After exiting the system, Wang Xiao glanced for a while and accidentally fell asleep. When he woke up, the sun was gone.

He quickly got up and opened the door and walked out. When he saw his parents eating, Wang Xiao was a little confused. However, he thought that his parents might think he was drunk at noon, so he wanted him to rest more.

After thinking it through, Wang Xiao walked to the kitchen, took a set of dishes and chopsticks, sat on the dining table and started eating.

"I went around with your mother in the afternoon and saw a supermarket that is not very large. I consulted. It costs about 3 million yuan to add goods to the store, the location is pretty good, and the traffic is quite large. What do you think?" Wang Xin put down his chopsticks and asked.

After coming back to his senses, Wang Xiao stopped the movements in his hand and looked at his father, unable to help but feel a little silence. He didn't know when his parents actually began to pay attention to his opinions and also depend on his own meaning. He clearly saw a hint of expectation in his father's eyes, but the money belonged to him, and his father also had to ask about his own meaning.

Seeing his father's black hair, Wang Xiao couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. After all, his father's dream has always been to be his boss, but he only knew how to spend money indiscriminately before, and his parents could only make money desperately.

Wang Xiao felt a little uncomfortable, but he held back the tears that were about to fall, and pretended to be angry and said, "I have given you all the money. You can spend whatever you like. Why do you ask me? I am still a child!"

When the parents heard their son's words, they smiled with relief, knowing that their son has really grown up.

Without too much words, a happy and peaceful dinner was soon over. After packing the table, Wang Xiao sat in the living room and watched TV, while his parents were talking about his future life.

Seeing my father straightening his lumbar spine that was bent due to his years of hard work, I knew it was a kind of self-confidence, confidence from the inside out.

Early the next morning, my parents went out without even having breakfast. Wang Xiao was a little bored. At this moment, Ma Xiangqian called and spoke in an excited tone. "Brother Wang, is the matter going well at home?"

"It's okay, it's going well. Seeing that Brother Ma is so happy, have you completed all the procedures for opening a store?" Wang Xiao asked with a smile. Before he got home, he copied his ID card and gave it to Ma Xiangqian for various procedures.

Ma Xiangqian looked at a stack of documents on the table and said with a smile: "Brother, are you still worried about doing things? You're all right? You're just going to choose a location!"

Although it seemed easy to hear Ma Xiangqian say it, Wang Xiao knew that it would take a lot of effort to run through these procedures. Wang Xiao sighed: "Brother Ma, you're very tired after running these days!"

Ma Xiangqian smiled and said, "Your brother is a little conscientious, but some things can be handled without me going there, but there are a few documents that I have to be present in person!"

"After all, it's so hard for those who can do it! Brother Ma is familiar with his own things. If it were me, I don't know when I will be able to do it!" Wang Xiao laughed dryly and flattered Ma Xiangqian.

"Don't you know what's going on in the future?" Ma Xiangqian suddenly asked.

"It should be fine today. I don't plan to go to school before the store opens." Wang Xiaoru said.

"Then you can accompany me to the antique market. If the store opens, putting a few antiques in the store will make it look cultural." Ma Xiangqian asked.

Wang Xiao had heard of the name of Antique Street before. All the streets opened on both sides were antique shops, which brought together antique merchants from all over the country and was one of the best in China. Binshi Antique Street is also an important part of Binshi GDP. However, Wang Xiao could only listen before, because the prices of the things inside were out of reach for him, regardless of whether they are genuine or fake.

Wang Xiao sighed for a moment in his heart, and smiled slightly and said, "Then I'll listen to Brother Ma. I wanted to go to the Antique Street for a long time to see it."

Soon, the black Rolls-Royce, who was Ma Xiangqiu, came to the downstairs of Wang Xiao's house.

The driver drove the car and Ma Xiangqiong explained the situation of the antique street to Wang Xiao. Antique streets are mainly divided into three types. As soon as you enter the street, you can see various street stalls. The people in the east generally sell imitations, and the prices are relatively cheap. However, some people have bought genuine products here, and of course there are very few such situations. The people in the west mainly sell calligraphy and paintings of some famous modern artists. Of course, there are highs and lows in price. The most important type of the entire antique street is the third type, which is the antique shops on both sides. These are the foundation that supports the endurance of the antique street. They operate some antique calligraphy and paintings, of course, there are also reals and fakes, and they need to be distinguished by themselves.

After the two arrived, Ma Xiangqian studied one by one along the street stall on the left. Wang Xiao said in confusion: "Brother Ma, didn't you say that the stall on the left is a fake? Then why do you still have to observe so carefully?"

"I'm going to tell you, I've found a Yuan Dynasty porcelain bowl here before, and now I'm treasured in my home. I've found an expert to estimate that it's worth about 5 million yuan. Do you know how much I bought it? It's only 100 yuan hahaha!" Ma Xiangqian said softly in Wang Xiao's ear, but at the end of the conversation, the price Ma Xiangqian said also shocked Wang Xiao.

This gambling stones is a huge profit, and this gambling antiques seem to be more profitable than gambling stones. However, the probability is higher, the chance of gambling stones is still higher.

On Antique Street, the stalls on the left have the largest flow of people. Almost those who wander here have a dream of rushing gold, fantasizing that they can pick up valuable treasures before these people. But everyone knows that the probability is almost small. It would be good to have one of the thousand people. But this does not affect the mood of these people at all. There are still people coming and going every day, and it is very lively.

In such a lively environment, Wang Xiao suddenly had the idea of ​​making money. He ignored Ma Xiangqian and turned around and looked at the stall next to him. He picked up a jade bracelet and looked at it. He felt that it was no different from that sold in ordinary jewelry stores. After putting it down, he picked up a bronze wine glass and studied it. After looking at the stall, Wang Xiao felt that these things looked like antiques. He turned around and looked at Ma Xiangqian. At this time, he was holding a magnifying glass forehand and carefully observing the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Wang Xiao was a little worried. He didn't seem to understand these things. Suddenly, his mind flashed. Since his left eye could scan the internal structure of the jadeite raw stone, would it have any other effect on these antiques?

He picked up a short knife from the stall of Ma Xiangqiu. The whole knife was inserted into a green wooden scabbard, and the handle was wrapped in genuine leather. The knife was covered with a thin layer of dust, making the whole knife look ancient and long.

Wang Xiao gently played with the short knife in his hand. The transmission system emitted a golden light from Wang Xiao's eyes and shone on the knife. A picture appeared in Wang Xiao's mind. He didn't know if he didn't see it, but he actually scared Wang Xiao.
Chapter completed!