At the beginning, he angrily dumped the scumbag and got married to a cold female CEO

The reason why Chen Han bought it was because the imitation painting style was elegant and elegant, which made Chen Han feel very comfortable. The most important thing was that it was a genuine Tang Sancai.

In his previous life, Chen Han had seen many fake Tang Sancai, but this was the first time he saw such a unique imitation.

Chen Han estimated that the imitation was worth at least 300 million.

Although the price was a bit high, Chen Han didn't care.

"Huh?" When Chen Han was about to leave the antique store, his peripheral vision noticed two boxes in a corner of the antique store.

Chen Han frowned and immediately walked towards the two boxes.

He walked to the two boxes, squatted down, reached out and groped on one of the boxes, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Chen Han wandered around the antique street, constantly picking up missing pieces.

In just two hours, Chen Han picked up four pieces. These four pieces were basically all the authentic works in the store.

"This vase is nice, very beautiful."

"I've seen this vase. It's really good. Both the carving skills and the glaze are very particular. It should cost at least a few hundred yuan."

Several antique players shopping around saw Chen Han buying like this, and they secretly scolded Chen Han for killing. They were talking carefully.

Chen Han sat quietly on the stool, drinking tea and quietly observing the surrounding situation.

Not long after, several more antique dealers wearing white coats walked into the antique street. One of them, wearing glasses, was holding a wooden box in his hand.

Chen Han immediately stared at the antique dealer, his eyes flashing with strange light. He found that the wooden box in the antique dealer's arms was a little special.

This wooden box seemed very ordinary, but Chen Han knew that it was a thousand-year-old tree.

The ancient wood is extremely hard and cannot be cut with ordinary knives.

There is a saying in the antique world: Thousand-year-old trees are the hardest to find, because old people in the antique world know that thousand-year-old trees have spirituality. If you accidentally touch it, it will easily anger the thousand-year-old trees, and you may not even know how you died. .

The so-called 'thousand-year-old tree' is not actually a thousand-year-old tree. It has just experienced a long time and been contaminated by the rich aura of heaven and earth.

Any antiquities with strong aura are rare treasures and can often be sold for sky-high prices.

Chen Han has browsed a lot of news about thousand-year-old trees on the Internet, but there is no real picture or video of a thousand-year-old tree, not even pictures and texts. Therefore, Chen Han only has a superficial understanding of it.

However, although the appearance of this wooden box was extremely ordinary, and even the wrapping paper of the wooden box was wrapped in inferior plastic bags, Chen Han still felt keenly that it was unique.

Chen Han slowly approached the wooden box, and slowly raised his right hand to grab the wooden box.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Just as Chen Han raised his hand, a scream rang out.

It turned out that Chen Han was too close to the wooden box and startled others, thus arousing their vigilance.

"No wonder, no wonder the shops here are all replicas. It turns out that they are backed by antique dealers!"

"How much money do antique dealers make? A replica can be sold for several hundred yuan."

"Humph, these antique dealers make money secretly. Their things are all processed, and the genuine products will not be released outside at all. This antique dealer must have obtained imitations through some channel."

Chen Han listened to the discussion of several antique lovers around him and understood, but he still pretended not to know and waited quietly.

Sure enough, as soon as the antique dealer wearing glasses stepped into the store, the other two antique dealers in the store greeted him.

"Brother Zheng, what kind of wind brings you here?"

"Brother Liu, what you said is unkind. I have been staying in the south these days. Where can I get wind?" The bespectacled antique dealer surnamed Zheng replied with a smile.

The two antique dealers seemed to have a very good relationship.

When Chen Han saw this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He shook his head secretly and walked out quickly.

"These antique dealers are all shady traders who defraud customers of their money by counterfeiting antiques. Do they really think that our ancestors' goods are rotten cabbage?" Chen Han thought scornfully.

Since these antique dealers are not the same as me, there is no need to waste time staying here.

After returning home, Chen Han went to see Du Pengcheng again the next day. Today he was going to give Du Pengcheng acupuncture again.

"Chen Han, thank you. You helped me a lot this time." In the ward, Du Pengcheng looked at Chen Han with a red face.

"Haha, no need." Chen Han smiled.

Afterwards, Chen Han gave Du Pengcheng a massage.

Chen Han's technique was very skillful, and Du Pengcheng felt numb all over, feeling refreshed and full of energy.

"Xiaohan, your medical skills are getting better and better." Du Pengcheng praised.

"Uncle Du, I will be proud if you praise me so much." Chen Han pretended to be humble.

"Haha, Mr. Chen, you are really funny." Seeing Chen Han's pretense, Du Pengcheng couldn't help laughing and patted his shoulder with a smile.

The acupuncture effect last night was very obvious. Du Pengcheng's mental state has recovered a lot. He is more energetic and even went to the gym to exercise.

"Dr. Chen, my treatment these days has been very good. I wonder when you can help me completely cure my disease?" Du Pengcheng asked. He hoped to recover as soon as possible so that he could join the army and take revenge.

"Haha, don't worry, Mr. Du, your condition has not been completely cured yet, and you need at least three courses of treatment." Chen Han explained.

Du Pengcheng nodded and said, "Okay, just three courses of treatment, Dr. Chen, let's start quickly."

"OK."

Afterwards, Chen Han started acupuncture for Du Pengcheng. After several days of acupuncture, Du Pengcheng's body functions gradually recovered, but his body has not fully recovered. He still needs medicinal baths and massage to help repair his injuries, so he needs to continue acupuncture today.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts...!"

Du Pengcheng screamed and lay down on the sofa, his forehead was sweating, his face was hideous, his facial muscles twitched, his whole body was shaking in pain, beads of sweat dripped down, and he looked extremely miserable.

"What...what's going on?" Du Pengcheng was very worried.

"Don't worry, this is a treatment process, it will be fine in a while, but the process may be a bit painful, please be patient." Chen Han comforted.

Du Pengcheng gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay awake. Although he felt uneasy, he still chose to believe Chen Han.

Time passed little by little, and about half an hour later, Du Pengcheng suddenly felt a warm air spreading from his legs.

"Well! It's comfortable. I haven't been this happy for a long time." At this moment, Du Pengcheng couldn't help shouting.