleys, Lin Feng confirmed that no one was following him. At this moment, the surrounding streets had become a little retro. Unknowingly, Lin Feng seemed to have passed through a new city and arrived at an Laocheng District city.
"Treasure House?"
Looking up, there was an antique building in front of him. Judging from the style, it was a building that had a history of thousands of years and the style of various dynasties.
On both sides of the door stood two greeters who were at least 170 centimeters tall.
This was a famous antique shop in Shanghai. It was said that the owner of the shop was very powerful and all the locals knew about it.
Unknowingly, Lin Feng had arrived at Tong Bao Street, the largest antique market in the city.
It was already close to 8 p. m., and there were not many people here.
"My eyes…If we come here…"
Lin Feng seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed, attracting the attention of the people around him.
It was impossible for Lin Feng to enter the Treasure House. The locals knew that this place sold crafts on the surface, but in fact, it was a scam for foreigners and foreigners. There were really good things, but the starting price was one million. With Lin Feng's current financial situation, he would be politely invited out before he even entered.
The main street of Tong Bao Street was just a little further in. There were many small shops and stalls around. Don't underestimate these places. There were countless antique experts hiding in the dark.
There were many people who came here to make money.
In the past, there were countless legends circulating here. Some people became rich overnight, while others lost their underwear.
"Yuan Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain imitation, manufactured on March 5, 2018. After being used, it is worth 100 yuan."
"Qing Dynasty landscape painting replica, date of manufacture: March 5, 2016. After being worn out, it is worth 48 yuan.
A replica of an inkstone from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. It came from the Republic of China. After special treatment, it is worth 5000!“
Lin Feng looked around the stalls. The most valuable item was the Qing Dynasty imitation inkstone, but it was sold for 3000 yuan and was worth 5000 yuan. The price-performance ratio was too low.
He was a little disappointed. Even if his eyes had been blessed, it would still be a little difficult to pick up the leftovers.
"Come and take a look when you pass by. These are authentic ancient coins. If they're fake, you'll be fined ten. If you're capable, you can come and take a look.
At this moment, there was a small stall on the side of the street. There were all kinds of ancient coins on it, and a young man was selling them.
Lin Feng stood still. His eyes seemed to be staring at the coins on the stall, but in fact, he was attracted by a copper coin hanging around the young man's neck.
[Name: Imperial Song Tong Bao]
[Type: Ancient Coin]
[Level: Emperor Song Nine Layers]
Year: Northern Song Dynasty
[Description: Song Dynasty Tong Bao, one of the ancient coins.] Zhao Zhen, Renzong of the Northern Song Dynasty, was cast from the second year of Baoyuan to the end of Huangyou (AD 1039-AD 1053), not the year number money. There are seal characters on the money, and the regular script is opposite the money, but the back is smooth. There are small flat, fold two kinds, there are iron money. There are also nine stacks of seal characters in seal script, which are extremely rare and precious in ancient spring.
[Value: Between 2,000,000 to 6,000,000]
Lin Feng felt dizzy. 2,000,000 to 6,000,000.。。Even 200,000 yuan could make a qualitative change in his life.
Forcefully suppressing the excitement in his heart, Lin Feng tried his best to appear calm.
Squatting in front of the stall, Lin Feng picked up all kinds of coins and began to look at them. Every time he picked up a coin, the stall owner would reveal a happy expression. However, when Lin Feng shook his head and put it down, the other party would reveal a disappointed expression.
"Sigh! They were all fakes, but they were done quite well!”
"Boss? You have good eyesight, but please be magnanimous. I'm running a small business.”
"I saw that you didn't have any customers, so I came over to take a look. I originally wanted to buy something good, but what a pity!”
"Boss isn't a local? Nowadays, real antiques were either in the museum or in the hands of those big shots. There were not many real antiques on the market!”
Lin Feng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw it to the young man.
"Little brother, I saw that the copper coin on your neck is better than the ones on your stall. I almost thought it was real.”
"Little brother, how is it? This thing looks real, right?"
"It's indeed not bad. If it wasn't for the fact that it's a Nine-Fold Emperor Song, I would have believed it.”
When the young man heard this, he was amused and gave him a thumbs up.
"Boss is indeed an expert. Sigh, if I had the real Nine-Fold Emperor Song Tong Bao, why would I set up a stall here? I bought this from a friend's house. Although it's fake, it's still a fake from the late Qing Dynasty. It's more or less an antique!”
"I see. Copper coins from the late Qing Dynasty are estimated to be worth two to three thousand yuan!“
"Hey! It's really amazing. I bought it for 2800 yuan.”
"Hehe, little brother, to be honest with you, I'm not a boss. I studied archaeology in university, so I know a little about this. I wonder if you're willing to bear the pain and give up what you love? Sell him to me?"
"This…"
"I bid 8000!"
"Still…Forget it! I've carried it for quite a long time and quite like this copper coin!“
“10000”
Lin Feng remained calm and continued to raise the price!
"Boss, I really like this copper coin. Otherwise, I would have put it on the stall to sell.”
15000 is my limit. If it's still not enough, then it'll be a pity!“
Lin Feng had already stood up. At this moment, the young man pulled Lin Feng back.
"Boss, do you really want 16000?”
Lin Feng hesitated for a moment before shaking his head.
"I only have 16000 on me. I have to save it for food.。What a pity!"
"Alright, Boss. We're fated. 15000 it is."
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