Disguised as a man to be a schoolmaster

Chapter 22 What kind of young master are you?

"Thank you for what you say, whoever we are with who! We are good friends!"

Ai Weiwei's cell phone rang suddenly, and it was her father calling.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"I'm on vacation."

"Don't worry, I'm shopping with my friends and I'll be back later."

Ai Weiwei briefly chatted for a few words before hanging up the phone.

She pouted and apologized: "Chenxi, I'm sorry, my dad will pick me up later, I'll take a taxi to take you back."

It was she who asked Chenxi out, but now she ran away first, which is really too disrespectful.

Chen Xi smiled kindly: "It's okay. I'll go back alone."

It just so happened that Ai Weiwei went back, and she happened to have something to do.

"OK then."

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Kyoto Antique City.

Chen Xi decided to come here to try his luck. There are a lot of tricks in the antique city, and 90.00% of nine point nine are fakes.

She came here to bet on the one-tenth!
She hasn't spent the 200 million she got from Boss Jin.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, take a look at the beautiful ornaments, authentic JDZ ceramic bottles, not seven or eight hundred, not three or four hundred, only 99, only 99!"

"It's beautiful and practical, it's eye-catching and it can hold water. Don't ask me why I only need 99 because the factory manager is my uncle!"

"When you buy it, you can arrange flowers if you are happy, and you can throw it on the ground if you are not happy. It is so cheap and affordable, so hurry up and take it home!"

Chen Xi looked over, and found that the vendor who set up the street stall was also trying his best, and the words he made up were simply 666. It would be a pity for a talent not to participate in a certain show.

As soon as the owner of the street stall yelled, a lot of people gathered in the past, most of them were watching the fun, and only one or two actually bought it.

There are many people coming and going in the antique city, and now the antique city has become a famous tourist attraction in Kyoto, the streets have also begun to be commercialized, and souvenirs have begun to be sold.

The things in the shop are basically made of old porcelain, pots and jade.

Of course, there are one or two serious antique sellers, but that shop is empty.

Just because the price of what's inside is prohibitive.

Chenxi walked in the door familiarly, the boss glanced at it, and knew that it was a child whose hair had not yet grown, so he didn't care.

Their line of business is not to open for three years, but to open for three years.

If someone knows the goods, he will travel thousands of miles to buy them at a high price. If he doesn't know the goods, he will pester others to give them to others, but no one will want them.

No one greeted Chen Xi, so she was not surprised. She looked around in the store, but didn't find anything good.

There is a "business card" next to each ornament, which describes the attributes of each commodity.

Bronze cups from the Qin Dynasty, blue and white porcelain from the Tang Dynasty, inkstones used by Kangxi, jewelry used by noble concubines...

There are all kinds of things, exquisite and beautiful.

These things look similar to the souvenirs outside, but the fakes here look more real, and his old-fashioned techniques are more clever.

The cheapest ones in the store also start at five figures.

Chen Xi sat down on the glass showcase directly.

"I said, isn't there any eye-catching guy in your store?"

A trace of disdain flashed across the shopkeeper's face, but the other party was still young, and he couldn't afford to be angry with a brat.

"Little guy, that glass is brittle, don't worry, it will scratch your ass!"

Chenxi knew that the other party didn't take him seriously at all, so he said: "I said, Lao He, let's take a look at something that catches the eye."

The store owner was shocked, he could count on one hand the number of people who called him that in this huge capital.

But this brat was obviously not among the people he knew.

Lao He stared at Chen Xi with blazing eyes, and asked, "Which family's young master are you from?"

(End of this chapter)