Crossing the Future Maker

NO.13 Street is very lively, and the sound of quarrels can be heard everywhere.

Although there are many fakes in antiques, there are not many genuine ones among them. If you find a valuable antique, ordinary people will not have to worry about it for a lifetime.

Therefore, even though they knew that the chances were slim, some people lost their fortunes because of it, but the antique industry still couldn't stop people's enthusiasm and speculative psychology towards antiques.

"That's what I saw first."

"This is what I got first."

Two old men were arguing over an earth-shattering jar.

"Boss, how much is it, I bought it."

Another old man blushed: "Boss, how much is it? I pay 100 stars more than him."

"100 star coins can be a fart, this is what I saw first."

Feng Yan looked over curiously, and then he smiled, a very faint smile, revealing a sense of emptiness and trance, this scene reminded him of the Antique Street in his previous life.

"What is that?" Qin Nan stretched his neck to look around.

Feng Yan withdrew his gaze and shook his head: "I don't know either."

The earth-shattering jar has a weird shape, so it might be a sauerkraut jar. The mouth of the jar is too shallow, so it might be a flower pot, and there is no water leakage hole underneath, and seeing the two old men fighting for each other, the jar is not damaged at all. Obviously, this is not from the earth. Item, to put it bluntly, this is a fake.

On the earth, there is no such a strong earth jar.

Qin Nan was very disappointed, and pointed to the largest shop: "Let's go there and have a look. I heard from others that the goods of the Blazing Mercenary Group seem to be sold at his house."

Feng Yan nodded, there is nothing wrong with it, he came to Antique Street mainly to check the market, buying antiques is second, he mainly wants to make money now.

1 credits may seem like a lot, but in fact they are not spent, and more than [-] credits have been spent today. If he wants to leave Floating Star, he must have money on his body.

Feng Yan already had an idea in his mind, he just waited to check the market, and then he could start preparations.

It takes time to make a fake, but calligraphy and painting don't need it. A random painting is money. The more Feng Yan thinks about it, the more he thinks it's feasible.

Several people came to the store, and there were already several customers inside.

Feng Yan looked around, and immediately burst out laughing, only to see a few large characters hanging in the middle of the shop, "Quietness is far away!"

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Nan asked strangely.

Feng Yan suppressed a smile, quickly adjusted his facial expressions, and put on a serious look: "His store is very big, I am very happy."

Qin Nan grinned happily, thinking that he was happy to see Lie Xin.

The clerk was very proud when he heard their conversation, and pointed to the big characters in the middle: "This is not for sale. Our boss got it with great difficulty. It is hung here for everyone to see."

Feng Yan nodded: "The writing is not bad."

The clerk was extremely proud: "Of course, this calligraphy was written by Mr. Feng."

Feng Yan frowned, and suddenly felt a sense of worry in his heart. Mr. Feng was a little famous, and he was an outstanding calligrapher in the world. The original owner had heard of him. It is said that Mr. Feng had graduated from Imperial College, and even he made a typo full of...

Feng Yan suddenly felt that his future was in danger.

Imperial College, is it really good?

"What do you want to see?" the clerk asked kindly.

Feng Yan withdrew his thoughts, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and said, "I want to look at calligraphy and paintings, or books, preferably from ten thousand years ago."

The clerk smiled brightly: "You have come to the right place, the entire Floating Star, except for us, there are very few things from 1 years ago."

The clerk said, turned and went inside the house, and came out again, holding a metal box in his hand.

"Be careful, this is a valuable item, you can only look at it, you can't touch it." The clerk carefully opened the box, and there was a yellowed book inside, with the words "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" written on it. Much like an ancient book.

Feng Yan frowned: "I can't read it, how can I tell the truth?"

The clerk smiled: "In these days, who can tell the authenticity, otherwise, this book has gone to the museum long ago, how can it still be here with us, whether you can buy the real thing depends on your luck?"

Feng Yan said: "How many star coins does this cost?"

The clerk quoted: "[-], as long as [-] star coins, you can take it away."

fifty thousand......

Qin Nan was tongue-tied, how much credit is this? He moved his fingers and counted, wishing he could turn around and leave immediately.

Feng Yan shook his head: "Forget it, I'll look at other items."

The clerk seemed a little anxious, and said with a smile: "If you want to read it, it's not impossible. I'll turn a few pages for you. You can touch it, but you can't damage it."

Feng Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he signaled the clerk to open the book.

Without touching the real thing, he can't tell the authenticity only by visual inspection. If this ancient book is genuine, he will be lucky.

The clerk opened a few pages of the book, and the handwriting inside was very neat, like a manuscript.

only......

Fakes are not real.

Feng Yan touched the texture of the paper, glanced at the words on it, his disappointment flashed, and he said slowly: "I still don't want it, thank you very much."

The clerk straightened his face, and immediately became unhappy, just as an old saying goes, it's faster to turn your face than to turn a book.

"You have seen it, touched it, touched it, and checked it. Do you still want to?" The clerk was aggressive, and his tone became sharp, with a threatening posture.

Feng Yan paused, glanced at the people looking around, and looked at the clerk apologetically: "Sorry, I suddenly remembered that I don't have enough money."

The clerk's expression turned ugly, and he closed the box with a "snap!", "I don't have any money to look at antiques, but you look decent in your clothes."

Feng Yan didn't take it seriously, but Qin Nan became angry when the store boss had seen many bullies: "What did you say?"

The clerk glared: "Say you!"

Feng Yan grabbed Qin Nan and signaled him to calm down. After all, this is someone else's territory: "Forget it, let's go."

Qin Nan stepped out of the store with a swollen face, complaining dissatisfiedly: "What kind of attitude is he, why does he look down on people, you are still a student of the Imperial College, the things you don't want must be fakes. "

Feng Yan smiled gently: "It is indeed a fake."

"What?" Qin Nan's eyes widened.

Feng Yan said slowly: "That book is Nine Chapters on Arithmetic, it looks like the real thing, but the things written in it are really unflattering. Twelve times fourteen equals 38, and it is full of typos. Otherwise, it will be a lie. It is still possible to deceive people, after all, it must not be easy to imitate such an ancient book."

Qin Nan became happy, without doubting what his friend said at all: "I knew it, that must be a black shop, let's go to another place to look."

Feng Yan nodded: "Okay."

A few people went to several shops, and finally Feng Yan only bought one coin, which was the park's 1 21 yuan coin, and it is rare to keep it until now.Buy it, just as a commemorative memory of the [-]st century.

After leaving the market, it was already dark.

Feng Yan glanced at Aiweier, and thought to himself how to send him away: "You go to the hotel to book a room first, we will come after we have a stroll, and then we will contact you through the communicator."

Ai Weier shook his head: "No, you are poor in physical fitness, my father prevented me from leaving, and I must protect you."

Feng Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, protection, it should be surveillance.He smiled and said, "With Qin Nan here, don't worry, we can't go far."

Aiweier was steadfast, no matter what Feng Yan said, he just wouldn't leave.

Seeing this, Feng Yan didn't try to persuade him much, and thought about it for a while, and then said: "Then let's go eat first, then go to the hotel together, and come to the black market tomorrow to have a look." Anyway, it's getting late, and there's no rush now, tomorrow There is always opportunity in the black market.

"Okay." Aiweier breathed a sigh of relief, and only stared at Feng Yan more closely. Today, the young master is very mysterious, and his temper is also very wrong, and he never knew that the young master actually understands ancient characters. All of this made him feel very disturbed.

A few people found a nearby restaurant, and after eating, Feng Yan was about to pay the bill.

"Hello, you have already paid."

Feng Yan was slightly taken aback, what's going on?

Qin Nan looked around in surprise, he didn't remember meeting any acquaintances just now.

Aiweier was restless, and his heart was even more disturbed. He remembered that the young master had no friends at all except Qin Nan. Who would be so kind to invite them to dinner, let alone, here is still in Sailuo.

At this time, a man in a black suit came over. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a stern face and hawk-like eyes, making him look imposing: "Hello, our boss would like to invite you to come over. "

Aiweier looked warily: "Who is your boss?"

Qin Nan rolled his eyes at him, isn't this nonsense?It's no wonder people are willing to say it, but this man looks so fierce, he also has some worries.

The man ignored them, and only turned his gaze to Feng Yan, waiting for his answer.

Feng Yan was silent for a while, and had an answer in his heart, and asked unhurriedly, "What does he want from me?"

The man said: "I just want to ask you to do me a favor."

Feng Yan smiled faintly: "Lead the way." The man used honorifics, and said that he wanted to ask him for help, as long as there is no danger, it's okay to go and have a look.Moreover, Feng Yan felt that the man's boss should be looking for him because of the antiques. He thought about it carefully, and today he only made a splash on Thirteenth Street once.

"Please." The man was very satisfied with his straightforwardness, and took the lead to lead the way.

Several people left the restaurant, came to a club not far away, and took the elevator to the top floor.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, Feng Yan immediately found a familiar figure. They had met in Tranquility to Yuan Store before. Thanks to his mental strength, he had the ability of photographic memory.

The figure stepped forward and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is James. Please forgive me if I take the liberty to ask you to come here."

Aiweier was angry: "I have invited you all, so why do I apologize?"

Feng Yan's eyes flashed, and he realized that he seemed to have underestimated Aiweier. Whoever said he had no brains, he was actually very smart. No wonder the original owner had no friends. Based on Aiweier's attitude, even if the original owner had friends, he would probably have friends. Offended by him.

Feng Yan felt that Lei Ha and his son actually didn't want the original owner to make friends at all, because only in this way could they firmly control the original owner. Qin Nan was an accident, and the original owner would definitely remember the grace of saving his life. They are poor and have no background, so they didn't stop them.

James' complexion was a little bad, and there seemed to be something rolling in his eyes, which was a little frightening.

Feng Yan calmly said, "This servant is ignorant, don't take offense."

Aiweier's face changed, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it.

James' expression eased: "Where, I'm too abrupt, the boss is right in front, I'll take you there, please."