Having been in a high position for a long time and being a goddess in the coastal upstream circle, I have to say that Cui Feiyan is still very aura.

With this yell, the middle-aged fat man suddenly became confused and left with his head down. "Damn, two crazy people. This woman is a goddess, why are she with a little farmer and liar..."

"Xiaolong, that person really suffers from liver cancer?" Cui Feiyan couldn't help asking.

"Really. If you don't treat it, you will be late in the first year. Then you will die after a few months." Huang Xiaolong muttered. "A 500,000 yuan medical fee should be worth it. I really don't know the goods. Okay, Feiyan, let's continue to go."

As they walked, the two of them came to an antique antique street.

This street has some architectural styles from the Ming and Qing dynasties, with flying eaves and brackets, and a strong historical atmosphere.

On both sides of the street are antique shops with a large scale and exquisitely decorated one by one.

There are also many street stalls.

"Xiaolong, this is the largest antique street in Binhai. Unexpectedly, we accidentally came here." Cui Feiyan smiled.

It seems that Cui Feiyan doesn't seem to be interested in antiques, but the environment here is simple and elegant, so she doesn't feel annoying.

"Anti-Creation Street?" Huang Xiaolong's eyes moved slightly.

At this time, on the street, some tourists stopped in front of the street stalls or crouched, carefully enjoying some items. They must have wanted to find one or two fine items from the piles of bargains, which is the so-called "picking up bargains".

Huang Xiaolong laughed secretly about this.

Huang Xiaolong has also learned about the appreciation of antiques, and it can be said that he has unique insights.

Moreover, there are many ancient people in the underworld, which also makes Huang Xiaolong have a unique sense of sensitivity to antiques.

Huang Xiaolong can basically tell the authentic products or fake products at a glance.

Just a casual look, the street stalls on this antique street were 100% fakes that fooled people, and some even made them very clumsy.

"Xiaolong, there is nothing fun in Antique Street. Let's go to other places to take a look." After a while, Cui Feiyan was a little excited.

"Feiyan, don't worry, go for a while." Huang Xiaolong looked around. "Maybe, I can make money here."

"Ah? Xiaolong, do you still want to make money here? You... are you so whimsical?" Cui Feiyan looked at Huang Xiaolong with an incredible look. "In fact, there are often many scammers in such places. Not to mention street stalls, even regular antique shops are mostly fakes. Now, the technology of counterfeiting antiques has almost reached the pinnacle, making fakes real. The appraisal certificates issued by any organization are all fake."

"Hehe, Feiyan, are you also playing with collecting?" Huang Xiaolong grinned.

"I don't play these things, I'm not interested. But my dad has been cheated several times." Cui Feiyan replied.

"Don't worry, Feiyan, I won't be cheated." Huang Xiaolong smiled. "This store is quite big, let's go in and take a look."

After saying that, Huang Xiaolong was eager to try and enter a grand but elegant antique shop next to him.

In-store.

Sandalwood overflows, and ink paintings hang on all the walls.

As soon as Huang Xiaolong and Cui Feiyan walked in, they saw a middle-aged man in Tang suit holding a snuff bottle in his hand, shaking his head and saying. "Snuff bottles were popular in the Qing Dynasty. Qing Dynasty archives recorded that the emperor's rewards to ministers were often inseparable from snuff bottles. During the Qianlong period, the corrupt official Heshen was confiscated by Jiaqing, and his items were snuff bottles. There were more than 2,000 snuff bottles in various snuff bottles alone. It can be seen that snuff and cigarette bottles were used and collected in the Qing Dynasty, which was a fashionable and civilized trend! "

A young man was intoxicated by the side and nodded repeatedly.

The middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty continued, "Young man, your white jade snuff bottle has dozens of colors on the surface, colorful and gorgeous, showing the craftsman's exquisite craftsmanship and porcelain burning skills, painting skills and other artistic talents... Haha, the imitation is seamless, but it is a hundred secrets!"

"Boss Zuo, are you saying, I... my snuff bottle fake? I... I bought it for tens of thousands..." The young man's voice trembled, and his face became paler and paler.

"The snuff bottles of Kang, Yong and Gan dynasties are Kang, which have their own characteristics. Yong snuff bottles are elegant and quaint, light and peaceful; Qianlong snuff bottles focus on gorgeous and brightness, and their shapes and decorations are organically combined, which are very ornamental. Your snuff bottle... Haha, in terms of style, it should be from the Qianlong period, but... the snuff bottle is slightly concave at the bottom, and the bottom has a black colored single-frame "Made in Kangxi Period" four-character seal script. Isn't this a bull's head wrong? In addition, jade snuff bottles were popular during the Qianlong period. Most of the jade snuff bottles before Qianlong were fakes!"

"Hey!!! It's a piercing! It's a piercing!" The young man ran through tears, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

"Hahahaha~ It's normal to pay some tuition fees. Young man, look more, do less, and then do it after you see it." The middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty smiled proudly and returned the snuff bottle to the young man. "If you are willing to sell your fake snuff bottle to our store, I will give you a maximum price...3,000 yuan."

"3,000 yuan? I bought it for 60,000 yuan! Forget it, forget it, Boss Zuo, I'd better take it to play at home." The young man left with a snuff bottle with a look of grief.

"Ha silly hat." The middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty smiled faintly.

At this time, when he saw Huang Xiaolong and Cui Feiyan enter the store, he hurriedly came over.

It would be fine if Huang Xiaolong was wearing this outfit, but when a middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty saw Cui Feiyan, he did not dare to neglect him.

This person not only has outstanding achievements in antique identification, but also has a good understanding of people.

Cui Feiyan is not only beautiful and has a good temperament, but she can’t get her outfit without hundreds of thousands of dollars!

In the eyes of a middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty, Cui Feiyan's face clearly had three big words written on her face: "White! Rich! Beautiful!"

‘Hehehe, this kind of rich second-generation rich is the easiest to fool. Well, my business will not open for half a year, and I will eat for half a year. This time, I have to kill her!’

"Two, what do you need to order? My shop, jade, calligraphy and painting, bronze ware... there are all kinds of things. There are also some lonely products." The middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty, the owner of this antique shop, stared at Cui Fei's smoke with joy on his face.

"Boss, you're welcome. I'll take a look with my friends." Cui Feiyan said indifferently.

"Accompanies your friend?" Boss Zuo was suffocated, and his eyes showed horror, looking at Huang Xiaolong.

‘No? Such a superb goddess, rich and beautiful woman, is she actually accompanying her? She is a rustic little farmer?’

Huang Xiaolong swept around the store quickly with his eyes, shook his head in his heart...

Real quality is nothing!

All fake and shoddy!

Huang Xiaolong was quite disappointed. He wanted to come in and see if he could find a bargain, but all of them were fakes, which was meaningless.

He was about to leave with Cui Feiyan.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a ragged look, nervously walked into the antique shop with a scroll of painting, "Boss, boss, show me this painting."

"Oh? What painting?" Boss Zuo raised his eyelids slightly.
Chapter completed!