"What does it mean to show off, Old Tang? Let me tell you, there is a lot of knowledge here! Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about the jargon of the antique world. How much do you know?"

Lin Yiming asked.

Tang Luo looked at Lin Yiming and shook his head.

"Then let me tell you about this first. Do you know what 'palm eye' is?"

"have no idea."

"This is a jargon in the antique world, which means asking experienced experts to help identify it. This is called palm eye!"

"Oh, what else?"

"There are also blinding, blinding, taking medicine, and paying tuition. What these mean is that you bought a fake product and were blinded!"

"Haha, it's quite interesting, let's continue."

Tang Luo smiled and became somewhat interested.

"Then there are some 'hit, catch, play, eat, receive, chase, even, let...', please listen to me and tell you carefully."

Lin Yiming became more and more enthusiastic as he talked. Usually he had no place to show off, and most of the time he was deceived. Now that he finally had such a newbie, he felt so happy!

"Bangchui, do you know what it means?"

"Bangchui? Doesn't this mean silly in dialect?"

"Yeah, but in the antique world, it refers to those people who can't tell whether something is good or bad, old or new, and are always deceived into buying fakes."

Lin Yiming explained.

"Oh, like you, right?"

Tang Luo said with a smile.

"..."

Lin Yiming was speechless. Not to mention, his reputation in the antique world was quite resounding - Zhonghai's No. 1 Hammer, Zhonghai's No. 1 Prodigal Son.

Of course, he couldn't tell Tang Luo about such an embarrassing thing, he was just showing off his knowledge and showing off!

"Young Master Lin, you are here. Don't you want to take a look at the goods I just went to the countryside to collect the day before yesterday?"

A stall owner looked at Lin Yiming and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Well, just take a look."

Lin Yiming nodded and pulled Tang Luo over.

"Young Master Lin, is this your friend?"

The stall owner glanced at Tang Luo, and something strange flashed in his eyes. He couldn't be an expert, right? If he was an expert, how could he lie to this fat man?

"Well, my friend, take him to Antique Street to learn more about it."

Lin Yiming nodded.

When the stall owner heard this, he was relieved, it turned out to be a baby!

"Is there any good stuff this time?"

Lin Yiming squatted down and fiddled with things on the stall.

"Of course I have. You, Mr. Lin, are here. How can we not have good products!"

The stall owner grinned and pointed at the things on the stall.

"Why, Mr. Lin is not optimistic about it?"

"Fuck, stop fooling me with these rags, do you really think you are Mr. Lin? I don't understand?"

Lin Yiming said angrily.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, Mr. Lin, I will get you something good now!"

The stall owner kept smiling, then opened the bag behind him and took out a few things from it.

"I collected these from the countryside the day before yesterday. They are definitely treasures!"

"The stuff is good, Mr. Lin, I can't live without your money!"

Lin Yiming picked up a three-legged copper stove and looked at it carefully.

"Yes, yes, Master Lin is not short of money!" The stall owner nodded and looked at the three-legged copper stove in Lin Yiming's hand: "Master Lin, this is a good thing, the famous Xuande stove!"

"Is this a Xuande furnace? I also have one at home, but it doesn't look like this."

Lin Yiming frowned and said.

"Master Lin, Xuande furnace is a general term, and there are many styles! I got this from an old man in the countryside. He said it was an ancestral item of his family. He sold it to him because his grandson was seriously ill and needed money urgently.

Got me!"

The stall owner said seriously.

"Oh? Really?"

Lin Yiming nodded and looked more carefully.

Tang Luo, on the other hand, looked at the stall owner with a hint of amusement in his eyes!

This guy is lying!

Although he said it very seriously, Tang Luo saw through it at a glance!

He wanted to remind Lin Yiming to prevent this guy from being deceived.

But thinking that this guy had been showing off to him, he gave up the idea.

I guess this piece of shit isn't worth much, so if you're cheated, just be cheated. He, Young Master Lin, doesn't lack the money either!

"Young Master Lin, there are many Xuande furnaces, but there are very few real Xuande furnaces!"

The street stall owner saw Lin Yiming looking closely at him and continued to lie.

"How do you know this is the real Xuande furnace?"

Lin Yiming asked casually.

"I inquired carefully, and the old man said that his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather... During the Xuande period, he served as an official in the court, and Emperor Xuande personally rewarded him. It must be the real Xuande furnace!"

When the stall owner said this, he glanced at Lin Yiming and took out his mobile phone.

"Young Master Lin, if you don't believe it, I'll show you his family tree!"

"Family tree? Let me take a look."

Lin Yiming raised his head.

"Okay, here it is."

The stall owner handed the phone to Lin Yiming.

"The third one is the one who was an official during the Xuande period!"

"oh."

Lin Yiming nodded and returned the phone casually.

"How much does this thing cost?"

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"

The stall owner gritted his teeth and quoted a price.

He originally wanted 200,000 yuan, but he thought that the fat man was rich, so he quoted 550,000 yuan!

Last time, he sold a broken jade pendant that cost 300 yuan to Lin Yiming for 100,000 yuan!

At that time, when he saw Lin Yiming happily paying the money, he almost felt regretful. This was clearly a fool who had a lot of money!

Therefore, he thought that he must bleed this fat man heavily next time!

It can even be said that his Xuande Furnace was prepared for Lin Yiming, including the forged family tree.

"Five hundred and fifty thousand?"

Lin Yiming raised his eyebrows.

The street stall owner noticed Lin Yiming's expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said: "Young Master Lin, the price I charge is five hundred thousand. I'll sell it to you for another fifty thousand. It's not much, right?"

"Well, fifty thousand is not much!"

Lin Yiming nodded.

"Then Mr. Lin, what do you want?"

The stall owner was overjoyed and asked hurriedly.

"Yes, of course I want it. It's not expensive to buy a Xuande stove for fifty thousand yuan."

Lin Yiming nodded.

Hearing Lin Yiming's words, the stall owner's smile froze: "What? Fifty thousand?"
To be continued...