My Wealth is like a Deep Sea

Zhao Wenbo now wants to pick up antiques at a low price, which is basically impossible, because everyone knows that he came to ask about the antiques he bought, which must be genuine.

Not to mention picking up leaks in the antique city, it would be nice if the stall owner shouted at a high price, and even the people around his family, secretary, driver, etc., have become the focus of attention of antique merchants everywhere. Can't stroll around the antique city.

"Did you...are you reluctant to join because you are worried about your identity being disclosed and you cannot pick up the omission?"

Zhao Wenbo couldn't help but ask, when he said this, he was also a little empathetic, thinking that Yang Long was just like him.

"That's not enough!"

Yang Long shook his head and said, "I am a very busy person. Antiques are just hobbies, or even one of dozens of hobbies. I don't have much time to help others identify cultural relics, and I always hope that I live a low profile, so I'm sorry! Old Zhao!"

"This……"

Zhao Wenbo was speechless for a moment.

I am very sorry that such talents cannot be used for cultural relics appraisal.

But he can also understand that looking at Yang Long's family is not an ordinary person. Some people are pursuing rich and famous, while others are pursuing a low-key mute and making a fortune, which is understandable.

Although Yang Long did not join the Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee, he would definitely help if necessary.

It can be considered in this way to contribute to the guo family and assume their responsibilities and obligations as a Chinese person!

After sending away Mr. Zhao, Yang Long looked at the wenwan in the room and entrusted Wang Ansheng and the expert Tan Zicijian he brought with him to help him, and issued a unified authentication certificate for all wenwan here.

Tan Zijian is very curious. Yang Long has the support of old cattle like Zhao Lao. How can he find him to help?

However, he did not dare to ask, and he was very helpful.

You know, whether it is Zhao Wenbo or Yang Long, he can't afford to provoke himself, and he is willing to wait with a low eyebrow.

Especially Yang Long, with so many cultural relics, what museum did he open, maybe he can be given a meal in the future!

Yang Long looked at the baby in the house, but thought about the beauty brought by Jian Zhen.

Because Zhao Lao struggled for a long time in the morning, he hadn't realized enough of Jian Zhen's beauty. He wanted to go to the antique market again.

But not today.

And Panjiayuan can't go anymore.

He had to go back and plan well and find other antique cities and the like, such as Liulichang and Dongsanjo.

The next day.

Yang Long first arrived at the courtyard of Xuejiawan Hutong.

Last night Tan Zijian slept for only four hours and called a few assistants, but he only completed one-tenth of the progress.

"so slow?"

Yang Long scratched his head and couldn’t help but say to Wang Ansheng, “Simply buy their laboratory and call everyone to appraise it. Anyway, when our museum is built, we need to set up an appraisal office. Where to open a branch, kill two birds with one stone!"

"it is good!"

Wang Ansheng directly agreed with Yang Long's thoughts, "I will arrange for the legal department to talk!"

Tan Zijian on the side listened and was startled.

This is too rich, right?

I didn't expect to be a customer yesterday. Will I be his boss today?

Tan Zijian shook his head and hurried into the work, fearing that there might be a delay.

"I'm going out!"

Yang Long asked Tan Zijian, "Teacher Tan, besides Panjiayuan, where is the antique market nearby?"

"Ah? Mr. Yang, are you going to the antique market?"

Tan Zijian quickly stood up, but he was thinking: Are you going to pick up the leak again?

Is this addictive/addictive, or what?

"Correct!"

"Then you can take a look at Huaxing Antique City, which is in the nine alleys of Caochang, not far from here!"

"okay!"

Yang Long set off immediately.

He was wearing an ordinary black down jacket, jeans, and sneakers today. He looked at cheap clothes, and he didn't call the number three. He drove by himself.

Arriving at the Caochang Jiutiao Hutong, Yang Long parked his car in the parking lot not far from Huaxing Antique City and walked towards his destination.

This time he didn't buy a bunch of things like yesterday, and he still packed them in frames.

That's too conspicuous, maybe Pan Jiayuan's thing yesterday has already been spread to the colleagues here.

If you still act like this, you might be recognized.

So after Yang Long got a good item, he put it back in the car, and then entered the antique city from another entrance.

In this way, although Yang Long's actions are more troublesome, the parking lot is not far away, and this is not so eye-catching, and the stall owners will not know that they are selling the good authentic products at a low price. Yang Long.

The wool is always cool, and the wool is always cool.

"Little brother, next time I have a chance, I still have to take care of my business!"

Listening to the information about Alipay's arrival of 20,000 yuan, the stall owner smiled and sent the black painting barrel to Yang Long's hand, and he did not know how expensive this "Balcony Post" was.

"Sure!"

Yang Long smiled and said goodbye to the stall owner, thinking in his heart: I hope to never see again. This stall mainly knows the truth. I am afraid that he has the heart to kill him. Where is the opportunity to take care of the business next time.

"Brother, this jadeite is 250,000 sold to me!"

"Brother, although this old pit jade is precious, it is too small. I bought it for 300,000!"

"Don't listen to him, brother, your emerald green head and foot, I can give 320,000!"

"You are too ruthless, this old pit jadeite is more than enough to hit a pair of earrings, brother, how about 400,000 for me!"

Yang Long was about to leave a noisy and noisy voice, but noisy around himself.

Emerald!earring!

Yang Long paused at the sound and looked in the direction of the sound, not far away, there were a lot of people round and round there.

"Laokeng jade, so a good jade was created."

The stall owner looked over there and smiled, "There is a stone block in our antique city. If you are interested, you can also go and play."

It turned out to be a rock, no wonder!

Yang Long nodded and walked curiously towards the blocked stone area.

Walking into the stone betting area, the yellow silk cloth that looked at the street was full of all kinds of polished and polished stones.

The stall owners everywhere shouted hard, attracting the attention of people in the past.

The endless sound oscillated in the air.

"Good black sandstone stone, don't miss it when passing by!"

"Purple sand stone material from Southeast/Asia New Zealand, 300,000 pieces, customers who like to take it away!"

"The best Python stone material, 600,000, can't open green, the original price will be refunded!

Just as Yang Long's eyes rested on those stones, a scent of breath was unexpectedly emitted on the stones.

This made him couldn't help rubbing his eyes, thinking he was wrong.

Some stones have no breath at all, and they seem to be worthless.

Others exude green and vary from deep to light.

Others exude red, yellow, and black breath, and don't know what's going on.

Yang Long did not expect that this "Jian Zhen" can still block stones. No wonder Long Lao has been searching for so long. It seems that its magical use is not only in terms of Jian Bao and Jian Ren, but it also has specific functions. I am afraid that You have to think carefully.

At the moment, Yang Long couldn't help but sigh, this trip really didn't come in vain. If it wasn't for whim, wanting to experience the magical use of "Jianzhen", I'm afraid he wouldn't show up here again, and found that Jianzhen can still learn stones.