Live shop exploration: 200 yuan to challenge the antique street

Chapter 4 My grandfather died when he was nine years old!

"My little brother has a good eye. After this three-legged horn cup was made, it was placed in the ground for two and a half years. It was just dug out last Monday..."

Facing the old man's compliment, Chu Ang also took it to heart, but just took it as a polite remark, and then continued to stare at other objects on the stall.

[Object: Buddha Beads]

【Material: Wood】

[production time: one year ago]

【Market value: 15 yuan】

Heck!

Why are they all imitations, and the price is so low!

There really isn't anything good on the stall!

Chu Ang stretched out his hand to swipe over many antiques one by one, like a superficial touch, and secretly used the system, and the attributes of the items on the stalls appeared in front of Chu Ang one by one.

【Object: Modern Porcelain Bowl】

[Material: Modern Porcelain]

【Market value: 2 yuan】

【…】

[Object: Modern Gaoxiang Beads]

【Market value: 5 yuan】

【…】

[Object: Modern High Imitation Jade Pendant]

【Market value: 10 yuan】

【…】

2 yuan, 3 yuan, 5 yuan, 8 yuan, 12 yuan, 10 yuan, 12 yuan, 5 yuan!
Is this Panjiayuan or Yiwu Small Mall?
Just when Chu Ang complained, he was taken aback again, as if the word "10 yuan" just flashed by.

Chu Ang froze, reached out to pick up a bottle on the ground, and carefully measured it.

[Object: bottle]

【Material: Ceramic】

[production time: 2 years ago]

【Market value: 20 yuan】

not this!

Chu Ang put the bottle back on the ground, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"10 yuan" disappeared in a flash, and Chu Ang wondered if he had misread it, but among the single-digit items, "10 yuan" was like a shining light in the dark night, quite a bit shocked.

Could it be that he was really dazzled?
It doesn't make sense!

Chu Ang frowned, and lowered his head to glance at the bottle on the ground again.

I saw that there was a black object under the bottle just now, which was about the size of a palm and was not conspicuous. It was used by the old man to cushion the bottle.

Chu Ang reached out and touched it.

Suddenly, information emerged.

[Object: Qiyang Inkstone of Qianlong Plum Blossom Picture in Qing Dynasty]

【Materials: Stone, wood carving】

[production time: during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty]

【Market value: 10 million yuan】

When he saw the price of the item, Chu Ang stood still.

There was only such a baby on the street stall, and the only one with more than two digits, was actually regarded as a bottle pad by the shopkeeper!

It's just a waste of money!
Chu Ang's throat choked, and he suppressed his impatience, picked up the bottle on the ground again, and then looked at it pretendingly.

The old man knew the details of his treasures, so he was not in a hurry, and let Chu Ang watch.

"My house lacks a vase..."

Chu Ang pointed to the bottle in his hand and asked, "How do you sell this?"

Hearing this, a smile flashed in the old man's eyes, and he made up an old mistake, and began to make up the origin of this "treasure" in a serious manner, "This is an ancestral treasure that our family would rather starve to death than lose, my grandpa Tragically killed at the age of nine..."

"A few days ago, a Hong Kong businessman offered 20 yuan to buy it..."

Chu Ang rolled his eyes, he couldn't take it anymore, "Your grandfather was murdered at the age of nine? Would you like to listen to what you said? Can you use snacks to make up nonsense..."

(End of this chapter)