There was an activity in the class in the evening, but Chen Zhizhou didn't have to attend because he didn't pay.
But he could go to the antique street tomorrow to see if he could find a bargain.
Nowadays, there are couples everywhere on university campuses, which are places to rub salt into the wounds of single dogs. He simply went back to the dormitory to sleep.
Wang Jue called and said that Qin Nan wanted to introduce him to a girlfriend.
It was a girl in their dormitory, so beautiful.
Chen Zhizhou was not interested and refused on the spot.
When a man is incompetent, he should not drag down other girls.
And he didn't want to watch others pay the bill after the two of them had a date. How embarrassing!
The next morning, he rode a shared bicycle to stroll around the antique street.
Recently, he planned to make up for some knowledge of antiques to avoid being cheated when he finds treasures in the future.
There were not many people in the antique market today, and the business was also quiet.
Chen Zhizhou just strolled around like this, he had a stronger advantage than others.
You don't need to look at each item carefully, you can tell whether it is real or not by just taking a glance.
In fact, if you want to buy real goods, there are many shops like Wenzheng Street.
But their goods are expensive and authentic!
Of course, there are also people who make mistakes.
Chen Zhizhou is not a collector, why buy that thing?
The most important thing is that he is too poor and can only make a few thousand yuan a day.
The only thing he can do now is to pick up bargains in the market. If he is lucky, he may pick up one or two real goods.
Huh?
When passing by a stall, I suddenly saw an antique.
This is a landscape figure general jar from the late Qing Dynasty.
Chen Zhizhou walked over carelessly.
There are many things on the stall, and there are also many jars and cans.
But now there are too many fake things.
Chen Zhizhou picked up a plate at random, and the stall owner asked, "Young man, do you want to buy one?"
"How much?"
The stall owner looked at him and said, "You name a price, after all, we are running a stall to do business."
Chen Zhizhou thought to himself, if I give you a price, I'm afraid you will beat me to death.
Putting down the plate, he picked up the jar again.
The item must be real, 100% correct.
What he wanted to see was whether it was damaged.
The item was well preserved, and Chen Zhizhou said, "I don't understand these things of yours either."
"My grandma told me to buy one to pack peanuts."
Unexpectedly, the stall owner said disdainfully, "Stop it, I've seen a lot of people like you."
"People who come here to pick up bargains all say this."
"Last time, a young man said he didn't know anything, and he stole a snuff bottle from the stall, and ended up selling it for more than 100,000 yuan."
Damn——
Who leaked the news?
In fact, it didn't sell that much.
Chen Zhizhou wiped his sweat.
I don't want to bother with him anymore. "Will you sell this for 500 yuan?"
"No less than 10,000 yuan!"
The stall owner is very arrogant.
Anyway, as long as someone asks the price, he will rip it off.
Chen Zhizhou put down the jar, "Then you can keep it for peanuts!"
"Young man, add some!"
This stall owner is really funny. I guess he doesn't even know he has a treasure here.
"This is a replica of the late Qing Dynasty."
Eh?
Chen Zhizhou almost laughed out loud when he heard this. It turned out that he thought the jar was a replica.
This is no wonder. After all, the antique market is so complicated. How can you be so accurate without a certain eye?
So he came back, picked up the jar and said, "This thing is just for show at home. It will be embarrassing if I meet an expert."
"How about 800 yuan?"
The stall owner said, "Make it an even number, take 1000 yuan."
"I'm not kidding you. This is the best imitation."
Seeing the stall owner speak so seriously, if Chen Zhizhou's eyes were not discerning, he would really be scared by him.
OK!
1000 yuan is 1000 yuan.
He paid the money and left with the jar.
The stall owner looked at his back and thought, I met another idiot.
I made 800 yuan today.
This jar was bought back for 200 yuan.
Alas!
The rich kids nowadays just like to show off.
You dress so shabby on purpose, do you think I can't tell?
Wenzheng Street,
When Chen Zhizhou came with the jar, he found another man in his thirties at the door of Baibaozhai.
He also held a jar exactly like his own.
Damn!
Is this thing really a knockoff? Did I make a mistake?
Zuo Handong said to the man with a smile, "Sorry, we don't accept yours!"
"Today, including you, this is the fourth group of people who come to my place."
"..."
Chen Zhizhou suddenly felt that he had been fooled, and he didn't know whether he should take out the jar.
But Zuo Handong had already seen him, "Hey, little brother, you are here?"
"Sit down!"
Chen Zhizhou was embarrassed, holding the jar and going in.
The man looked at the jar in Chen Zhizhou's hand, and his face was also embarrassed.
Needless to say, he was also a person who was deceived.
"How did you find this jar?" Zuo Handong shook his head, "Recently, a batch of such jars suddenly appeared in the market, and the imitations are not bad. People come to the door every day."
Chen Zhizhou said, "Mine is real."
And he saw that the other party had a happy look between his eyebrows. This uncle must have had some happy events recently?
At this time, a girl with a backpack came in the door, "Dad!"
Uh?
Who called me dad?
Chen Zhizhou turned around.
A pair of particularly beautiful long legs came into view.
He was completely stunned.
The other party also looked at him with surprise.
"Bingbing, you're back!"
Zuo Handong stood up and walked towards his daughter with a smile.
Zuo Yan looked at Chen Zhizhou with a puzzled look, "Why are you here?"
"Is this your store?"
"Yes!"
Zuo Yan sat down, shaking her long legs, picked up the cup and drank a sip of water.
Chen Zhizhou secretly said, Barbie Q.
His future identity as the richest man is about to be exposed.
Sure enough, Zuo Yan asked curiously, "Why are you here?"
Zuo Handong also felt strange, "Do you know each other?"
"Is it true!" Chen Zhizhou scratched his head before he could explain.
Zuo Yan immediately said, "We are from the same school and have met twice."
After that, she kicked Chen Zhizhou under the table.
Chen Zhizhou knew that she probably didn't want her family to know that she was dating a boyfriend.
Zuo Handong said "oh" and didn't think too much about it. He picked up Chen Zhizhou's jar and looked at it carefully.
But he was not sure, after all, there are too many similar jars on the market recently, and they are very realistic.
"Little brother, how about this, if you believe me, put it here." "I'll find someone to take a look."
"Okay!" Chen Zhizhou was not a person without pattern.
The two added WeChat and he left.
Zuo Yan looked at his back, "Dad, why is he here?" Zuo Handong smiled and said, "He! He is our God of Wealth." "Hey, aren't you alumni? Help me get to know him."