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Chu Chen thought of Huang Cheng's title, and his luck. Chu Chen was a little unsure how many of his objects were punched.

But Chu Chen didn't make it difficult for him. Since Huang Cheng could find this, it meant that he had really wasted some effort.

Chu Chen said something to Dai Xiaomei, and then followed Huang Cheng away.

For some reason, the closer he was to home, the more uncertain Huang Cheng became.

At this time, Huang Cheng no longer had the arrogance he had seen at the exchange meeting.

If Huang Cheng still had that attitude, Chu Chenli wouldn't bother to talk to him, and let him walk around with the name of the 'National Treasure Gang' on his back.

After a while, Huang Cheng's house arrived.

Huang Cheng's house is a detached villa.

The decoration inside is very atmospheric and classic.

Looking at the decoration style, I was looking at Huang Cheng.

Huang Cheng's spine felt a little chilled by Chu Chen's look.

"Is there any problem with the decoration?" He thought that Chu Chen could see that there was something wrong with his decoration. Huang Cheng's attitude was really like being bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes.

"No problem." Chu Chen said with a smile.

Chu Chen is an archaeologist, and he can see that Huang Cheng's house is extremely particular, and it is very good in terms of Feng Shui.

Huang Cheng was relieved when he heard that there was no problem.

Immediately, I thought of the ones I had collected, and the heart that I had just let go was suspended again.

Huang Cheng led Chu Chen to stop at the door of the room where the ancient objects were kept.

Then Huang Cheng opened the door.

Chu Chen looked at the objects inside, and Huang Cheng even made a special cabinet to store them.

"Master Chu, here is the object I want you to identify for me today." Huang Cheng said without much confidence.

Then he added: "No matter what the result is, I will pay Master Chu for the tea."

The fee for drinking tea is the jargon in the antique circle, but it is actually the fee for hard work.

Chu Chen didn't refuse either, so why did he refuse? This is also his own labor income.

Chu Chen looked at them one by one from left to right.

"Do you have gloves?"

Huang Cheng was already a little nervous, but Chu Chen's sudden utterance startled him even more.

It took a while to realize that Chu Chen wanted gloves.

He hurriedly went to the storage cabinet and took out a pair of gloves.

"Here, Master Chu, you can tell me anything you need."

After Chu Chen had finished watching, he secretly lamented Huang Cheng's luck in his heart.

Huang Cheng followed Chu Chen all the time, feeling agitated in his heart.

Ben didn't dare to take a big breath.

I'm afraid that Chu Chen will say that there are all worthless things here.

Isn't that the end?
Chu Chen didn't give a shit either.

"I have good news and bad news."

Forehead.This is a trick, please be quicker, Huang Cheng is already roaring in his heart.

But he still said: "Master Chu, if you have something to say, you can speak directly, I can bear it."

Even though he said this, Huang Cheng's tone began to choke.

"The ones stored in the kind of cabinets you specially made are basically sure to be punched, and you put them on the lower shelf. Relatively speaking, there are a few good ones."

As soon as Chu Chen finished speaking, Huang Cheng was dumbfounded.

That is to say, those normal items are fakes?

Huang Cheng thought that he once deliberately asked his friends to come over to appreciate the objects in the shelf he specially made for storing antiques.

Unexpectedly, all his proud works were seen as eye-catching objects.

The ones below that I didn't pay much attention to are still genuine products.

ah.this.this.
Chu Chen walked aside and suddenly saw a pile of debris.

Chu Chen shook his head a few times.

"When did you break it?"

Chu Chen asked without changing his face.

"Ah?" Huang Cheng still hadn't recovered from the blow.

"Oh, oh, this one, this one was broken when the kitten came in last time."

Huang Cheng looked like he didn't take it to heart.

Chu Chen couldn't help feeling sorry for Huang Cheng.

He doesn't care about real treasures, but he treats fakes as treasures.

Maybe Chu Chen's gaze was too weird.

"What, what's the matter?"

It was nothing more than Huang Cheng asked, the thing that was broken into pieces was bought by him for 500 yuan in the antique market, and he just thought it was beautiful at the time.

He didn't expect to be brittle by the kitten before he took it back and put it away. He didn't take it to heart, but felt that he might not have a destiny with this thing.

Chu Chen didn't speak, Huang Cheng thought that Chu Chen felt that he didn't clean up.

"I'll let someone clean it up and throw it away."

Which one he just finished speaking, Chu Chen looked at him even more strangely.

Huang Chengzhen felt a little creepy, he felt that Chu Chen's eyes were like looking at a fool.

And he was a fool in Chu Chen's eyes.

And Chu Chen's next words really made Huang Cheng feel like a fool.

Chu Chen asked with a smile, "Boss Huang, do you know what this is?"

"Isn't this just a pile of worthless fragments? Isn't it a treasure?"

Huang Cheng had an expression that the pile was just tattered.

But when he finished speaking, looking at Chu Chen's eyes, Huang Cheng became uncertain again.

Isn't this a pile of broken pieces?
It can't be really good, can it?

Huang Cheng looked at the pile of fragments he said he would throw away, and then at Chu Chen.

"No way"

Chu Chen said, "That's what you think."

"As for yours, if I guessed correctly, yours should be from the Qianlong period."

Chu Chen then swiped a few more times to make a rough shape.

"It's still a moon-holding bottle, Boss Huang, you are lucky."

After finishing speaking, he felt that this sentence should not be said, because he was lucky, and his real product was brittle again by his cat.

If he was unlucky, he would not be able to buy such a moon holding bottle.

We must know that there were not many moon-holding bottles in the world during the Qianlong period.

As soon as Chu Chen said that, Huang Cheng's heartbeat became a little unsteady.

This one that I regarded as tattered turned out to be a moon-holding bottle from the Qianlong period.

Although Huang Cheng's luck is not very good, but he has been in the antique circle for so many years, he must know the value of holding the moon vase during the Qianlong period.

But thinking that the moon holding bottle in the Qianlong period has been broken into slag, there is no other way.

Thinking of this, Huang Cheng's heart feels bleeding, not because he loves money.

The main reason is that none of the things I like are right.

What you don't like is good stuff.

Suddenly Huang Cheng remembered what Zhou Kai said about Chu Chen as a master of restoration of cultural relics, and his restoration skills are internationally renowned.

So, can Chu Chen help him repair the moon-holding bottle from the Qianlong period?

Huang Cheng looked at Chu Chen with renewed hope.

"Master Chu Chu."

Chu Chen broke into a cold sweat from Huang Cheng's earnest eyes.

"Master Chu, can you fix this moon-holding vase for me? After I fix it, you give me money. It's not me who gives you money"