My son-in-law

Chapter 45

An antique that almost became a fake made a net profit of tens of millions in an instant. This is even more miraculous than magic!

"Brother, I really admire you. I didn't expect you to have such a deep knowledge of antique identification!" Sun Hao said from the bottom of his heart.

After finishing speaking, he took out a card from his pocket and stuffed it into Qin Chuan's hand: "I didn't bring any valuables with me when I went out. There are 100 million in it. Take the flowers first!"

"How can you collect money with little effort!" Qin Chuan refused.

"Brother, this is just my heart, you solved my heart disease!" Sun Hao said.

Seeing Sun Hao's persistence, Qin Chuan had no choice but to accept the card.

"Brother, I organized an auction the night after tomorrow and invite you to participate."

Qin Chuan nodded in agreement. In fact, he was also full of curiosity about the auction.

At night, Qin Chuan lay in bed for a long time unable to fall asleep, because he still had a heart disease that had not been cured.

"Now there is only 100 million in the account that can be used, and I still have more than enough energy to buy a house."

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan suddenly remembered the auction the day after tomorrow, so he had the idea of ​​picking up the leak.

On Saturday, the antique market was full of people. The antique market has been very hot these years, so many antique collectors and speculators have been born.

Although it was not the first time for Qin Chuan to visit the antique market, he didn't know much about it, so he walked around for half an hour before he figured out the antique market.

The antique market is divided into two areas. The first area is the shop, where there are many genuine items, but the price is relatively higher. The second area is the street stall, where most of the items are counterfeit, so the price is relatively cheap. , but it is also the most likely to have the occurrence of leakage.

Although Qin Chuan is very knowledgeable in antique appraisal, he is not familiar with the trading rules of the modern antique market. In order to find out the rules of the market, he decided to start by shopping in the shops.

When he came to the shop, the first thing he saw was a rusty bronze sword, but after just one glance, Qin Chuan knew it was a fake.

After visiting several stores one after another, Qin Chuan found many fakes that were used as antiques.

"It seems that the water in the antique market is very deep."

Qin Chuan was already thinking of quitting, so he decided to visit another shop at the end.

"Wenyuanzhai!" Qin Chuan murmured looking at the plaque on the door.

Before entering the shop, Qin Chuan heard a disdainful voice from inside.

"This is a fake, at most 500 yuan!"

Entering the shop, Qin Chuan saw an old man in shabby clothes with a hunchback figure, and opposite him was the shopkeeper with a stern face and arrogant words. On the counter between the two of them, there was a blue and white porcelain vase.

"Boss, this is passed down from my ancestors, how could it be fake?" said the old man.

"Hehe, are you questioning my appraisal ability? It's just my kindness. If it weren't for your urgent need for money, I wouldn't even give you 100 yuan!"

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, the old man fell into hesitation.

Qin Chuan kept his gaze fixed on the porcelain vase. Judging by his identification ability, this porcelain vase is definitely not a fake as the shop owner said, but authentic Ming Jingtai blue and white porcelain.

"Old man, think about it quickly, don't delay my business."

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, Qin Chuan said, "Grandpa, I will bid a thousand for this porcelain vase!"

Qin Chuan's words caught the shop owner's attention, and he said with a smirk: "Little brother, I'm afraid you have mistaken your identity, I am the boss here, and if you do this, you will break the rules of."

"Sorry, I'm not an insider. I only have one rule in my heart, that is, the highest bidder wins!" Qin Chuan said coldly.

As the boss who has been in the antique market all year round, Qin Chuan would never believe that the other party could not recognize the authenticity of this porcelain vase.

Something happened to the treasure that was about to arrive, and the boss of Wenyuanzhai blushed with anger, but he had no choice but to give up because there were customers in the store.

The old man between the two was a little confused. He had already been brainwashed by the shopkeeper's words, but after Qin Chuan made such a fuss, he didn't know what to do.

"If it wasn't for my son's illness, I would never have sold it anyway." The old man sighed affectionately.

"Master, I'm a doctor. If you trust me, you can bring him to the hospital to find me at any time." Qin Chuan said.

After hearing this, the uncle choked up his eyes and said, "If my son's illness can be cured, let alone this porcelain vase, I would be willing to be a cow or a horse."

"Don't worry, your son's illness is covered by me." Qin Chuan said.

Under the glare of the shopkeeper, Qin Chuan paid the old man 1000 yuan, and then left with the porcelain vase. Although he didn't know much about the antique market, judging from the fineness and integrity of the porcelain vase, the price was 100 million yuan. Definitely going crazy.

The first time he came to the antique market, he picked it up. Qin Chuan was very excited, but when he passed through an alley, there were a few gangsters in front of him. Don’t think about it, they must have been found by the boss of Wenyuanzhai. .

"Boy, quickly hand over the porcelain bottle!!"

Facing the intimidation, Qin Chuan was very indifferent: "What if you don't hand it over?"

"Hmph, then leave one leg." The gangster snorted coldly.

Qin Chuan hugged the porcelain bottle tightly with one hand, hooked the gangsters with the other hand and said, "Come on, let's go together!"

How could the arrogant gangsters stand this kind of provocation, so they rushed towards Qin Chuan angrily, but because the alley was too narrow, they could only walk forward one after the other.

In a blink of an eye, the gangsters came to Qin Chuan aggressively, and then shook their fists at him fiercely.

It was too late to say that, just when the fist was about to fall, Qin Chuan kicked it fiercely.

boom!

Several people fell a few meters away like dominoes, and the gangster who punched was even more tragic, spitting blood after falling to the ground.

"With this little ability, I still want to rob!" Qin Chuan snorted coldly.

Watching the wailing scene in the alley, Qin Chuan stepped over the hooligans with the porcelain bottle in his arms and left.

After returning home, Qin Chuan began to look at the blue and white porcelain vase seriously.

The bottle body is intact, and the pattern has not been damaged in any way, so it can be called a fine product.

After playing with it, Qin Chuan smiled knowingly. If he can realize this porcelain vase, he will have the money to buy a house.

The water in the antique industry is very deep. If you don't understand the market, you may become the second old man. Therefore, Qin Chuan remembered the auction that Sun Hao mentioned.

In the world of antiques, auctions have the highest premiums. As long as they are high-quality antiques, they can fetch sky-high prices at auctions, so Qin Chuan is also tempted to try it. Maybe this antique can be sold at a higher price. The market price is hundreds of thousands of transactions.

The next day, Qin Chuan received a call from Sun Hao. When he walked out of the house, he saw a brand new Rolls Royce parked at the door.

"Tsk tsk, it's nice to have money." Qin Chuan murmured.