Xu Yue looked at Qin Hao with beautiful eyes, her delicate face showed dissatisfaction, as if she wanted to compete with Qin Hao again.

"You girl, you still don't listen?" Seeing this, Xu Lin said with a straight face: "Don't do this again in the future."

As he said that, he looked at Qin Hao and said with an apologetic look: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry."

Qin Hao waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay."

"Look at how generous Mr. Qin is, and look at you, you are such a little girl." Xu Lin turned to Xu Yue and said, making Xu Yue roll her eyes again.

"You must communicate well with Mr. Qin in the future. It will also be beneficial to your martial arts." Xu Lin said.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, looked at Qin Hao, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, do you know anything about antiques?"

Qin Hao looked stunned and asked, "Why does Mr. Xu ask this?"

Xu Lin smiled and said: "That's right, Yue'er is going to prepare an antique for her Grandpa Xu today, but she doesn't understand antiques, so if Mr. Qin is free, I want you to accompany him.

She'll go over and help with the eyes, so you young people can have a good exchange."

"Uh..." Qin Hao was speechless for a while when he heard this.

What makes me go to help Zhang Zhangyan? Is it fake?

Let us have a good communication is your purpose, right?

Of course, Xu Yue also understood her grandfather's thoughts. After hearing this, she couldn't help but said coquettishly: "Grandpa, who wants to communicate with him? I can just buy it myself. Seeing him like this, how can he know how to look at antiques?"

Qin Hao smiled and said, "Who said I don't understand?"

Qin Hao has never been to the antique street since he awakened to his clairvoyance.

Now that Xu Lin mentioned it, Qin Hao felt that he could indeed go and have a look.

Maybe something can be missed.

"Looking at your age, you are younger than me, right? Do you know how to read antiques?" Xu Yue looked suspicious.

Qin Hao put his hands behind his back, coughed lightly and said, "My ancestors were tomb robbers."

When Xu Yue heard this, she gave him a big roll of her eyes.

However, she finally agreed and asked Qin Hao to go with her.

Mainly because she really doesn't know much about antiques.

Tianhai Dongguan Antique City is the antique distribution center of Tianhai City and several nearby cities, and is also one of the top ten antique markets in the country.

Antique City is an antique professional street about two kilometers long. It mainly deals in old ceramics, famous paintings, four treasures of the study, jade and jade, etc., as well as different types of old and new works of art.

Sitting in Xu Yue's car, it didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at the antique city.

Walking in the antique city, Qin Hao couldn't help but look slightly stunned.

He thought that the people who came to visit the antique city were all elderly people.

I didn't expect that there are many young people like him.

Even some hot girls wearing short hot pants came to visit.

The Antique City is two kilometers long. In the front are some vendors setting up street stalls, and in the back are some antique-style shops.

After Xu Yue got off the car, she just wanted to go straight to the store at the back.

However, Qin Hao held her back.

"What?" Xu Yue looked at him puzzled.

"Let's go shopping first, maybe there are some good things we can pick up." Qin Hao said with a smile.

When Xu Yue heard this, she rolled her eyes in anger.

This guy, did he really think it was a TV series?

How can there be so many mistakes?

Qin Hao ignored her and began to walk slowly in front of some vendors.

"Brother, come and take a look. This is a famous painting by Zhang Daqian."

"Brother, come here, this is a famous painting from the Tang Dynasty."

"Look here, this is Jin Shenan's bracelet."

"..."

Each small vendor kept greeting Qin Hao.

Qin Hao smiled and nodded, but did not stop.

"Look, it's a waste of time."

Xu Yue looked at Qin Hao and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"Young people, don't be too impatient. Especially those who practice martial arts. If you are impatient, it will be difficult for you to make progress in martial arts."

Qin Hao put his hands behind his back, looking like he was admonishing a junior.

Seeing him like this, Xu Yue was so angry that her teeth itched.

This guy is not even older than her, but he has an old-fashioned attitude.

It's really annoying.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Qin Hao stopped in front of a street vendor.

This is a stall selling calligraphy and painting, with many famous paintings hanging on it.

For example, "Tang Gonglai Picture", "Fuchun Mountain Dwelling Picture", "Hundred Horses Picture", etc.

There are also calligraphy and paintings by Wang Wei, Su Shi, Li Tang, etc.

"Brother, come and take a look at these calligraphy and paintings of mine. They are all good stuff."

The stall owner was an old man in his sixties. When he saw Qin Hao and the others arriving, he looked enthusiastic.

Especially seeing that both of them are young people in their twenties, I feel extremely happy.

"Brother, little sister, just take a look, I guarantee you it's genuine."

"Look, this is Gu Kaizhi's, this is Su Shi's, this is...'

The stall owner pointed to some hanging calligraphy and paintings and introduced them one by one.

Qin Hao was speechless, looked at him, and said: "Say boss, do we look so stupid and so easy to deceive? Are these genuine? Then you are still setting up a street stall?"

"Uh..." Hearing this, the stall owner smiled awkwardly and said, "Aren't I exaggerating? Although these are imitations, they still have a sense of age. Look at this paper."

"Yes, yes, let me see for myself." Qin Hao interrupted him directly.

Qin Hao first flipped through it casually a few times, then pointed to a copybook and asked, "How much does this copybook cost?"

In this copybook, the paper is yellowed and wrinkled, the fonts are blurred, and the writing is messy.

"Brother, I have a good eye for this. I got this copybook from a doujia. I heard it was dug out from an ancient tomb in the Song Dynasty. Judging from the wild and immaculate handwriting, this copybook may be the original work of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi. Isn't that right?

, and there’s a seal in the corner.”

The stall owner talked a lot.

"Okay, boss." Qin Hao interrupted him directly and asked, "Just tell me, how much does this copybook cost?"

The stall owner pondered for a while and said: "Well, although it may be an authentic work by Wang Xizhi, after all, it has not been authenticated, so I can't charge you a high price. Let's do it, 20,000."

"What? Twenty thousand?"

As soon as the stall owner finished speaking, Xu Yue on the side widened her beautiful eyes and said angrily: "Twenty thousand is not a high price? Why don't you go and grab it? You can tell this copybook is fake at a glance, and you still sell it for 20,000?"

"Miss, you are wrong. I sold it for 20,000 yuan because I saw a good connection with the younger brother. For others, at least 100,000 yuan!"

The stall owner had a straight face and a serious expression, as if he would really sell it for 100,000 when others came to buy it.

Xu Yue looked at Qin Hao and said seriously: "Qin Hao, you can't sell it. I don't think this copybook is worth even 20 yuan."

Qin Hao waved and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

When Xu Yue heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid that Qin Hao would get mad and buy this copybook.

However, the next moment, Qin Hao's words made her vomit blood.

Qin Hao looked at the stall owner, smiled and said, "Well, boss, twenty thousand is twenty thousand. I will transfer it to you now. I want this copybook."
Chapter completed!