Shang Xin and Li Zhirong didn't argue for long.

After a while, the two of them stood aside, as if they were ignoring who was the same child.

Zheng Xian was very envious of them when he saw them like this.

"Master Li, Master, let's go to the hotel first!"

Seeing that they were no longer arguing, Luo Hao hurriedly stepped forward and said, the two of them nodded at the same time, and Zheng Xian took them out of the airport together.

This International Appreciation Conference was held by the International Collection Association and has very high specifications.

Although only more than 70 countries have participated, the number is already quite large. After all, there are still many countries on the food and clothing line, and even the food and clothing line has not been solved, and there are not many real collectors in those countries.

Zheng Xian is a member of the International Collection Association. This time he came to pick up Shangxin, Li Zhirong, and Luo Hao.

Everyone got on a business car. After getting on the car, Shang Xin and Li Zhirong regained their friendship and discussed what famous collectors would bring this time to attend the conference and what kind of collections would they bring.

The conference will be held only after the postgraduate genius. Luo Hao and the others arrived early, so a five-star hotel was arranged for a rest here.

Even if they didn't arrange it, Luo Hao would have no problem booking a few hotel rooms.

Zheng Xian helped them check in and left. He had other people to pick him up. There were a lot of people coming in the past two days, and these Australian hosts were very busy.

"Luo Hao!"

As soon as Luo Hao put down his things in the room, Li Zhirong came to knock on the door.

"Master Li!"

Luo Hao hurriedly opened the door, and it was Li Zhirong outside the door.

"Have you ever been to Australia? Let's take it for a walk!"

"Okay, I'll call Master!"

Luo Hao hurriedly agreed, he had never been here before, but he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived, Li Zhirong was going to take him out.

"What are you asking him to rest? Let's go!"

Li Zhirong shook his head, and without saying a word, he pulled Luo Hao out. Luo Hao had no choice but to send a message to Shang Xin and ask him to have a good rest first.

It took more than ten hours to get from China to Hong Kong Island.

Although the private jet is very comfortable and can sleep, Shangxin is old after all, and he is really a little tired after such a long journey.

However, Li Zhirong, although he did not have enough time to fly the plane, had been there for so long, and when he arrived at the place, he was still energetic and much better than Shang Xin.

After leaving the hotel, Li Zhirong called a taxi directly. Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the place.

"Chinatown?"

Luo Hao asked in surprise when he saw the archway on the street. He didn't expect that Li Zhirong brought him to this place as soon as he arrived in Sydney.

Luo Hao is not unfamiliar with Chinatown. Although he has never seen it, he has heard of it many times.

There are many Chinatowns all over the world, where there are a large number of Chinese or Chinese people living in it.

There are many Chinese-style buildings in Chinatown, but most of them are the styles before the Republic of China. The same is true for this Chinatown in Sydney. The streets are not wide, but many of the shops on both sides of the road are all Chinese signs.

But most of these signs are traditional.

"Go in!"

Li Zhirong seemed to be very interested and had a clear destination. He took Luo Hao into Chinatown and did not stroll around, but walked straight inside.

Luo Hao followed behind him and looked at everything around him curiously.

After a while, they arrived at a very large shop. Li Zhirong walked in directly. Luo Hao paid attention to the store's signboard and Juyuanzhai.

The signboard is quite big, but it looks a bit like his Jubaozhai.

"Uncle Li, you are here!"

There was a man in his fifties in the store. When he saw Li Zhirong, he immediately came forward to greet him. Luo Hao entered the store and looked around.

This is an antique shop, but the style is somewhat different from that in China. Domestic products are placed on the counter, and there are also things on the counter, but there are shelves in the middle of the shop, and there are also many things on it.

There are shelves in the middle of the store, but there are no partitions. Be careful when walking in the store, don’t touch things on the shelves, otherwise the things on this shelves will be quite valuable.

"Jiang Kuan, let me introduce you to you. This is my apprentice, Luo Hao!"

Li Zhirong said to the man with a smile, and the man looked at Luo Hao, as if he was still curious.

"Jiang Kuan, take out your sword and I'll take a look!"

"Okay, wait!"

There were more than one man in the store. After Li Zhirong finished speaking, he entered the back of the store. The other two men in the store were busy with their own affairs and did not come.

"This store is an old store, opened by an old friend of mine, but he has passed away. Jiang Kuan is his son and took over this store!"

Li Zhirong took the opportunity to introduce the situation of this store to Luo Hao.

In foreign countries, it is not uncommon for father and son stores like this. Many stores are run by the older generation and then their children take over.

Li Zhirong and Jiang Kuan have a good relationship with their father, and Jiang Kuan is also considered his son and nephew.

After a while, Jiang Kuan took out a long box from behind and opened it directly for Li Zhirong to see.

Luo Hao was next to Li Zhirong. As soon as the things inside were opened, he could see clearly.

This is a seventeenth-century knight sword, with a thin sword style, a typical European style. The sword body is well preserved and also has a sword support.

This is the authentic product of the door opening. The sword body has already opened up and looks very sharp.

"Good, wrap it up for me!"

Li Zhirong looked at it a few times, then nodded, and took out a stack of dollars.

This is something he had agreed to before he came. He had seen the photos before, but had never seen the real thing.

Luo Hao knew that Li Zhirong had a lot of Western swords in his collection, and this time he had one more.

"Thank you Uncle Li!"

Jiang Kuan smiled honestly. He was not tall, slightly fat, and had little eyes. He looked like a domestic star with obvious small eyes. When he smiled, his eyes could hardly be seen.

"See if you have any of your favorite things, it's still very real here, all of them are genuine!"

Li Zhirong said to Luo Hao again, antique shops, especially those in foreign countries, are all genuine and not many.

Not to mention abroad, there are actually not many in China.

What really makes money in antique shops is fakes, not genuine ones. All antique shops have their own ways to avoid risks when selling these fakes.

First of all, he will not tell you clearly what era it is, he will only say which era it is, and he will not write it to you on the invoice. This is what era it is.

If you buy a fake, it only means that you have poor eyesight. Antique shops will not admit that they know it is a fake, but will only say that they have also slapped them.

You don't even see it yourself, don't expect others to admit it.
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