After playing for a while, Lin Yiming returned Ye Mingzhu to Tang Luo.

Tang Luo put it away casually, thought of something, and asked, "Hey, Lao Lin, you know that this Xuande furnace is fake, why do you still buy it?"

"As a gift."

"Ah? As a gift for Old Man Chu?"

Tang Luo was stunned and asked.

"yes."

Lin Yiming nodded.

"Do you buy a fake Xuande furnace as a gift?"

"Or what if it is? Why should I give him the real Xuande furnace? Anyway, I am the number one prodigal son in China Overseas. I will give him a fake Xuande furnace. The Chu family can only talk about me behind my back, saying that I have a lot of money and are fooled and cheated... If they want to talk, just talk!"

Lin Yiming said with a smile.

"Uh, are you going to give the fake ones as real?"

Tang Luo was a little speechless.

"Of course, I don't like Old Man Chu, but I can't help myself in the world. My birthday party invitations have been sent, and I have to go there, so I'll go there."

Lin Yiming nodded and said.

"Okay, you won!"

Tang Luo was convinced.

"If it were the Xuande Lun, I would keep it myself. Will I give it to him? I think it's beautiful!"

Lin Yiming said smugly.

"Lao Lin, how did you know that this Xuande furnace is fake?"

"Although I don't know antiques, I understand people's hearts! Last time, my grandson praised a broken jade pendant and sold it to me for a hundred thousand yuan... I really believed it, but after identification, it was only worth a few hundred yuan!"

"Haha, with your young master Lin's temper, why didn't you come back and smash the stall for him?"

Tang Luo asked with a smile.

"There are rules in this industry and are out of sight. It means that you don't have enough eyesight and don't go back to find trouble... If you really go back to find trouble, you will break the rules."

Fatty Lin shook his head.

"In other words, if you are cheated, you have to admit it, right?"

"right."

Fatty Lin nodded.

"So that's how it is."

After Tang Luo finished speaking, he walked towards a stall next to him.

"What, there is something good again?"

Fatty Lin quickly followed.

"Um."

Tang Luo nodded and bent down to pick up a blue and white porcelain bowl.

“How to sell?”

"Thirty thousand!"

The street stall owner is a monkey-faced man. He looked at him and quoted the price.

"What's the origin?"

Lin Yiming asked.

"It turned out to be Mr. Lin. This is the blue and white porcelain bowl of the official kiln in the Qing Dynasty. It has a very good quality..."

The street stall owner introduced it, and secretly regretted that the offer was too low. If he saw Master Lin just now, he would open his mouth and shout 300,000!

"Official kiln? Who are you plaguing? How could the blue and white porcelain bowls of the official kiln be worth 30,000!"

Lin Yiming rolled his eyes.

"Mr. Lin, I didn't lie to you. This is an official kiln from the Guangxu period. There is still a money-making at the bottom!"

The street stall owner hurriedly said.

Tang Luo turned over and found that there was a signature on the bottom of the porcelain bowl.

"I will buy it for ten thousand yuan, will I sell it?"

"If you don't sell, I will charge more than this price."

The street stall owner shook his head.

"If you want to buy it, I'll give it a real price, 25,000 yuan, it can't be lower."

Tang Luo pretended to be considerate, and Lin Yiming was also curious, is this bowl a treasure?

Even the official kiln blue and white porcelain bowls in the Guangxu period were not worth much money, and they were far from that night pearl!

Just as Lin Yiming was making random guesses, Tang Luo picked up an ancient book from the street stall.

"What era is this book?"

"Books from the Qianlong period of Qing Dynasty."

The street stall owner glanced at it and said casually.

Tang Luo noticed the expression of the street stall owner and felt aroused in his heart.

"I am usually very interested in these ancient books. The blue and white porcelain bowl plus this book is 25,000 yuan. If you sell it, you can sell it. If you don't sell it, you won't forget it."

"this……"

The street stall owner hesitated. He took back this ancient book in the countryside. At that time, five or six books cost only one or two hundred yuan.

"Not selling? Then forget it."

Tang Luo said, put down the blue and white porcelain bowls and ancient books, and turned around and left.

"Don't, I'll sell you two, 25,000!"

The street stall owner saw that Tang Luo was about to leave, and was anxious and hurriedly said.

"Okay, then wrap it up."

Tang Luo nodded and took out his bank card.

The street stall owner was a little suspicious, and he vaguely felt something was wrong.

But he couldn't think of what was wrong.

"Hey, are you still selling it?"

Tang Luo urged him.

"Sell, sell, of course!"

The street stall owner nodded and swiped his bank card.

"No more look at anything else?"

"I won't watch it anymore."

Tang Luo shook his head. He had seen everything just now, and the rest were all garbage!

After walking far away, Lin Yiming hurriedly asked, "Old Tang, which one is the treasure!"

"Here, isn't this a baby?"

Tang Luo threw the blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand to Lin Yiming.

Lin Yiming took it over and looked at it a few times: "How is it possible that a broken little porcelain bowl can catch your old Tang's eyes?"

"Haha, it's more than 20,000 yuan."

"Come on, I guess you don't even have tens of millions of dollars to attack!"

Lin Yiming said with a pout.

"Okay, actually, what I really like is this ancient book."

Tang Luoyang Yang's ancient books looked a little excited.

Because he discovered that the spiritual energy of this ancient book is even stronger than that of the Night Pearl!

"This ancient book doesn't look like a treasure, is it a peerless martial art?"

Lin, guessed.

"Ancient books are not treasures, but there is a mezzanine in the pages!"

After Tang Luo finished speaking, he gently tore open the outer skin of the ancient book little by little, revealing a thin layer inside!
To be continued...