I saw the hidden message at the beginning, I sent the school beauty to jail

However, he had thousands of thoughts in his mind, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Fortune-telling is very mysterious. It tests one's experience and knowledge, and even involves psychology.

Once one's psychological quality is not good, it is easy to be exposed.

Chen Dashan has been here for so long, and the reason why he didn't collapse is that he knows how to judge people.

A big man like Wang Xuelin is educated and knowledgeable. Although he is superstitious, he can't be fooled easily.

Lin Feng actually asked her to be a half-immortal for a while. He couldn't figure out the meaning of this.

"Boss, you don't want me to tell fortunes for Wang Xuelin, do you? I don't think that's a good idea."

"I know he's an intellectual with strong opinions. Although he's superstitious, he won't believe blindly. He needs evidence to convince him."

"So, you don't have confidence in your own abilities and are afraid of making things worse."

"Hey, boss, you're really awesome, but this is the real situation. It's not easy to fool this old fox. If you make things worse, you won't have a chance to fool him."

Zhang Song suddenly laughed; "Old man, you're quite timid. If the boss asks you to go, you should go boldly. If you're not good, you'll be a veritable half-immortal in the future."

Zhang Song remembered the reason for his rise, which was really awesome.

He completely shut his dad up under voice control throughout the process.

Although treasure appraisal is real, fortune-telling is probably a lie.

But this doesn't mean that Lin Feng can't do it.

Zhang Song couldn't tell the reason. If he had to, it would be that Lin Feng was awesome.

"You kid, you seem to know something."

"Grandpa, you must know something about my father Zhang Song, but his useless son is also famous in the market. You have heard of him, right?"

"I have heard of him. It is said that Zhang Song's son only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. He is not learned and has no skills. In the future, there will be no heir to the family business. I am also quite surprised that you suddenly took over Songtao Pavilion."

"What's unexpected? I have been following Brother Lin. Isn't it normal to have this result?"

"No, treasure appraisal can be controlled, but fortune-telling..."

"Old Grandpa, don't forget that our boss has another skill."

"Mind reading?"

"Hey, hey, hey, stop talking nonsense. There is no mind reading in this world. Xiaosong, give your headset to the old man. From this afternoon, continue to set up a stall in the market to tell fortunes."

"But this time, I won't let you cheat me. Ordinary people will be regarded as people without fate. No matter how much money you give, it won't count until Wang Xuelin shows up."

"Okay, I understand."

Chen Dashan simply agreed. This is his old business and he is very good at it.

And he also wants to see how far he can go under Lin Feng's control and guidance.

"Old Chen, remember, don't act on your own. You have to follow my instructions and say whatever I tell you to say."

"Well, I understand."

"Go ahead, stand up."

Lin Feng was also a little looking forward to it. The main thing was to sell the things in his hands safely. Money is the most useful.

What does he need these scraps for? It is not safe to sell expensive things in Songtao Pavilion. It is easy to attract the attention of peers around, which is not conducive to his hiding behind the scenes.

Zhang Song and Chen Dashan left the teahouse and returned to Songtao Pavilion.

Lin Feng also quietly left the antique market.

Lin Xue was not there when he returned home.

Lin Feng looked at her house and she was not there either.

I don’t know where this woman has gone to hang out again. I just hope she will be more careful and not play so excitingly again.

He locked the door and returned to the bedroom.

“Hello, hello, hello, can you hear me?”

“Yes, I can hear you, very clearly.”

“I’ll set up a stall tonight, I’ll be in the teahouse.”

“Got it, boss, please pay attention, he is a knowledgeable person, I don’t want to make a fool of myself.”

Chen Dashan was still quite nervous. After all, the people he usually fooled were all uneducated nouveau riche. This time it was a big boss. Although Lin Feng was mopping the floor, he couldn’t help but feel a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous, Lao Chen, the day of your fame is coming. When the time comes, those big guys will ask you for fortune-telling. Don't turn your face against you."

"Boss, if I, Lao Chen, really take off, I dare not forget you."

"Haha, from now on, keep a close eye on Wang Xuelin. Tell me immediately if there is any situation. If you need help, just find Xiao Song or Xiao Chen."

"Understood, boss."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng took a shower and left alone without waiting for Lin Xue to come back.

The teahouse he chose this time was not near Songtao Pavilion, but the teahouse located at the south gate of the market, where Chen Dashan was originally discovered.

He ordered a pot of Biluochun at 800 yuan per liang, which made the teahouse owner very happy.

After all, this kind of high-end tea is not for everyone.I know a little bit.

Lin Feng didn't want to be disturbed. He spent more and could occupy the private room for a long time. Besides, this amount of money was nothing to him now.

In an ancient villa in Sucheng, an old man in a Tang suit was playing with an incense burner in his hand.

A young man beside him lowered his head with a respectful look, and seemed not to dare to disturb him.

"This is a Qing Dynasty double-eared incense burner. It is in good condition and well preserved. It can still be sold for 1 million. You received 500,000, which is already good."

"Teacher, is it true?"

"What? You still don't believe me? It seems that you have grown a lot in these years."

"It's all because of the teacher's good teaching. This incense burner is my gift for leaving the school. You must accept it."

"Hahaha, I didn't teach you in vain."

The young man was excited.

He has paid a lot of tuition fees in these years, and now he has finally learned something.

His family is well-off and not short of money, but he is addicted to antiques.

In the past few years, I tinkered around and lost a lot of money.

When the elders in the family saw this, they thought it was not okay. No one's money was stolen. If they did it this way, they would go bankrupt in a minute.

After thinking about it, he spent a lot of money to come here to learn from the master.

Although the price was expensive and the teacher had a bad temper, he really learned something.

Although his ability was not enough to identify some high-end goods, it was more than enough in the major antique markets.

"Teacher, I'll leave first."

"Go, don't embarrass me."

The young man left happily.

This is how many apprentices Wang Xuelin has received.

But they can't be considered formal students at all.

These people spend money to learn skills just to make more money in the future.

He doesn't lie. He really teaches the skills of treasure appraisal, but the fee is very expensive, and they are all some quick-learning antiques.

He has only one real successor, and that is his own grandson.

"Grandpa, another apprentice?"

"Xiaoquan, you're here? Come with me for a walk later."

"Okay, Grandpa."

"Let's go to the market. I want to see if you have made any progress recently. You must remember that if you don't make progress in antique appraisal, you will regress."