Chapter 23

The antique market is different from the regular antique market.

There are all kinds of things to sell, including old household appliances, old furniture, old books, old office supplies, old equipment, stationery and antiques. In addition, the old market habit is still maintained here. In addition to those businesses, individuals can also set up stalls to sell things in the open space here.

Shen Qiang had been here once before. At that time, a classmate read the news and someone bought a pair of cultural walnuts for more than 200000 yuan. So he wanted to make money and came here to gamble on green walnuts.

I think I can make a lot of money.

As a result, he bought ten pairs of green walnuts for 200 yuan each. After tearing them apart, they became more and more ugly. No one wanted them for 10 yuan. Later, Shen Qiang helped him break them open and eat them.

So Shen Qiang was quite impressed by the second-hand goods market.

People who don't know how to do business can't be heard here.

But for the discerning, this is paradise.

In the antique market, there are some genuine antique dealers. The so-called buyers have no sellers. If they are not sure of the value of the goods, they would rather rot in their hands than sell them at will.

So it's more difficult to find a leak in their hands than to go to heaven.

But the second-hand market is different.

In addition to some fixed businesses, there are people who collect second-hand goods from all walks of life. There are also people from surrounding towns and even cities all over the province who come here to sell their treasures.

As long as the eyesight is enough and the hand is fast enough, it's not whimsical to find a good baby here.

Therefore, whether you are an antique player or a dealer in the antique market, you will turn here from four or five o'clock in the morning to eleven o'clock at noon.

It's not five in the morning, and the market is full of people.

Shen Qiang, who bought a hand-held cake, ate it while watching the crowd.

Almost as soon as I arrived at the stall, I saw two people dressed as migrant workers selling a bronze tripod. They said that they found it when they were working on the construction site. Next to them were two "experts" who analyzed how good the tripod was and how high the collection value was.

Two migrant workers asked for 30000 yuan. Two "experts" said they wanted it, but they didn't have enough cash on hand. They asked two migrant workers to follow him. They bought it. Migrant workers said they were afraid of being robbed and would not go.

At this time, a proud looking man with a large gold chain and a young woman pushed away from the crowd and sold 20000 cash directly. After bargaining fruitlessly, two migrant workers sold the bronze tripod of the "Warring States period" to the proud man.

The man was so elated that he felt proud of the leak.

Shen Qiang almost died of laughter.

What is this place?

Behind the antique market, there are countless antique dealers with sophisticated vision strolling here. They are really valuable bronze tripods, and they have the high-profile analysis of "experts". Those professional antique dealers are so stupid that they don't know how to buy them? Are you stupid enough to watch?

So don't even think about it. The bronze tripod must be a fake. The two migrant workers and the two "experts" must also be a group. They are laughing and sharing money now.

Keep walking.

In front of a small stall, there were about 20 people who were dressed in ordinary clothes. They didn't talk much, but occasionally they would whisper a few words to each other.

Shen Qiang went to have a look.

What the stall owner sells again is a crimson old scale pole.

A fat man was rubbing an alcohol cotton ball on the scale pole. After two strokes, the alcohol cotton ball was dyed red. He seemed a little worried. The fat man gently scraped some sawdust on the scale pole head with a knife, and then put it in a water cup.

As soon as the sawdust entered the water, it immediately brought up a red ribbon.

The fat man was happy, carrying the scale stick: "give me money. Eight thousand is eight thousand. "

Shen Qiang sighed helplessly.

Alcohol ball discoloration, wood chips into the water discoloration, basically can be determined, the old scale is made of small leaf red sandalwood, good appearance, and large, even if the car beads string hand string, this old scale, at least can sell tens of thousands of pieces.

Unfortunately, Shen Qiang is a step late.

Moreover, even if Shen Qiang didn't do it at night, he couldn't pick it up.

After all, he is only an intern now. The living expenses given by his family this month are only a few hundred yuan.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to find suitable cheap things that can be sold. Even if you earn less, it's better than watching others pick up.

Continue to walk around the stall.

Shen Qiang, who strolled all the way, did not look at the goods on the stall.

It's about looking at people.

After all, Shen Qiang doesn't know anything about antiques, but there are a lot of people who know it in this market. So as long as you look, there are people around, and the people around are very low-key. Generally speaking, they are businessmen and professional players who want to receive goods.So Shen Qiang took a look all the way.

Antique clocks and watches, calligraphy and paintings, coins, literary ornaments, all the way down, Shen Qiang more and more feel that no money is really difficult to move.

Because on those stalls that may be valuable and worthy of starting the art of micro observation, the price of any one thing is thousands.

This makes Shen Qiang, who has only a few hundred yuan in his pocket, more and more disappointed.

And at this time, with the wandering all the way, the sun has already risen high, and the time has arrived at seven in the morning. If there is no harvest, Shen Qiang can only go back to work empty handed.

At this time, Shen Qiang, who had almost reached the end of the stall, suddenly saw that there were about twenty people in front of him, surrounded a stall very quietly, and everyone seemed to have a great bearing.

Shen Qiang, who immediately realized that there must be something good in the stall, rushed to the stall, but he didn't get close.

Shen Qiang immediately realized that the people around the stall looked at him badly.

Pretending not to see their hostility.

As soon as Shen Qiang looked over his head, he saw that there was only a white cloth stand on the ground with six pieces of antiques and a jade ring as big as a rice bowl. It was in the hands of a middle-aged man with a rich face.

At this time, he just said: "this jade ring I bid 600000, has been very fair."

The stall owner's voice was very cold: "if you don't sell them separately, you can't take them away if they are packed, 800000 yuan or less."

On hearing this, Shen Qiang, who completely lost his patience, directly used the technique of micro observation.

"Anyway, I don't have enough money to buy any of them. Today, I think I can understand the market and open my eyes."

Using the technique of micro observation, the six items on the stall and the jade ring in the middle-aged people's hands flash through Shen Qiang's mind like a movie.

The jade ring in the hands of the middle-aged man in rich state is made of Castle Peak jade. It existed in 1856.

Snuff bottle, ceramic composition, 3 years of existence.

Comb, ingredient: ox horn, existed for 3 years.

Copper mirror, composed of cast copper, existed for four months.

Seal, composed of agate, existed for 6 years.

Bronze sword, made of cast copper, existed for three months.

This discovery made Shen Qiang almost vomit blood. It turns out that all the things on the stall are fake except the jade ring in the hands of the rich middle-aged people. No wonder the stall owner will ask to pack and sell them.

Almost at the same time, the last item of the stall was magnified in Shen Qiang's eyes. In the light gray fog, a light pink glow suddenly appeared.

Pottery pot, composed of clay, has a life span of 118 years. The items in it are unknown. There is light pink glow. It has a life span of 2000-3000 years.

Shen Qiang was shocked.

At this time, the rich middle-aged man said: "in your stall, except for this jade ring, all other things are free garbage. I'll give you another 50000 yuan as long as the jade ring."

The stall keeper laughed: "I don't care about garbage. If you want Yuhuan, you can only buy all these. Because this jade ring is something that I will only sell after all other things are sold. "

Rich middle-aged people frown.

At this time, Shen Qiang, who suddenly moved in his heart, said in a hurry: "that, boss, can I buy that pottery pot?"

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