I want this copybook.

As soon as Qin Hao said something, not only Xu Yue was stunned, but even the stall owner was stunned.

Then, he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay, I will help the guy install it now."

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

Soon, a bank message came from the phone.

The stall owner was extremely excited when he saw that he had earned 20,000 yuan.

"Qin Hao, you stupid - Fork, did you really spend 20,000 yuan to buy it?"

Xu Yue stamped her feet in anger, looking angry.

Why did you meet such a stupid person?

The copybook is not big, Qin Hao folded it and put it directly into his pocket, and smiled and said, "This may be really the original one."

Xu Yue rolled her eyes and said speechlessly: "Where do you get so many authentic works? Do you really think that the handwriting is written in a sloppy way, which is the original running script of Wang Xizhi?"

Qin Hao smiled and said, "It may not be the original work of Wang Xizhi, but it can also be other calligraphers, such as Yan Zhenqing."

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

Is Yan Zhenqing good about regular script?

Now she knew that Qin Hao didn't know antiques and even some famous paintings 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 Antique Street.

This shop is large and decorated in antique style. Walking inside, it has a very historical atmosphere.

The store has a wide range of operations, including calligraphy, painting, porcelain, Buddhist beads, etc.

Xu Yue first glanced around, then picked up a vase and asked, "Boss, how much does this cost?"

The owner was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a long robe. When he heard Xu Yue's words, he came closer and said with a smile: "This is a porcelain from the Tang Dynasty, 500,000."

"Five hundred thousand?" Xu Yue was stunned for a moment, and looked up and down with the vase.

I found that the vase not only has beautiful patterns on the surface, but also has a very old bottom, which is very historical.

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

Qin Hao, who was standing beside him, was startled when he heard her words and said, "What? Are you crazy? Five hundred thousand, you just bought it like this?"

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

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

Do you think the store will not sell fakes if it is well decorated?

Have you never heard of antiques playing with real and fake? Does it really depend on your eyesight?

The store owner does not include genuine products.

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

At this moment, a contemptuous voice came.

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

The man came to Qin Hao with a faint disdain on his face and said, "If you don't have money to buy it for this beauty, just say it, why bother to say it's a fake?"

Qin Hao's face was stunned.

What should I buy for her?

Xu Yue also had a cluster of eyebrows.

When the man saw Qin Hao not speaking, he smiled lightly and then looked at Xu Yue.

Seeing Xu Yue's appearance, a stunning 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 lightly: "No need."

Zhou Qingyao smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite, beauties, I think you like this vase very much, so I'll buy it for you."

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

How could he not express such a good opportunity?

"No need." Xu Yue replied lightly.

As she said that, she put the vase back to its original place.

"No." Seeing this, Zhou Qingyao looked anxious and threw a bank to the owner, saying, "I want this vase."

The owner was extremely happy and immediately ran to swipe the card.

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

A hint of displeasure flashed across Xu Yue's face and wanted to speak.

However, Qin Hao grabbed her, shook his head and smiled, "Someone wants to be the sucker, just let him pretend."

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

You are such a poor guy, who is so embarrassed to despise me?

"What? Someone spent half a million to buy a vase?"

"Well, rich people, I just don't know if it's the real one?"

Other customers from the antique shop also surrounded him and looked at Qin Hao and others with curiosity.

"Boy, you don't have money. You can't buy this vase for this beauty and just say it, why bother to pretend to be a big head?" Zhou Qingyao looked at Qin Hao with a faint mockery on his face.

Qin Hao glanced at him and said lightly: "Who said I have no money? I just don't want to spend 500,000 to buy a fake product."

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

How could you have no money?

"Haha...fake?" Zhou Qingyao laughed a few times and said, "Do you know you think this place is the same as the street stalls outside? How can fakes be sold here?"

"Who said there can't be fakes here? Antiques are just eye-catching." Qin Hao glanced at him and said contemptuously: "It's just a fool like you who thinks that what you sell in the store is genuine."

"You!" Zhou Qingyao's face turned red, and his eyes were gloomy.

How dare this kid scold him?

It's really hateful.

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

"Boy, you're right. The goods here may not be all genuine, but... I dare say that this is a genuine porcelain from the Tang Dynasty." Zhou Qingyao looked at Qin Hao and sneered: "Do you know who I am? 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 engaged in the business of antiques."

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

Zhou Qingyao heard the discussion of everyone, looked at Qin Hao with a proud look on his face, and sneered: "When you were still playing with mud, I played with antiques at home."

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

"I have seen this vase. The glaze is bright and there are old marks. It is an authentic porcelain from the Tang Dynasty."

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

After saying that, 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 speak nonsense again.

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

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

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

"This is a cloisonné enamel device. Silver thread is welded to the copper body to make patterns, and then fill it with glaze of various colors."

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

"Although this vase looks a bit old and there are even a few faint cracks on the bottle, it is just a bitter meat scheme commonly used in the antique industry."

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

Qin Hao said, shaking his head and smiling.

"This..." Xu Yue was stunned when he saw Qin Hao's words with a very sensible face.

"This guy said so clearly, it's not true or false, right?"

"It's very likely that everything here may not be genuine."

"Well, if I spent 500,000 yuan to buy a fake bottle, I would be really stupid."

The crowd around was talking.

When Zhou Qingyao heard the words of everyone, his face turned red, he looked at Qin Hao, and sneered: "You are saying everything, but who knows whether it is true or false?"

When everyone heard Zhou Qingyao's words, they nodded one after another.

This handsome guy is very good at talking about it, but... who knows whether it is true or false?

"I can prove it!"
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