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

"You girl, you said you didn't listen?" Seeing this, Xu Lin said with a stern face, "You are not allowed to do this again in the future."

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

Qin Hao waved his hand and smiled and said, "It's okay."

"Look at how generous Mr. Qin is. Look at you again. You are so kind to you." Xu Lin turned his head and said to Xu Yue, making Xu Yue roll his eyes again.

"You have to communicate with Mr. Qin in the future, which will be beneficial to your martial arts." Xu Lin said.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, looked at Qin Hao, and smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, do you know anything about antiques?"

Qin Hao was stunned and asked, "Why is Mr. Xu asking 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 know about antiques. So, if Mr. Qin has time, I want you to accompany her and help you, so you young people have a good exchange."

"Uh..." Qin Hao was speechless when he heard this.

What made me help with is fake?

Let's communicate well is your purpose, right?

Of course, Xu Yue also understood her grandfather’s thoughts. Hearing this, he couldn’t help but say coquettishly: “Grandpa, who wants to communicate with him? I just need to buy it myself. Seeing him like this, how can I know what antiques you see?”

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

Since he awakened his Heavenly Eyes, Qin Hao has never been to Antique Street.

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

Maybe you can get some bargains.

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

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

When Xu Yue heard this, she rolled her eyes directly.

However, in the end, she agreed and asked Qin Hao to go with her.

The main reason is that she really doesn't understand antiques.

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

The Antique City is an antique antique professional street about two kilometers long, mainly dealing in ancient ceramics, famous paintings, four treasures of the study, jade jadeware, etc., as well as different types of artworks that intersect the old and the new.

Taking Xu Yue's car, the two of them arrived at the Antiques City soon.

Walking in the antique city, Qin Hao's face was slightly stunned.

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

Unexpectedly, there are many young people like him.

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

The antique city is two kilometers long. There are vendors who set up street stalls in front, and some shops with antique decorations behind.

After Xu Yue got off the car, she just wanted to go straight to the shop behind.

However, Qin Hao held her back.

"What are you doing?" Xu Yue looked at him in confusion.

"Let's go for a walk first, maybe there is something good to pick up." Qin Hao smiled.

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

Do you think this guy really thinks it is a TV series?

How can there be so many bargains?

Qin Hao ignored her, but began to walk slowly in front of some small vendors.

"This guy, come and see, this is Zhang Daqian's famous painting."

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

"Look at me, this is the bracelet of Jinsun."

“…”

Small vendors kept greeting Qin Hao.

Qin Hao smiled and nodded, but he did not stop.

"Look, waste 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, are impatient and have difficulty in improving their martial arts path."

Qin Hao put his hands on his back, looking like he was warning the younger generation.

Xu Yue was so angry that her teeth itched when she saw him like this.

This guy is not as old as hers, and he looks old-fashioned.

It's really annoying.

"Um?"

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

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

For example, "Pictures of Lady of Tang Workers", "Pictures of Residences in Fuchun Mountain", "Pictures of Hundred Horses", etc.

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

"Brother, come and see my calligraphy and paintings, they are all good products."

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

Especially when I saw that both of them were young people in their twenties, I felt even more happy.

"Brother, little sister, just take a look, I'll give you a real thing."

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

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

Qin Hao looked at him speechlessly and said, "I said, boss, are we so stupid and so easy to cheat? Are you genuine? Are you still setting up a street stall?"

"Uh..." The stall owner smiled awkwardly when he heard this, and said, "Isn't it just a little exaggerating? Although these are imitations, they are also very old. Look at this paper."

"I can see it myself." Qin Hao interrupted him directly.

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

This copybook has yellowed paper, wrinkles, blurred fonts, sloppy and messy.

"My brother has a good eye. I asked this copybook from a fighter. I heard it was dug out in an ancient tomb of the Song Dynasty. Looking at this arrogant and unsatisfied writing, it may be the original work of the saint of calligraphy Wang Xizhi. Is there still seals in the corner?"

The stall owner said a lot.

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

The stall owner pondered for a while and said, "Well, although it may be the original work of Wang Xizhi, after all, it has not been approved, and I can't charge you too high a price. Let's do this, 20,000."

"What? Twenty thousand?"

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

"Miss, you are wrong. I still saw the guy with a slight interest, so I sold it. Others, at least 100,000!"

The stall owner had a face and looked serious, as if someone else would buy it, and he would really sell it for 100,000 yuan.

Xu Yue looked at Qin Hao and said seriously: "Qin Hao, you can't sell it. I don't think it's worth even if I make twenty dollars."

Qin Hao waved and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Xu Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

She was really afraid that Qin Hao would be furious for a while, so she bought 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, 20,000 is only 20,000. I will transfer it to you now. I want this copybook."
Chapter completed!