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Chapter 122: The King of Scams, Never Fails! (Subscribe)

The next day.

5 month 28 day.

The sun was rising, and a warm orange-red color gradually appeared on the horizon. On the roadside, the leaves and grass tips were covered with crystal dewdrops, gleaming in the morning light.

A cool breeze blew across Lin Chuan's face, making him less sleepy.

Lin Chuan and the landlady made an appointment with Mr. Li to meet at Yueming Tea House.

In order to show their importance to this batch of antiques, the two men did not drive a small electric car, but called a luxury car to come specially.

Car: Mercedes-Benz GLC.

Driver: Wang Zikai.

"Old Lin, you...six!" Wang Zikai was sitting in the main driving seat. He turned around and saw Lin Chuan and the young landlady getting into the car. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Damn it!
I used to worry that he wouldn’t be able to find a girlfriend, but as it happens, girls keep appearing around him one after another.

Today, this girl wearing a floral dress and looking like a female celebrity, according to Lao Lin, is his landlord, as well as his financial director, human resources director and the company's main investor!
Since the young landlady was present, Wang Zikai could only greet Lin Chuan cheerfully to give face to his brother.

However, in his heart he was already whispering greetings to Lin Chuan.

Lao Lin guessed that it was the reincarnation of Yue Lao, who tied so many red ropes for himself, two policewomen and a wealthy landlord?

Unlike me, there is only one rich little writer.

"Driver, go to Yueming Tea House." Lin Chuan and the young landlady sat in the back seat and ordered Lao Wang.

Lao Wang pouted, but since his brother was with a girl, he had no choice but to cooperate and said, "Back seat passengers, please fasten your seat belts. We are about to go to Yueming Tea House."

Lin Chuan laughed: "Old Wang, it's rare that you get up so early in the morning to pick us up. I hope I didn't disturb your sweet dream?"

"Hello, dear passenger, I am at your service at any time!" Lao Wang said again.

"Go, go, be serious."

Lin Chuan smiled.

"My anti-fraud novel 'Escape from the Claws of a Wing' has been completed, so Qiqi asked me to go to bed early recently, otherwise I will easily get angry and affect my kidney function." Lao Wang explained.

"Then you have to be careful." Lin Chuan teased.

"Why are you going to Yueming Tea House so early in the morning?" Lao Wang asked curiously.

Lin Chuan patted the box in his hand and said with a smile: "I recently bought a few antiques and asked someone to appraise them."

"antique?"

Lao Wang was startled. "You've already started to mingle in the antiques circle. You have a wide range of interests. What about the anti-fraud essay contest?"

"The work that advances to the next round will be calculated on May 5st, which is still three days away." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

"That's right, Lao Lin, what prize do you think I can get?"

"Second prize, right?"

"how about you?"

"First prize."

“There is only one first prize, for film and television adaptation + copyright development, the competition is very fierce!”

Lao Wang spat.

The second round is judged by a professional jury - anti-fraud experts, anti-fraud police, and people who have been defrauded, which is very different from the mass traffic obtained by mass volume marketing.

This part of the jury will focus more on exposing the evil of fraud, thereby achieving the effect of anti-fraud publicity.

"Wait for me to adapt it, and then I'll treat you to a movie." Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"I think my scams are well written and I have a better chance of adapting them!" Lao Wang said unconvinced.

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "Have you forgotten who taught you those scams?"

"Forehead……"

Lao Wang was speechless for a moment.

The Mercedes-Benz GLC shuttled through the light golden morning sun, its engine roaring on the road. Soon, the few people arrived at Yueming Villa.

Lao Wang was waiting for Lin Chuan in the car.

Lin Chuan carried the box and walked into Yueming Tea House with the landlady.

It was the same waitress from last time, wearing a cheongsam and smiling. It was also the same private room. Lin and Zhang pushed the door open and walked in. Mr. Li was already waiting there.

"Mr. Li, sorry for the wait."

Lin Chuan put the box aside and shook hands with Mr. Li in a friendly manner.

Mr. Li had a warm smile on his face and said, "Mr. Lin, Director Xiao Zhang, I just arrived too. Is it still Pu'er tea?"

"No problem." Lin Chuan and the landlady nodded.

While holding the teacup with tweezers, Mr. Li said, "My wife really liked the century-old red agate bracelet that Director Zhang gave her yesterday, and she asked me to thank you."

"We should thank Mr. Li. Mr. Li can be said to be our guide in the antique circle." Lin Chuan praised Mr. Li.

"Haha, Lin Chuan, we are discussing and communicating with each other."

The two sides exchanged greetings and made polite remarks.

But they all have their own ulterior motives.

"Did you two go to East Street yesterday and find a lot of good things?" Mr. Li poured a cup of tea for Lin Chuan and the young landlady and asked with a smile.

"I'm just trying my hand. As for whether it's real or not, it's all up to Mr. Li to identify it for us."

Lin Chuan smiled.

Then he opened the box, took out several antiques he had bought yesterday, arranged them one by one, and presented them to Mr. Li.

Mr. Li took a sip of tea, picked up the Xuande furnace closest to him, and looked at it carefully.

"Mr. Li, just tell me what you want to say." Lin Chuan said.

"Mr. Lin, how much did you pay for this stove?" Mr. Li asked, gently brushing the Xuande stove and frowning slightly.

"Three thousand five." Lin Chuan brought up the rip-off price that his boss had casually given.

Mr. Li made a "tsk" sound, then took a sip of tea and said, "Mr. Lin, to be honest, this furnace should have been produced on an assembly line."

"Mr. Li, can you tell me the specific identification method?" Lin Chuan asked with a curious look on his face.

"Boss Lin, you are new in this business, so I will teach you some basic methods. Look at the patina on this furnace. Generally, the patina on old bronze objects will be very obvious, like here..."

Mr. Li spoke very patiently.

In his eyes, he thought that the two young people, Lin Chuan and Zhang Xinxin, wanted to enter the antique circle just because they sold a bracelet for 120,000 yuan yesterday, and they bought a bunch of items on a whim.

"Mr. Li, take another look at this hairpin."

"This hairpin is made with great craftsmanship."

"As for this folding fan, the boss said it was a work by Zheng Banqiao."

"Hmm...it should be quite useful when the weather is hot."

"Mr. Li, please take another look at this coin." Lin Chuan placed a coin in front of Mr. Li and asked.

Mr. Li spoke for a long time, his mouth was dry, and he took a sip of tea.

In his mind, he was already thinking about how to respond with high emotional intelligence, such as "This ancient coin with a face value of one yuan should be worth one yuan."

Put down the tea cup.

Mr. Li smiled, picked up the coins in front of him, took a look at them, and was about to make a judgment.

suddenly--

His brows frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of doubt flashed across his face, disappearing in a flash.

Mr. Li stared at the front of the coin, where there were the words "Guimao Fengtian Province Made Guangxu Yuanbao Kuping Silver One Liang" and a coiled dragon pattern in the center of the back. Around the coin were the English name of the casting place and the coin value.

hiss!
Mr. Li took a deep breath, sat up straighter, and focused his eyes deeply on the coin in his hand.

This coin has a simple and solemn appearance. The silver is slightly oxidized, showing a unique silver-gray tone. The edge is silver-gray with a black tint. The color becomes brighter towards the middle, with a natural, neat and smooth transition. Under the light, the surface shines with a soft luster.

The font on the front is vigorous and powerful, surrounded by exquisite patterns and smooth lines. On the back of the coin, the scales of the dragon are clearly visible and the dragon's eyes are bright.

The patina on both sides of the coin can be confirmed to be naturally formed.

Mr. Li's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, his mouth slightly opened, he wanted to say something but didn't know how to express it.

finally.

He swallowed his saliva, suppressed his rapidly beating heart, and slowly put down the coin: "Boss Lin, I have to go to the bathroom. Excuse me for a moment."

Before he could even see the expressions of Lin Chuan and the landlady, he had already walked out of the private room and headed towards a hidden corner of Yueming Tea House. After confirming that there was no surveillance and no one around, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hey, Sister Liu!"

Mr. Li spoke, his breathing a little rapid.

"Have you dealt with those two little brats? If you have, take them to the antique market to have some fun and let them have a taste of something sweet." A woman's voice was heard from the phone.

If Lin Chuan and the landlady were present, they would definitely be able to identify the owner of the voice.

It was Lao Zhang’s girlfriend, Liu Qing.

"Liu Qing, the situation has changed!" Mr. Li took a deep breath and said.

"What's going on?" Liu Qing asked.

"That kid might have found something good!" Mr. Li swallowed and said.

"He is a complete novice in antiques. I saw a few of the things he bought last night. He has no talent for antiques. How can he get any good things?" Liu Qing snorted.

"He showed me several items, which were indeed items that only a novice could find, but he just showed me a coin," Mr. Li said solemnly.

"What coin?"

"One ounce of Fengtian!"

Liu Qing was visibly startled on the other end of the phone, and then she said, "You're also mistaken. There's only one Fengtian 1-liang coin, how could he have it?"

"I don't believe it either, but that coin looks so much like it!" Mr. Li said with some excitement.

"Calm down and describe the coin carefully." Liu Qing said.

"it is good."

Mr. Li described in great detail everything he saw, including the coin's appearance, color, patina, smoothness, approximate size and weight, without leaving out anything.

"Just as you said, it does look a bit like it." After hearing this, Liu Qing was a little hesitant.

The Fengtian one liang is the "king of coins" among modern silver coins.

As people who are involved in the antique circle, how could Liu Qing and Mr. Li not know that the 'Fengtian Yiliang' was once sold at a sky-high price of 46 million?
Mr. Li looked around habitually, and then said: "If that coin is really Fengtian one tael, our performance..."

"See if you can trick the coin into giving it to you. At least make a video and I'll take it for identification!" Liu Qing was also eager to try.

She painstakingly set up the scheme to lure Lao Zhang into the trap, but the ultimate gain would probably be only tens of millions.

However, a 'Fengtian One Liang' suddenly appeared in her ear!
Forty-six million!
This number has a fatal attraction to her.

In the private room.

After Mr. Li left, the landlady came close to Lin Chuan and asked quietly, "Do you think they will come in to our game?"

"Don't worry, I have never failed." Lin Chuan took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

"Ok?"

The landlady frowned and raised her little face to look at Lin Chuan: "Never failed, have you ever done this before?"

Lin Chuan's face darkened and he smiled awkwardly: "I am a serious person, very honest."

"You are not honest in any way!" The young landlady pouted.

"I'm just kidding."

Lin Chuan laughed.

Actually, he wasn't kidding.

As the king of scams, he has done this kind of thing hundreds of times and has never failed!
(End of this chapter)