I want this copybook.

As soon as Qin Hao's words came out, not only Xu Yue was stunned, but also the stall owner.

Then, he nodded hurriedly and said: "Okay, okay, I will help the little brother install it now."

With that said, he reported his bank card number to Qin Hao, as if he was afraid that Qin Hao would regret it the next moment.

Soon, a bank message was sent to the phone.

The stall owner was extremely excited when he saw 20,000 yuan entered into his account.

"Qin Hao, you idiot, did you really spend 20,000 yuan on it?"

Xu Yue stamped her feet angrily, with an annoyed look on her face.

How could I meet such a stupid person?

The copybook was not big. Qin Hao folded it and put it directly into his pocket. He smiled and said, "This may be really authentic."

Xu Yue rolled her eyes and said speechlessly: "Where are there so many authentic calligraphy? Do you really think that the scrawled handwriting is the original handwriting of Wang Xizhi?"

Qin Hao smiled and said: "It doesn't have to be Wang Xizhi's original calligraphy. It can also be other calligraphers, such as Yan Zhenqing."

"Uh..." When Xu Yue heard this, she almost ran away in anger.

Is it good that Yan Zhenqing writes regular script?

Now, she knew that Qin Hao didn't know anything about antiques or even some famous paintings by famous people in ancient China.

Next, Qin Hao looked at several stalls, but there were no good products.

Finally, he followed Xu Yue to an antique shop in the antique street.

This store is very large and decorated in an antique style. Walking inside, it feels very historical.

The store operates in a wide range, including calligraphy and painting, porcelain, Buddhist beads, etc.

Xu Yue walked around for a while, then picked up a vase and asked: "Boss, how much does this cost?"

The shop owner was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a robe. Hearing Xu Yue's words, he came closer and said with a smile: "This is porcelain from the Tang Dynasty, five hundred thousand."

"Five hundred thousand?" Xu Yue was stunned for a moment, then took the vase and looked around.

I found that not only the pattern on the surface of this vase is beautiful, but the bottom is also old and has a sense of history.

After looking at it for a while, Xu Yue nodded and said, "Well, boss, I want this."

Qin Hao on the side was shocked when he heard what she said and said: "What? Are you crazy? Five hundred thousand, you just bought it like this?"

Xu Yue glanced at him and said calmly: "Nonsense, this is a genuine product, not a fake on the street stall."

"How do you know this is not a fake?" Qin Hao was speechless.

Do you think that if a store is well decorated, it won’t sell fake goods?

Haven't you ever heard that antiques are only as good as real or fake, and it really depends on your eyesight?

The shop owner does not guarantee the authenticity.

"Haha... If you can't afford it, don't say it's a fake."

At this time, a contemptuous voice came.

Qin Hao looked back and saw a man wearing Armani walking over.

The man came to Qin Hao with a touch of disdain on his face and said: "If you don't have money to buy it for this beauty, just say so. Why should you say it's a fake?"

Qin Hao's face was stunned.

What should I buy her?

Xu Yue also frowned.

When the man saw that Qin Hao was silent, he smiled lightly and then looked at Xu Yue.

Seeing Xu Yue's appearance, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he did not show it, but said politely: "Hello, my name is Zhou Qingyao, how about I buy this vase for you?"

Xu Yue frowned slightly and said calmly: "No need."

Zhou Qingyao smiled and said, "You're welcome, beauty. I see you like this vase very much, so I'll buy it for you."

Zhou Qingyao thought Xu Yue and Qin Hao were lovers. Xu Yue liked the bottle, but Qin Hao had no money to buy it.

How could he not show off such a good opportunity?

"No need." Xu Yue replied lightly.

With that said, she put the vase back in its place.

"No." Seeing this, Zhou Qingyao's face became anxious. He threw a bank card to the shopkeeper and said, "I want this vase."

The shop owner was so happy that he immediately ran to swipe his card.

Zhou Qingyao looked at Xu Yue and said with a smile: "Beauty, I bought this vase and gave it to you, how about it?"

A flash of displeasure flashed across Xu Yue's face, and she wanted to speak.

However, Qin Hao grabbed her, shook his head and said with a smile: "If someone is willing to be taken advantage of, let him pretend to be cool."

When Zhou Qingyao heard Qin Hao's words, a flash of anger flashed across his face, especially when he saw him holding Xu Yue's hand, he felt even more unhappy.

You poor bitch actually has the nerve to despise me?

"What? Someone spent half a million dollars on a vase?"

"Well, you're a rich man, but I don't know if it's genuine?"

Other customers in the antique shop also gathered around and looked at Qin Hao and others with curious faces.

"Boy, you don't have money, so just tell me if you can't buy this vase for this beauty, so why bother pretending?" Zhou Qingyao looked at Qin Hao with a touch of ridicule on his face.

Qin Hao glanced at him and said calmly: "Who said I have no money? I just don't want to spend half a million to buy a fake."

A few days ago, he asked for 10 million from Mr. Ma, but he hasn't spent it yet.

How could there be no money?

"Haha... fakes?" Zhou Qingyao laughed a few times and said, "Do you know that this place is the same as the street stalls outside? How can it be possible to sell fakes here?"

"Who said there can't be fakes here? You have to be good at antiques." Qin Hao glanced at him and said scornfully: "Only a fool like you thinks that what is sold in the store is genuine."

"You!" Zhou Qingyao's face turned red, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

How dare this kid scold him?

It's really abominable.

At this time, the shop owner came back by swiping the card and politely returned the card to Zhou Qingyao.

"Boy, you are right. Not all the goods here are authentic, but... I dare to say that this is a genuine porcelain from the Tang Dynasty." Zhou Qingyao looked at Qin Hao and sneered: "You know I am

Who? I am the young master of the Zhou family."

"What? The young master of the Zhou family?"

"The Zhou family seems to be a family that deals in antiques."

When everyone heard Zhou Qingyao's words, they were all stunned.

When Zhou Qingyao heard everyone's discussion, he looked at Qin Hao with pride on his face and said with a smile: "When I was a kid, when you were still playing with mud, I was playing with antiques at home."

"I have touched more antiques than you have read in books."

"I have already seen this vase. The glaze is smooth and there are old marks. It is genuine porcelain from the Tang Dynasty."

"Now...do you still doubt me?"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Qingyao looked at Qin Hao with a mocking face.

He thought that after Qin Hao knew his identity, he would definitely not dare to talk nonsense again.

However, Qin Hao still shook his head and said: "Even if you traveled back from ancient times, I have to say... this vase is a fake."

"You!" Zhou Qingyao's face turned gloomy when he heard Qin Hao's words.

However, before he could speak, Qin Hao glanced at the shopkeeper first, then looked at the vase and said: "The shopkeeper said this is a porcelain from the Tang Dynasty, but it is not the case."

"This is a cloisonné enamelware. Silver wire is welded to the copper body to make patterns, and then it is filled with glazes of various colors."

"It has to be filled in more than five times in total, sintered five times, and then polished out."

"Although this vase looks a bit old, and there are even a few faint cracks on the body, this is just a common trick in the antique industry."

"This is a current imitation. It doesn't take two months to make a vase like this."

Qin Hao shook his head and laughed as he spoke.

"This..." Xu Yue couldn't help being slightly stunned when she saw Qin Hao's delicate face.

"This little brother said it so clearly. It can't be true or false, right?"

"It's very possible that not everything here is authentic."

"Well, it would be stupid to spend half a million to buy a fake bottle."

The people around were talking incessantly.

Zhou Qingyao's face turned red when he heard what everyone said. He looked at Qin Hao and sneered: "What you said makes sense, but who knows whether it is true or false?"

Everyone nodded after hearing Zhou Qingyao's words.

This handsome young man has a good idea, but... who knows whether it is true or false?

"I can prove it!"
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