The villain who wears a book, this years heroines all have their own systems?

"Old Fang is here?"

"Even Mr. Fang moved out. Is this for real?"

"Qi Xuan has such a wide network of contacts that even Mr. Fang can be hired."

"Hello, Mr. Fang..."

The old man was about 70 years old, but he was in good spirits.

He took a few glances at Lin Chuan before looking at Qi Xuan, "Xiao Qi, what's going on?"

"This kid provoked me..." Qi Xuan immediately explained the matter with embellishment.

Of course, he blamed Lin Chuan for the provocations, and described himself as an innocent character who was repeatedly provoked and had to fight.

Lin Chuan didn't interrupt, and let him say whatever he wanted.

After Qi Xuan explained to the old man, he turned around and introduced to Lin Chuan, "This is Mr. Fang Shijing, the chief appraiser of Sheng Dingxuan. Everyone in the Antique Street knows everyone. Mr. Fang has always been upright and upright. This is what everyone believes. Yes. If you don’t believe me, you can ask everyone.”

The surrounding people who eat melons nodded in agreement.

"Old Fang's character is trustworthy, and he will never show favoritism."

"If it is someone else, I dare not guarantee it, but if it is Mr. Fang, I am willing to guarantee it with my personality."

"Mr. Fang has served as a judge of the appraiser conference several times. He has always been known for his uprightness. With him, there will never be any shady scenes."

"We are all willing to guarantee Mr. Fang..."

It can be seen that Fang Shijing has a very good reputation in Antique Street, and no one has any objections.

Lin Chuan was even more indifferent, "Since everyone believes in Fang Lao's character so much, then I have no objection."

Then, he took the initiative to hand over the Bentley car keys to Fang Shijing.

Fang Shijing reached out to take it, and then said to Lin Chuan earnestly: "Young man, I advise you to think about it again."

"Xiao Qi's appraisal strength is outstanding among the younger generation of appraisers. If you compare him to him, you will suffer a lot."

What he said was already very euphemistic, he just said "it will suffer a lot" instead of "overreaching", which has already given Lin Chuan enough face.

"The best? I play the best. If he is not the best, I don't bother to talk to him."

Lin Chuan was somewhat ignorant of good and bad, and what he said was also a little arrogant.

Fang Shijing just shook his head and smiled wryly, without any further persuasion.

Chapter 9 Do you really think I'm being taken advantage of?

"Since both of you have no objections, let's start the game."

Fang Shijing didn't say any more, and announced the start of the game.

"Good luck."

Qi Xuan left a contemptuous smile, and began to search for antiques intensively.

Lin Chuan was not as eager as he was, but casually wandered around several stalls.

In the eyes of everyone, his behavior is tantamount to giving up on himself.

As a talented appraiser in the antique world, Qi Xuan is nervously selecting antiques.

And he, a layman, can still be so calm?

Where did he come from?

In fact, Lin Chuan was not pretending to be aggressive, he was just looking for the booth that Qin Chao missed.

According to the description in the original book, the stall is in a corner, and the stall owner is in his 50s, wearing a gray sweater.

But after some searching, he couldn't find this person at all.

Could it be because he arrived a few days earlier that the stall owner didn't sell his stall?

Or not wearing that sweater?

So how can this be done?

If you can't find that booth, you won't be able to pick up the three big leaks.

It seems that those few antiques were specially prepared for the protagonist of Destiny, Qin Chao, to pretend to be aggressive. As a villain, he wants to cut off the male protagonist's beard, which is simply a dream.

He shook his head, sighed, and was about to walk away.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a man in a gray sweater come out of the public toilet and trot towards a stall.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang, for helping to look after the stall. Oh, I had a bad stomach last night, and I ran to the toilet several times..."

"It's okay, it's just a little effort."

The old lady who was sitting at the booth immediately got up and moved out of the way.

Lin Chuan couldn't help but laugh.

No wonder I didn't find it just now. It turned out that the stall owner went to the toilet.

Almost missed it.

He suppressed his excitement, walked slowly to the booth and squatted down.

"Handsome guy, what do you want to buy? I have good things here, so feel free to buy them."

The stall owner saw that Lin Chuan looked like a rich man, and immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"just looking around."

Lin Chuan's eyes flicked across the booth, and the knowledge about antiques in his mind was also running fast.

"Huh? Boss, do you have any good things you haven't brought out yet?"

After reading it all over, he didn't find the three antiques that Qin Chao missed in the original book, so he looked at the boss suspiciously.

"No, it's all here." The stall owner looked at Lin Chuan in confusion.

"Think about it again, is there anything else?" Lin Chuan continued to ask without giving up.

"Other items?" The stall owner scratched his head, "I received a batch of goods yesterday, but I haven't had time to sort them out..."

Lin Chuan's eyes lit up immediately, "Can I see it?"

"This..." The stall owner hesitated.

"Boss, don't worry, as long as there is something I can fancy, money is not a problem."

Lin Chuan deliberately rolled up his sleeves, wanting to show off the 20-dollar Rolex. Then he suddenly remembered that he gave the watch to another stall owner when he pretended to be x, so he had to withdraw his hand angrily.

But what he meant, the stall owner has already received it.

And he could tell that the handsome young man in front of him was a rich man.

"Okay, it's in that car, I'll take you to have a look." The stall owner stood up and said to the aunt next to him: "Aunt Wang, I have to trouble you to look at the stall again."

Then, he led Lin Chuan towards a tricycle parked not far away.

People in Antique Street all showed strange smiles when they saw Lin Chuan leaving with the stall owner.

"He really knows how to look for it. He actually found Zhang Mule."

"Zhang Mule's counterfeit is well-known in the antique world. Can I buy real things from him?"

"Pfft haha, I'm laughing so hard, he doesn't want to buy so many stalls, he insists on looking for Zhang Mule, isn't this rushing to jump into the pit?"

"I can't wait to see the expression on his face..."

Lin Chuan followed the stall owner to the tricycle.

The rear compartment of the tricycle was covered with cotton cloth, so the situation inside could not be seen clearly.

The stall owner walked over and lifted the cotton cloth, revealing a pile of antique calligraphy and paintings immediately.

"Handsome guy, let's see if there is anyone you can match?" The stall owner stepped on the tricycle and looked at Lin Chuan expectantly.

Lin Chuan's gaze was already attracted by this pile of antiques, and he ignored his words.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

The hard work paid off, and he really let him find the three antiques.

"Boss, can I go up and have a look?" He asked calmly.

"Yes, but pay attention to your feet, don't step on it."

"no problem."

Lin Chuan got on the tricycle, pretended to pick up a few antiques, looked at them, and then put them down one by one.

After grinding for a while, I picked up a scroll and slowly unfolded it.

It was an ink painting of a lotus flower, titled "The Lotus Flower Reflecting the Sun in a Different Kind of Red" and signed by Li Kuchan.

This is a famous calligrapher and painter.

Lin Chuan glanced casually, then turned to look at the stall owner, "Boss, how do you sell this painting?"

The stall owner rolled his eyes, "That is the authentic work of Master Li Kuchan. Do you know Li Kuchan? Back then, his "Lotus Kingfisher" was auctioned for more than 600 million..."

Lin Chuan raised his hand to interrupt him, with an unhappy expression on his face, "Boss, do you really think I've been taken advantage of?"

"This painting is a fake at first glance. Look at how rough the artist is. And the paper and ink used, it looks like a beginner's handwriting..."

"Cough cough..."

The stall owner hastily coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

He bought this bunch of antiques at the price of cabbage.

He has also seen this painting, the strokes are indeed a little rough, it doesn't seem to be from the master's hand, it is probably a fake.

He originally thought that Lin Chuan was a wealthy second generation with a lot of money, and wanted to trick him.

But now listening to what he said, he seems to be an expert.

"You can't say that. Even if it's not an authentic work, it's still a rare imitation. If you like it, give it 5 yuan."

"Boss, you're wrong. You're calling it a fake, how dare you ask for [-]?" Lin Chuan immediately quit and started bargaining with the boss.

In the end, after some negotiations, the boss lowered the price to [-] yuan, and he was unwilling to make any further concessions.

Lin Chuan was too lazy to continue wasting his saliva, "Okay, [-] yuan is [-] yuan. If it wasn't for making my old man happy, I wouldn't want this kind of broken painting for nothing."

When the stall owner heard his words, he immediately understood.

It turned out that he was a prodigal son and wanted to buy some antiques to please his father, but he didn't want to spend more money, otherwise he would not be able to find him here.

"Do you want anything else? The porcelain and jade wares I have here are also very good. Your father will definitely like them."

The stall owner began to try his best to sell other items.

This hit Lin Chuan's heart, and he continued to look at it pretendingly.

Chapter 10 This Is the Strength of a Master

In the end, Lin Chuan picked out all three antiques.

After some bargaining, they bought two other porcelain bowls and jade pendants for 4 yuan and 3 yuan respectively.

A total of 9 yuan was spent on the three antiques.

It cost 2 yuan less than that of Qin Chao, the man of destiny in the original book.

Lin Chuan settled the bill on the spot, and there was only less than 1 yuan left in the bank card.

But he was in a good mood, and returned to Antique Street with the three antiques.

Qi Xuan had already finished his selection, and sat leisurely on a mahogany chair, chatting with Fang Shijing without saying a word.

"Yo, are you done picking?"

Seeing Lin Chuan come back, Qi Xuan couldn't help but smile. .

He had just seen that Lin Chuan bought the antique from Zhang Mule.

Zhang Mule is a well-known liar in Antique Street. When he first entered the industry, he almost stumbled there.