After being forced to travel through time by accident, I became famous in the entertainment industry

A snuff bottle bought for 500 yuan could probably be sold for a considerable price at a good auction.

Although this amount of money may not be as much as a star earns from shooting a few episodes of a TV series, for ordinary people, it may be able to reduce a lot of pressure on mortgage and car loans.

Any normal person would think that since they bought it with their own money, it is their own thing and they have no obligation to hand it over to the state.

Xu Zhao never expected that before she could hint to Qiao Zhijing about the final ownership of the snuff bottle in his hand.

Instead, he very consciously said that he would hand over the snuff bottle to the country.

With such social skills, it is no wonder that he can thrive in the entertainment industry, which is a big melting pot.

Nowadays, many celebrities like to do things that violate the law once they become famous, such as not paying taxes when they should and sleeping like crazy when they shouldn’t.

There are probably not many stars like Qiao Zhijing who can still think about the country and have such a high ideological awareness.

"What are you planning? I remember you bought two things from that stall. Are they both from the lost batch of artifacts?"

"The incense burner is, but the jade pendant is not. As for what to do, I'll keep the jade pendant for myself, and after the show is over, I'll give the incense burner to Sister Yici."

Since Brother Qiao already had the same idea as her, she could tell him everything. If he didn't want to, she couldn't impose her will on him.

"Okay, then after this episode is over, please help me give the snuff bottle to Miss Wu."

"Row."

"Sister Zhaozhao, Brother Qiao, what are you two talking about?" Jin Suiran walked behind them without knowing when.

Xu Zhao smiled faintly: "We are talking about some national affairs."

To get past the topic, Xu Zhao bluntly asked, "Do you two still want to go shopping? If not, let's go back and reunite."

Jin Suiran was confused, but she also knew that it was better not to ask too many questions, so she decided, "We've been walking around for hours, and our eyes are blurry. Let's go back."

She tilted her head and glanced at the camera behind her. Since Sister Zhaozhao didn't tell her directly, the fewer people who knew about this, the better.

Since the decision was made, the four of them headed back immediately.

On the way back, Xu Zhao took out her cell phone and sent a message. She told Wu Yici about Qiao Zhijing's thoughts.

"Sister Zhao Zhao, can you help me take a look at this calligraphy and painting?"

On the way back, Jin Suiran couldn't wait to take out the calligraphy and painting he had just found and show it to Xu Zhao for appraisal, wanting to test Xu Zhao's opinion on whether the painting was real or fake.

In order to take a closer look, Xu Zhao stopped and opened the scroll. A faint scent of tea passed by her nose. The smell was very light, but she could still detect it with her sensitive sense of smell.

Looking at the whole painting again, there was the most common landscape ink painting on the paper. There was a poem in the upper right corner. The handwriting was so sloppy that even Xu Zhao couldn't recognize it. The left side of the ancient poem was filled with seals of various sizes, which made it look like it had been collected by many celebrities.

Jin Suiran saw Xu Zhao looking at her closely, blinking his eyes rapidly, and looked a little nervous.

"Sister Zhao Zhao, how is it?"

The other three stopped with Xu Zhao, all craning their necks in her direction and tilting their ears to listen to Xu Zhao's analysis.

After seeing Xu Zhao shaking his head, Jin Suiran became visibly depressed, with her shoulders drooping and her head lowering as well.

She had chosen this herself, and she had thought that with so many seals on it, it must be genuine.

When she bought the painting, the program team only provided her with 500 yuan, so she bargained with the boss for a long time before she successfully bought it.

God knows, she has never had to worry about food and clothing since she was a child, and has never worried about money. When buying things, she never asks the price, but only considers whether she likes it. This is the first time in her twenty years of life that she has bargained for something.

The moment she successfully bargained, she felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment, and she thought she had made a good deal.

Now seeing Xu Zhao shaking his head to deny that this landscape painting was authentic, it was like a bolt from the blue. She bought a fake for 500 yuan, and it was not her who made a profit, but that black-hearted boss.

Xu Zhao explained: "Ask if there is a faint bitter smell of tea leaves on the drawing paper."

She held the scroll in her hand out in front of the three people, and upon hearing her words, the three people all put their noses close to it.

"Is there?" Tang Qianshuo looked confused, his nose was sore from sniffing, and he could only smell the smell of moldy paper.

"If you smell it carefully, it really does smell like tea leaves."

When Qiao Zhijing has free time on weekdays, he often lies in the rocking chair in his yard, drinking tea and reading.

He was quite sensitive to the smell of tea. After sniffing it carefully, he could indeed vaguely smell the scent of tea.

"Sister Zhao Zhao, is there something wrong with the taste?"

Jin Suiran was so sad that she had no tears left. She just wanted to die with peace of mind.

Xu Zhao: "Of course there is a problem. Look at the yellowing of the paper. At first glance, don't you think it must have been quite old to have this color?"

The three of them nodded quickly.

That’s right, at that time they were also hesitant about whether this was authentic. The boss asked them to look at the color of the paper and told them that paper would turn yellow after being stored for a long time.

After being fooled by the boss, they finally thought that this was the genuine article, and Jin Suiran decided to buy it immediately.

"Touch the yellowed area again. Do you feel that the paper is brittle? Don't you suspect this is the result of the tea leaves drying?"

Xu Zhao's words were like a sharp arrow, piercing Jin Suiran's heart.

"Sister Zhaozhao, is there anything else?" Let the storm come even harder, she can withstand it!

"And these seals, can you tell who is printed on them?"

If it is a famous painting, it must have been circulated among the nobles in ancient times, and it must have been printed with the seal of a very famous person.

It’s like an ancient emperor who loved to stamp seals on calligraphy and paintings. Sometimes he could stamp more than 20 seals on a painting.

But the tents on the painting in my hand are not familiar to me, and even the poem on it is so inscribed that even someone with more than ten or twenty years of experience would not be able to make out what it says.

"This painting couldn't be more fake." Xu Zhao finally gave a very heartbreaking conclusion.

The forgery of this painting was very crude, and Xu Zhao, a layman, could barely see it. If the forgery was more sophisticated, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

But she hadn't said anything more unpleasant yet.

Anyone who knows about cultural relics will not be fooled by this painting. The stall owner who bought this painting probably took Jin Suiran as a sucker.

Fortunately, the program team only gave her 500 yuan, so she was not cheated that much. If she had been given 10 or 110,000 yuan, she would probably have been fooled by the boss and would have given it all away without hesitation.

"Sister Zhaozhao!"

Jin Suiran pouted, looking unhappy.

She was penniless now and couldn't buy anything on the street.