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Looking back at the sound, the old man, who was about sixty years old, was wearing a white silk Tang suit, and looked like an old man practicing Tai Chi in the park. His face was rosy, and the most special thing was that his hair was not very white, but his eyebrows were basically white, which made people easily remember it.

As soon as Zhao Long walked by, Zhao Long looked at it and looked back suddenly. This time he turned around, two people behind him, like outsiders, opened the map in their hands and looked at it. However, when he turned around suddenly, Zhao Long had already seen their panic moves. Because he had been thinking about things and there were many people on the high-end street, he didn't pay attention to anything, but he didn't expect that he was targeted by a thief.

The two thieves were obviously not as smart as they could see that there was 100,000 yuan in their schoolbag in the bag behind Zhao Long. They just saw that he was thinking about it, so they followed quietly. At this time, they saw him suddenly turn around, and Zhao Long had just undergone body refining. Although his body seemed to be thinner than before, his eyes and momentum were sharper and more forceful.

"Look... I'll just say I'm going wrong, here, here..." One of them said, and the two quickly got into Gaomian Street again. It seemed that they were thieves who were making a living on this street.

"Damn, I really have to do something and break your claws." Although Zhao Long was distracted and did not pay attention to these things, with his current reaction and sensitivity, if someone really wanted to get close to stealing something, it would be absolutely impossible not to be discovered by him.

Despite this, he was still very grateful to the old man just now. When he looked at the old man again, he saw that he had turned around and walked into a shop opposite.

Zhao Long is also wandering around casually now. He looked at the situation of these stores again. It seemed that the Gaomiao Hutong was closed. I wonder if it had anything to do with Gaomiao Hutong. After Zhao Long first wrote down all the phone calls above, he also walked to the store where the old man had just entered.

This shop is the largest within a few dozen meters around. It has three floors, antique, carved beams and painted buildings, and two large copper lions are specially placed at the door. It is obviously a thing that has been around for a while. However, this is not unusual in the cultural antique street, and there are many houses with terracotta warriors and horses.

"At first glance, you are an expert. You are here to be the right place for us. The most valuable antiques in all dynasties, Han jade, Tang color, Ming painting, and Qing porcelain. They are talking about jadeware from the Han Dynasty, painted pottery from the Tang Dynasty, calligraphy and painting from the Ming Dynasty, and ceramics from the Qing Dynasty. Especially the ceramics from the Qing Dynasty, the craftsmanship has reached its peak. Look at this..." Zhao Long entered the door and saw a young man following the old man just introduced, talking in an eloquent manner, as if there was nothing he didn't understand for five thousand years.

However, Zhao Long shook his head secretly after hearing this. This method can only fool people who are not aware of their professions. Looking at the old man, his face was peaceful and a little smile. Listening to the guy's introduction, he nodded from time to time and asked in cooperation.

Zhao Long came in just to say thanks to the old man, but when he saw that he was so sensible, he didn't disturb him rashly. Anyway, his purpose was to wander around today. Today, he learned a lot of basic knowledge from Lao Shi, and happened to wander around here. There were quite a few people from Zhengushen, and someone also came to ask what Zhao Long wanted. He heard that he could just take a look, but he didn't say anything else.

After all, this place is different from the imitation things in the alley next to it. It is only a few thousand yuan expensive, and a few thousand yuan here is the cheapest.

"The hair is not growing yet, so I show my ugly face in front of the old man, so that you can practice your eyesight more and you can't tell the depth at all." At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out, about 1.65 meters tall, he was slightly fat, and had a little bald head. When the people in the store saw him, including a relatively older person at the front desk, they respectfully called the boss, who was Shao Yusong, the boss of Zhengushen.

"Boss..." The young man hurriedly lowered his head.

Shao Yusong waved his hand to drive him away, and then laughed with him, "You are always laughing. The child is ignorant and the poor learning is still showing off his ugly face in front of you."

"It's pretty good." The old man still nodded peacefully.

"You always ask to go up the second floor, all the good things are on it." Shao Yusong made a gesture of invitation and looked at the old man again. It should be right. Last time he went to the airport to pick up a VIP guest, and the man had just come out of the VIP pass in his private plane. But he saw some people from afar and greeted him respectfully. At that time, Shao Yusong heard his big client call the old man as his fourth uncle. At that time, he just looked at it from the side, but just now he passed the camera in the office. The more he looked, the more he realized that the old man was called the fourth uncle.

The worst thing that can come out of that special channel is a charter flight, and many of them are rich people with their own private jets. Although they are not sure that this old man is the fourth uncle mentioned by his VIP that day, Shao Yusong still doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

"I still have some things, but I won't go upstairs. What your guy just said was very good. The ceramic craftsmanship in the Qing Dynasty was indeed at its peak. If you have any good things, take them out and I'll take them out." Uncle Fourth looked at the time and politely refused to go upstairs.

Shao Yusong hesitated for a moment after hearing this, then accompanied Xiao and asked Uncle Fourth to sit down in the corner, and asked him to make tea and pick up things. After a while, he came down with a box and was very careful, looking around from time to time with his eyes alert, extremely nervous and extremely careful.

"Yongzheng enamel enamel coloured poems were written by the wall plum and bamboo pattern plate." When the fourth uncle saw the object that Shao Yusong took out, he recognized it at a glance, took it and looked left and right, and nodded unexpectedly: "I didn't expect you to have such a good thing. But I seemed to have heard of it some time ago that a person who bought the Yongzheng enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel enamel was stolen..."

"Haha..." Shao Yusong immediately smiled on his face when he heard this, and he quickly explained with great pride in his heart: "You are always a knowledgeable person, and you even know such a secret news. This thing was indeed lost once, but later he found it. The owner lost money because of his business and sold a large number of antiques. Our store bought it. There were also the certificate written by the owner and various appraisal certificates in our store."

At this time, Zhao Long had already walked around the store. The items here were just tens of thousands of yuan per piece, and the expensive ones were directly priced at hundreds of thousands or even millions. Seeing the old man sitting down, Zhao Long thought about it and was ready to leave, but just as he left, he heard the old man negotiated with Shao Yusong, and Shao Yusong directly offered a high price of 50 million yuan. Zhao Long was also shocked. It was too exaggerated, 50 million yuan.

What he didn't expect was that the old man was sold at a price of 35 million yuan. Zhao Long was about to leave, but he saw the old man withdrawing the phone, but Shao Yusong was already standing there and was almost smiling, and he was diligently pouring tea for the old man.

"Lao Si, is that thing real or fake?" Zhao Long couldn't help asking such a valuable thing.

"Fake, haven't you told you before? The fake things in the market account for 95%, and the real ones only account for 5%. The authenticity rate of the Yuchang Xiao Auction can only reach about 60%. Famous auction companies are better, and the authenticity is 80%-90%. These are the secrets of the industry. From ancient times to the present, some changes have not been great, but that fake antique with some value is still a fake antique. I think you should not think about these things and practice the "Nine Turns and Five Elements Body Refining Technique" as soon as possible. Great and awesome. I have thought about it carefully recently. If you can completely control your left arm, it will help me figure out my current situation and even restore freedom. This is a big event, a great cause, and something worth working on." Recently, he often says that he is thinking about the problem, but it turns out that he is thinking about this problem.

"I have practiced a few hundred thousand yuan in gold for more than a day, and I need more and more later. Where can I practice without money?" Zhao Long also wanted to find a mountain of gold to continue practicing. He also wanted to control his left arm as soon as possible, solve the threat, and completely make it a part of his body, but there is no such good thing.

At this moment, I could vaguely hear the old man talking to the phone about the bank account, which should be someone who sent money.

"I'll tell you later, let me tell you about the situation of this thing first." After saying a word to Lao Shi, Zhao Long quickly came to Shao Yusong and the others: "It turns out that you are here, and you didn't have time to thank you just now. Thank you, thank you."

Shao Yusong was shocked when he suddenly saw someone approaching. When he saw Zhao Long coming up to shake hands with Uncle Fourth, he thought he was a friend he knew, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well..." Halfway through the call, Shao Yusong's account was just halfway through the account written by him, but Zhao Long suddenly appeared. Uncle Fourth was very surprised. He recognized Zhao Long, but Zhao Long came over so suddenly surprised him. What surprised him even more was that Zhao Long held his hand and tapped his wrist twice.

"Sit... I'm lucky today. I just took a walk and found this Yongzheng enamel poem written by the wall, the plum and bamboo pattern plate. You can take a look." Uncle Fourth hung up the phone and pushed the thing in the box to Zhao Long.

Seeing the thing moving slightly, Shao Yusong hurriedly protected his hands and helped push it to Zhao Long in front of him, but his eyes looked at the phone in Uncle Fourth's hand. He also felt something was wrong and his heart also raised. Then, his eyes began to look at Zhao Long, who was the person who suddenly appeared.

"Well... it's not true." Zhao Long knew that his appearance made the old man not buy this thing, which had offended the shop owner. So he had no scruples, nor did he intend to waste time, so he just took a look and made a judgment. This was what Lao Si just taught Zhao Long today. People who truly understand the knowledge do not say the fake ones, but say it is not true.

"Not real!!! You... say it again, I have been auctioned by a world-famous auction house, and the certificates written by his owner, and these certificates. Don't you say it's true? You have to pretend to be an expert, and you don't even look at it. You dare to say it's not true if you glance at it casually. Who do you think you are?" Shao Yusong immediately blushed and his neck was as if he was greatly insulted and angry, but when he looked at Zhao Long, he was indeed angry.
Chapter completed!