His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Su Zhe knows that betting on stones can make money, but most of them are just variant gambling.He knew a production director who threw at least half of his wealth into stones. Even so, the producer still enjoyed it, and repeatedly declared that "this is not gambling, this kind of thing can't be faked, even if the seller I don’t know if there is any good stuff in it, it all depends on your eyesight.” He laughed at that time, and he didn’t believe it, but today he has seen it, and he can actually make glass into stone.

Su Zhe recalled the stone, it looked flawless, and it was impossible to tell it was fake.However, since you have found an opportunity to make money, how can you let it go?He also kept an eye on it, and first asked the young man about the situation.

"Brother, you can find Zhang Yan in the private room and leave when the time comes." The boy said positively.

"I... don't have much confidence, it's the first time I've done this kind of thing." Su Zhe said in a low-key manner.

"Then you can say that the person who brought the goods knows what they are looking at. They are either here to practice their hands or to pick up leaks, and they don't need money. Even if the other party doesn't believe it, they won't mind. I've done this before." The boy approached quietly Authentic, "Generally speaking, as long as you can tell the truth, or at least convince the other party, the other party will give you some thanks."

Su Zhe felt that the young man was really well-behaved, much better than Xiang Bei's first impression. He hugged the young man's shoulders and said, "Can you come and help? If you have income, let's split half and half. By the way, you still want to see Yu, right?"

"Yes." The young man looked at his grandfather, nodded indiscernibly, and said, "Okay, let's go together. I've been working in this film for a while, at least I won't let others lie to you."

What a child!

According to the boy's instruction, Su Zhe told the guests that they would not accept door-to-door visits. They could find a private room in a teahouse and try it out. There was no guarantee, just show it to them. The guests understood and expressed that they didn't mind.

The first person was a fat man, holding a blue and white porcelain long-necked bottle, and said casually and somewhat frivolously: "Yuan Qinghua, take a look."

Narration box: Poor man, his wife is already planning to divorce him, and she is smashing his pile of fake antiques at home. The Yuanqing flower in his hand is the one that cheated him the most, and the only genuine one he owns He didn't know that the antique was an imitation of Tang Sancai. He just thought it was a modern handicraft. At this moment, his wife's hammer was about to fall on the real thing, poor man!

Su Zhe: "..."

This is the second longest narration after Xiang Bei's inner monologue.

"Is your wife at home?" The matter was urgent, and Su Zhe couldn't help but get straight to the point.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, with a subtle expression on his face: "What does this have to do with my wife?"

"Your wife is about to smash your Tang Sancai." Su Zhe said directly.

"How do you know that I have Tang Sancai?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then he said nonchalantly, "If you smash it, you can smash it. I have someone identify it as a handicraft. Besides, there is no Tang Sancai in the world. They are all in museums... "

"It's an imitation of Tang Sancai, and it's also an antique." Su Zhe hurriedly said, "Your wife is smashing your things, and she's about to hit that one!"

The fat man was stunned for a few seconds, then shivered suddenly, took out his cell phone tremblingly, and when he got connected, there was a man's voice on the other end, and he hurriedly said, "Hey, Lao Li? Come to my house quickly, That prodigal bitch is smashing my antiques! Hurry up and save that Tang Sancai no matter what, I... I like that one the most, there are already fools who want to buy it, hurry up!"

It seems that this fat man is not scheming, he didn't tell the truth, Su Zhe silently swallowed the sentence "Your wife wants to divorce you", maybe he already knew it.

Fatty put down the phone and fidgeted for a while, then suddenly realized, pointed at Yuan Qinghua and said, "Sir, what about this...?"

"Fake." Su Zhe said bluntly.

"I knew it!" Fatty slapped the table and said angrily, "Jiang...will die!"

Strangely, the fat man didn't ask Su Zhe how he knew these things. He put away his previous frivolity and left very politely. When he was done, he took out an envelope and handed it to the boy. In terms of thickness, if there are hundreds of yuan bills, there are almost a thousand pieces in it. I have to feel that this business is really easy to do!

When Su Zhe was feeling emotional, he noticed the young man's expression of hesitation, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with what I did?"

"It's nothing, just... Do you want to try to point out the characteristics of things in the future, such as where there is a fake, whether there is a problem with the signature, whether the technical time is wrong, etc., so it will be more convincing." The young man It seems that he is trying his best to be tactful and authentic, but the effect is not very good, after all, he is a young man.

Su Zhe also thought about this approach, the problem is that he can't do it, how can he know that antiques are all about cheating!

"This... let's talk about it later." Hearing this, Su Zhe thought it might be a one-off sale. If he really met a knowledgeable person, he would be dumbfounded if he had doubts about the conclusion and asked him to produce evidence.

The second one is a middle-aged man with a shy belly and a kind face. When he came in, he smiled and said, "Mr. Trouble."

"No trouble, please sit down." Su Zhe said quickly.

The middle-aged man took out a small wooden box, which was very luxurious just by looking at it. After opening, there was a brocade mat inside, and a small bowl was embedded in the center of the brocade mat. Su Zhe knew this thing, it was called Jianzhan, but other than the name Just know nothing.

"Please hold your palm." Compared with the fat man, the middle-aged man is very calm, no matter whether it is true or not, he is polite and does not offend others.

Su Zhe sat still and waited for a while, until the eyes of the middle-aged man showed doubts, and the narration box finally appeared without hesitation: How can there be such a blessing in life, the daughter-in-law just gave birth to a granddaughter, and the son got another Promoted, his wife's cancer diagnosis is benign, not only can he retire early, but the company has already issued an olive branch to re-employ, under such an experience, it doesn't matter even if he spends a lot of money to buy a fake product!

Su Zhe: "..."

Why is there a long paragraph of irrelevant words every time, no one cares about other people's lives when appraising an antique!

"Sir?" the middle-aged man said softly.

"Cough, it's fake." Su Zhe said helplessly.

The middle-aged man blinked and said, "You... just sit there and watch? Don't you need to get closer and take a look?"

Su Zhe saw the young man gesturing violently behind the middle-aged man with an anxious expression on his face, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "No, oh, by the way, congratulations on having a granddaughter, and don't worry about your wife's tumor, yes benign."

The middle-aged man sat across the table in a daze for a long time before waking up. He hurriedly covered the box, bowed his head and backed out. Of course, the envelope was indispensable, thicker and thicker than the fat man's.

Su Zhe just looked at it all the way, and when he met those who had heard of it, he took a closer look, and those who hadn't heard of it directly drew conclusions, and the narration box was the same, every time there was a lot of nonsense, but fortunately these nonsense, otherwise he would can judge.However, not everyone believed what he said. Rather, most people didn't believe it or half believed it. After all, he sometimes couldn't even name things.In the middle, I met a guy who was testing the weight, came in and put the things away, sat on the seat and kept his mouth shut without saying a word. The narration box only said that it was a fake product, as for the name, there was nothing about it, but this person’s information was just plain. , It was all about the trajectory of his life in the past two days, he couldn't help it, after saying "fake", the guest sneered, picked up his things and walked away without looking back.

This busy work lasted for an hour. Because Su Zhe read it too fast, the amount was quite a lot. He took more than a dozen red envelopes, which was a considerable income. At least he was very satisfied, but he didn’t plan to read it later. He is afraid of side effects, and it is the truth for newcomers to accept as soon as they are good.

Su Zhe took the boy to change the private room of a coffee shop. It is a bit out of tune to open a coffee shop in Antique Street, but the dishes of this shop have become Western-style fast food similar to KFC, and many young people sit in it.

Su Zhe directly gave the boy half of his income. Although he felt distressed, he was an old hand, so there was no reason to help a stranger like him for free.

Holding the envelope, the young man said awkwardly, "Brother, you are more like a fortune teller than a palm eye."

Su Zhe said dumbfoundedly: "I've never done this job, no matter what, it's good to make money."

"It's only ten thousand yuan." The young man shook his head and sighed, "Brother, you are too easy to be satisfied, you are so capable, a palm like mine is worth a hundred thousand!"

"Then your family can't afford to rent a shop along the street?" Su Zhe joked.

"I have CDs in my palms, it consumes blood!" The young man said unconvinced, "I don't want to watch it, otherwise I would not be a god!"

Su Zhe smiled, took out the jade and said, "Anyway, my purpose of coming here today is to sell this piece of jade."

"Can I see?" The boy's eyes lit up, so he asked first.

"Please."

The boy couldn't wait to take it, and studied it together with his grandfather for a while, and suddenly burst into a surprise cry: "This is the one, that's right!"