Picked up a queen at the start

Chapter 29 It's All Fake
There are more people and vendors, and the storefronts are decorated more primitively, but it feels a little less gorgeous.

Some stall owners are yelling at the things on their stalls.

There are also stall owners who don't take it seriously, as if it has nothing to do with him whether you buy or not.

But Ji Qinglin knew.

Although it is lively here, there are not many real things.

He was fine when he was a child. If he came with his grandfather, he would always find some real things.

But by now, this antique street is already superficial.

Just because there are few real things does not mean that there are none.

Keep your eyes sharp and search with your heart, and you still have a chance to find something good.

"Sir, come to me and have a look, they are all good things!"

"Look at Miss's outfit, the two of you should understand it, let's take a look? I won't let you down!"

Intermittent cries sounded from both sides.

Many stall owners saw Xia Yao's attire, and they knew that Xia Yao's clothes were expensive.

But they didn't expect that Xia Yao was the emperor of Daqi, and her body was an antique of Daqi.

Because Xia Yao's clothes are too new.

"Won't you stop and take a look?"

Xia Yao couldn't help being puzzled when she saw Ji Qinglin walking forward with her head sullen, and the vendors on both sides didn't even look at him.

Looking back at her, Ji Qinglin said in a low voice, "Did you see the real thing here?"

"..."

Glancing to the side, Xia Yao shook her head: "I can't tell the authenticity of things from other eras."

"But Daqi's stuff, I haven't seen the real thing yet."

"These are unreliable." Ji Qinglin commented with a smile, and then said: "There are a few of them that I often go to. I have found the real ones before. Let's go there and have a look."

"Okay." Nodding, Xia Yao followed Ji Qinglin closely.

The two squeezed through the crowd and continued to go deep into the antique street.

It wasn't until reaching the end of the antique street that Ji Qinglin gradually slowed down.

Turning his gaze to the side, he saw a familiar stall owner leading Xia Yao closer.

"Old Zheng, long time no see." Kneeling down in front of the stall owner, Ji Qinglin greeted with a smile.

Hearing this, the stall owner raised the brim of his hat and laughed, "Xiao Ji is here."

Lao Zheng, whose real name is Zheng Xian, looks to be in his 40s, with hair piled on his head like weeds and covered by an old hat.

His skin was tanned, which made his already simple and straightforward appearance a little more simple and honest.

But Ji Qinglin knew.

Although Lao Zheng looks silly, he is not silly at all, even very ghostly.

After all, in this line of work, if you don't have a heart, you'd have gone to drink the northwest wind.

The reason why Ji Qinglin came to Lao Zheng to see something was because Lao Zheng had a good relationship with his grandfather. Unless Lao Zheng himself was mistaken, he would never cheat him.

According to what his old man said before leaving, it was he who saved Lao Zheng's life.

If the grandson of the savior is cheated, he will be punished by God.

"Is there anything good recently?" Ji Qinglin said, casually looking at the things on the booth.

Sighing, Lao Zheng scratched his head and said, "It's been a sluggish time lately, and there aren't many good things. There are a few things, but I can't tell whether they are genuine or not, so I don't dare to sell them to you."

"In case it's fake, if your grandfather knows that I cheated on you, why don't you crawl out and drag me in together?".
"Is my grandpa that scary?"

Ji Qinglin propped his arms on his knees, looked at Lao Zheng and laughed.

Hearing this, Lao Zheng seemed to be lost in memory, and thoughtfully said: "When your grandfather gave me that meal, I thought he was Guanyin who came to the world."

"As for the back..."

Speaking of this, Old Zheng sighed deeply, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect it, everything is an illusion."

"If my grandpa knew that you said that about him, he would have to climb out and grab you a cup of tea." Ji Qinglin joked with a smile.

Old Zheng froze, and quickly waved his hands: "Then I can't show you."

"Don't." With raised eyebrows, Ji Qinglin said anxiously: "You don't have any good things at this stall, so I just hope to find a good one from those few items."

"That's not OK."

"Then don't charge me for it yet. Wait until I'm sure it's true. If it's true, will I make it up to you? That way you won't be considered as cheating on me." Ji Qinglin suggested.

Staring at him, Old Zheng said angrily, "That's even worse! Am I such a magnanimous person?"

Rolling his eyes, Ji Qinglin said speechlessly: "Then why don't you take it out? You don't even do business that makes money, are you stupid?"

"Hurry up, gentlemen, don't write ink, it has nothing to do with you!"

"...Well, I can't say no to you."

Old Zheng sighed, turned around helplessly, and groped around in the box behind him.

After a while, he put out several small objects one by one.

A small candlestick, a blue and white porcelain bowl, a carved jade seal, and a silver wrench.

Sweeping his eyes over these small objects one by one, Ji Qinglin used his skills to identify them one by one.

After a while, he shook his head regretfully: "Old Zheng, you are at a loss. None of these things are true."

"What?"

With his eyes wide open, Old Zheng looked at these things carefully, shook his head and said, "Don't lie to me."

"Why did I lie to you?" Ji Qinglin said, patted his pants and stood up: "It's all fake."

"I don't know what you are capable of?" Lao Zheng shook his head and said, "I bought a bowl before, and there was obviously a crack. You said it was muddy. What happened?"

"That was before." Ji Qinglin smiled confidently, and said, "The me now is different from the past."

"Hahaha!" He laughed twice, and Old Zheng put away a few things like a baby: "Anyway, I think it's somewhat real."

"Besides, even if it's true, what if someone really bought it?"

As he spoke, there was a gleam in his eyes.

Returning a clear look, Ji Qinglin was about to take Xia Yao away.

But when he turned around, Xia Yao grabbed his sleeve.

"That." Pointing to a small copper plate placed in the stall, Xia Yao said lightly: "That Daqi copper coin is real."

"kindness?"

Turning around, Ji Qinglin looked in the direction of her finger.

The copper coins are in the most inconspicuous corner, almost integrated with the spread.

So when he watched it just now, he just ignored it.

Looking at it this way, it seems to be true?

While Ji Qinglin was staring at the copper coins, Lao Zheng also noticed Xia Yao who had been standing beside Ji Qinglin.

He wears a hat to block his view.

In addition, Xia Yao was standing all the time and was blocked by Ji Qinglin, so he didn't see her all the time.

Now that he noticed Xia Yao, Lao Zheng stared straight at him.

"Good guy..."

Staring at the dragon robe on Xia Yao, he gulped, "The craftsmanship of this dragon robe is really similar to the Daqi official robe I've seen before!"

(End of this chapter)