Jinling, Confucius Temple old goods market.
The old goods market was also known as the antique market.
The entire street was not big, only a few hundred meters long.
There were antique bricks under his feet, and there were shops on both sides selling all kinds of things.
There were stalls at the entrance of the shop. Although they were called stalls, they were actually just a piece of cloth or a few newspapers spread on the ground with all kinds of toys on them.
Lin Xiao was broadcasting live with his phone hanging on his chest. He walked into the street and said as he walked,""Everyone, look. This is the Confucius Temple Antique Market. It sells everything.”
"This bro came here today to take a look and see if there's a chance to pick up something!”
"By the way, I'll also spread some knowledge to everyone.”
Lin Xiao smiled and walked in.
A day ago, he had obtained a system, the Recovery System.
At the same time, he also gave her a newbie gift bag and a porcelain recycling manual.
The function of the system was very simple. Everything could be recycled!
Moreover, he could also obtain some rewards by recycling things.
When he first understood the system, Lin Xiao was in despair.
Those who awakened the system were either signed in or tycoons.
How did you become a garbage collector here?
However, when he tried to retrieve something, he suddenly realized that his system seemed to be quite impressive!
When the system recycled items, it would evaluate the value of the recycled items.
In the value assessment, the age, material, and who used the item were all clear!
At that time, he realized that this system was a little too awesome!
How is this a f * cking junk collector?
This was simply a divine artifact!
Moreover, he was a web streamer.
This identity was good. Not only could he earn popularity by livestreaming, but he could also sell it at the same time.
After all, there were only two ways to get an antique.
Or you can keep it for yourself.
Or sell it.
However, not everyone would buy it, and not everyone had the money to buy it.
You have to have your own market.
Lin Xiao felt that being a webcast was not bad.
Once he became famous, if someone really took a fancy to the antiques, he would not have to worry about selling them.
Of course, there was another important point.
That was credibility!
Those who loved to collect antiques would either buy them themselves or go to the auction.
At least he could guarantee that it wasn't.
You are an ordinary person. Who would believe you if you said that this is an antique?
However, if Lin Xiao was famous and sold a few antiques, his reputation would naturally be guaranteed.
Other people would feel more assured when they bought it.
At this moment, there were more than a hundred people in Lin Xiao's livestream.
They were all attracted by the name of the live broadcast room.
Live broadcast!
Netizens loved to watch this kind of exaggerated live broadcast content.
"Streamer, you're very brave. You actually dared to come to the counterfeit goods market!”
"Hahaha, you're even live-streaming to pick up the loot? Do people really think that there are real things in the antique market now?”
"There are definitely real things, but it's basically impossible to pick up the leftovers.”
" Picking up scraps is using a small amount to make a big profit. Buying something for a few hundred or a few thousand and selling it for hundreds of thousands is called picking up scraps. Streamer, don't spend hundreds of thousands to buy it. This isn't called picking up scraps.”
Lin Xiao smiled but did not say anything. He had done his homework before coming here, so he still understood some basic things. He did not need anyone to remind him.
He didn't go to the shops on both sides. There were also antiques there, but they were very expensive.
The price of the stall outside was not cheap. Of course, if the price was 100,000, you could bargain.
If you can pay back 100 yuan, that's your ability.
It was past ten in the morning, and there were not many people on the antique street.
Lin Xiao's gaze swept across the stalls on both sides and walked towards the stall on the left.
The stall owner was an old man in his fifties who looked like a farmer. He sat on a small stool and dozens of things were scattered on the stall in front of him.
Seeing that someone had come, the old man smiled and did not greet them. He seemed a little uneasy.
Lin Xiao smiled and didn't say anything.
Nine out of ten stall owners on the antique street were dressed like old farmers.
This outfit made people feel that it was reliable.
As for the awkwardness, it was fine to just watch. Perhaps it was just an act. Whoever took it seriously would be stupid.
Lin Xiao squatted down and smiled.”
"Feel free to look around," the old farmer said with a simple smile.”
Lin Xiao casually picked up a jade thumb ring. He sized it up and said,""The antique market is different from other markets. If you want to see something, just tell the boss and get it yourself. This was especially true for porcelain and jade. If the boss took it for you, who would take it if it fell to the ground? Therefore, there was also the saying that porcelain could not be used with one's hands, which was to prevent people from feeling it.”
"There's such a saying?"
"There are so many tricks?"
"Is this an antique or a scam?”
"Hey, don't say that. Sometimes, it's really a scam.”
"Especially jade and porcelain. Once this thing is broken, people will ask for hundreds of thousands.”
"I've learned something!"
"The host knows a lot."
Lin Xiao said it casually, and the old farmer did not mind.
As soon as the ring appeared in his hand, all the information about it appeared.
[Item: Ring]
Details: None.
[Material: White marble]
[Time: Modern]
Color: Old.
[Quality: Poor]
In conclusion, he was trash!
[Market price: 5 yuan.]
Recoverable price: 3 yuan.
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