Top Master

It was Cao Wei's grandfather's birthday tomorrow. Zhao Quan was thinking about giving a suitable gift, so he thought about it and went to the antique street.    

    

He did not know much about antiques and could barely be considered a layman. He was the type of person who was cheated.    

    

However, Zhao Quan was not afraid. Real antiques would have the charm of time when Feng Shui was accumulated.    

    

Ordinary people would not be able to see this, but he had the Hidden Ground Ghost Eye, so he could see it clearly with just a glance.    

    

Judging from the charm of time, he could tell if the antique was real or fake. He was afraid that only he could do that.    

    

After arriving at the antique street, Zhao Quan put his hands behind his back and looked around. Everything was fresh to him.    

    

His actions were seen by the experienced veterans in the market. He was a typical fat sheep.    

    

Therefore, many people were sharpening their blades in secret, preparing to kill this fat sheep.    

    

However, Zhao Quan didn't respond to them when he was trying to tempt them with words. He just strolled around, as if he were observing the scenery.    

    

This made many people sharpen their blades to the point of being sharp for nothing, and they didn't have the chance to display the superb sword skills of not opening for three years and eating for three years when they opened for business.    

    

Mao Xiaojun was 26 years old this year. He was not old, but he had been immersed in the antique industry for more than ten years.    

    

Since he dropped out of school at the age of 14, he had been working in this industry. He had been working in this industry for twelve years. He could be considered a veteran in the industry.    

    

Ever since he opened this antique store, he had become the one who profited the most on this antique street.    

    

There was nothing else but lying. When he met a child who threw a diaper for his father on the road, he could pull someone to perform a double act. Then, he sold a diaper that cost ten yuan in the wholesale market as an ancient antique for 500 yuan to passers-by.    

    

He even dared to borrow the tools for the funeral, so how could he let Zhao Quan, this fat sheep, go?    

    

He did not even wear a knife to grind, and he greeted Zhao Quan with a smile, who had long been included in his slaughter plan.    

    

"Brother, why did you come to the Antique Street? Don't tell me you are looking for me?"    

    

Zhao Quan looked at the guy who called him brother the moment they met. He asked, "Do I know you?"    

    

Mao Xiaojun smiled and said, "Brother, you are really a person who forgets things when there are too many people. Me, Mao Xiaojun, Elder Zhang's cousin. "    

    

He didn't even give Elder Zhang a chance to ask. He grabbed Zhao Quan's arm and said, "Brother, come to the shop and have a cup of tea."    

    

Zhao Quan didn't want to go in. Just by looking at Mao Xiaojun's face, he could tell that Mao Xiaojun wasn't an honest person. He was full of bad intentions.    

    

However, when his eyes swept across a vase in the shop, he was immediately attracted and was dragged into the shop by Mao Xiaojun.    

    

He had seen the same vase before. It was in the home of a wealthy subordinate of Zhao Family.    

    

This was called a pink coloured vase. It was an authentic official kiln vase and was worth more than 8 million.    

    

Seeing that Zhao Quan liked it, At that time, that subordinate still had to pack a box and give it to Zhao Quan to take away!    

    

But Zhao Quan did not want it, because he knew very well that he could not take it away from him.    

    

He did not expect to see it here again today, and it looked exactly the same.    

    

However, when he took the Hidden Ground Ghost Eye to look at it, this vase didn't have the slightest hint of time.    

    

It was very obvious that this imitation vase wasn't even as early as Zhao Quan's factory date.    

    

At this time, Mao Xiaojun noticed Zhao Quan's gaze and quietly served tea. Then, as he walked, he 'accidentally' touched the vase and quickly hugged it with his hands. "Oh my god, I almost smashed my ancestors."    

    

Holding the pink bottle, Mao Xiaojun felt lucky and scared. Only then did he introduce the vase to Zhao Quan.    

    

"I was really scared to death just now. This is the authentic pink bottle from the official kiln."    

    

"Look, this body is well-proportioned, full of color and elegance. The picture of the carp on the body of the bottle is vivid and lifelike. It also has the pattern of water ripples carved on the flower. It seems to be very rich, and it perfectly reflects the auspicious meaning contained in the red word 'auspicious' on the bottleneck."    

    

"This treasure is drawing an outer color of the blue and white flowers, the color of the paint, the color of paint, and the color of the paint. It uses gold drawing, turning the heart, reliefs, light carving and various other types of craftsmanship, and it's extremely luxurious. It's truly breathtaking, and it absolutely belongs to the pinnacle of porcelain."    

    

"Come on, brother, open your eyes."    

    

What Mao Xiaojun said was right, but Zhao Quan was not interested in it at all.    

    

However, when he accidentally looked inside through the mouth of the bottle, his interest suddenly came.    

    

That was because he noticed that there was a strong sense of time coming from the mouth of the bottle!    

    

The so-called sense of time referred to an item that had existed in this world for too long and was nourished by the surrounding Feng Shui.    

    

The stone that Sun Monkey had jumped out of Journey to the West was said to be absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, but in reality, it was because it had been nourished for too long to produce the charm of time. Of course, it was impossible for Sun Monkey to appear. However, a good antique was placed in the room, and it was indeed beneficial to the owner.    

    

This pink coloured Heart Altering Bottle did not have the slightest charm of time on its exterior, but it had the charm of time inside...    

    

Zhao Quan held it in his hand and played with it carefully for a while. He then asked Mao Xiaojun, "How much is this thing?"    

    

Just as he finished his question, Mao Xiaojun snatched it away, "Not for sale. This thing is expensive and cheap, not for sale!"    

    

"If you don't want to sell it, then forget it!"    

    

Before he could finish his trick, Zhao Quan stood up and walked out of the door. With his hands behind his back, he started to stroll around the other shops.    

    

Mao Xiaojun was stunned. Why didn't this fat sheep play according to the routine today?    

    

According to the routine, the fat sheep should be begging him to cut its love.    

    

Seeing Zhao Quan walking further and further away, Mao Xiaojun quickly chased after him, "Brother, look, you're still angry. Let's drink some tea..."    

    

Zhao Quan was dragged back into the shop by Mao Xiaojun.    

    

"Brother, I really can't sell this thing. "You know about our business. Who doesn't have a treasure? " Everything else in my shop is trash. This one is real. After you buy it for me, when you meet someone who knows what's good for you, how am I going to get it! "    

    

Mao Xiaojun was still putting on an act, and Zhao Quan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.    

    

"Alright, I'm not your brother, so don't treat me like a fool. This bottle of yours is completely new. At most, it's worth it. "Two hundred dollars, and you're still a treasure of the shop. Who are you trying to fool?"    

    

After Zhao Quan finished speaking, Mao Xiaojun did not want to do it anymore. "Bro, we can eat whatever we want, but we can't just say whatever we want. If you don't like it, you can leave. I won't stay. But if you want to say that this thing is newly made, then I'll be very angry with you! "    

    

Zhao Quan took the pink bottle and played with it for a while. Then he asked Mao Xiaojun," Give me a real price. "    

    

Mao Xiaojun replied snappily, "Seventy-five thousand."    

    

Zhao Quan threw the bottle to Mao Xiaojun, looking like he was looking for whoever he wanted.    

    

Mao Xiaojun took the bottle and wanted to kick Zhao Quan a few times. Fake goods were also goods. Why did he throw it away just like that?    

    

"Forget it. Since you bought it sincerely, I'll give you a discount. Five thousand!"    

    

This discount felt like it broke his legs. He knocked out seventy thousand in one go.    

    

In fact, Mao Xiaojun had also understood. Zhao Quan didn't care about this bottle at all. Otherwise, who would be willing to throw it away?    

    

Zhao Quan lit up a cigarette and said, "At most three thousand. This bottle was made by Master Li Ji, at most three thousand dollars. You can't fool me about this. If you're willing to sell it, I'll take some money. If you're not selling it, then forget it. No one can delay anyone, okay?"