Urban best double repair

"Where is the venue?"

"It's in the lobby of a mansion in Beicheng, called Mansion No. 7."

"Okay, I'll be there in time tomorrow."

"Boss, don't you need me to pick you up?" Seeing Song Yu going out, Qinglang hurriedly sent him out.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Get out!"

"Yes, yes, I'll get out right now!"

The kid shrunk to the ground and rolled back in as expected.

"Damn, this kid is really interesting." Song Yu felt that this green wolf was really naughty, but he was better at being obedient.

After coming out of the Green Wolf Gang headquarters, Song Yu drove to the Magic City Antique City.

He wanted to see if there was a good alchemy furnace and buy one, and he also looked for some treasures to see if there was anything available.

And I heard that today is also the Antiques Festival, so there should be a lot of people.

After having lunch on the road, Song Yu came to the antique city.

In the afternoon, there were not as many people as in the morning, but there were still quite a few. When I came in, I saw that both sides were filled with antique stalls, including literature and art, ceramics, jade, jewelry, and coins.

There are even many luxury cars parked outside. It is obvious that rich people like to play with this stuff.

Behind the stalls, there are many antique shops, and the antique city is really big. There is a full circle around it, full of antique shops.

Song Yu looked both ways. 99.99999% of these so-called antiques were fakes. Finding the genuine ones definitely requires great luck and excellent treasure appraisal skills.

After walking for a while, with his divine identification ability, he didn't even see any genuine items.

There are still people buying it, some even spending millions.

Most of them are the big ones.

Song Yu was not in a hurry to go to the antique street, but entered a store to see if there was an alchemy furnace.

"How do you sell this alchemy furnace?" Song Yu casually picked up an alchemy furnace that looked good and asked.

"Sir, you really have a good eye. This is something from the Tang Dynasty. I only charge you 800,000 yuan." The boss came over and smiled. He was absolutely amiable, but there was a huge trap hidden behind this amiable smile.

"Damn it, 800,000? You want 800,000 for a modern imitation?"

How could Song Yu be deceived by him?

But he walked around and didn't see a real ancient alchemy furnace, and there weren't many antiques like alchemy furnaces. Finally, he saw a modern imitation that was pretty good, so he bargained for it and bought it for 12. Come down.

But Song Yu also knew that although the price looked good, this kind of pill furnace could only be used for emergencies and was not suitable for refining high-level pills. However, it was enough for the pills needed during the Qi training period.

"Sir, please go slowly. Come back if you need anything later." The boss smiled and sent him out, thinking, "You idiot, I can earn you 20,000 yuan just for this."

When no one was prepared, Song Yu put the alchemy furnace into the ring and started walking along the antique street.

After looking around for a long time, he didn't see anything of value. He was about to turn around in disappointment, but suddenly his eyes narrowed and he saw a painting in front of a stall that was not too big.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Song? I told you to come and shop for antiques too." At this time, a voice suddenly came from next to him. When Song Yu saw it, it turned out to be Xiao Chuyi.

I'm sorry, this kid is still an antique enthusiast. His father and grandfather both like to collect antiques. He has also been infected, and because of his ears and eyes, he also has a very high level of identification in the antique industry.

No, he was holding a chamber pot in his hand, explaining to others that this was a lie.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Xiao? Are you coming to see the antiques too?" Song Yu pretended to be enthusiastic and replied. Because of Leng Mandie's incident, he certainly knew how much this boy hated him.

"That's right!"

Xiao Chuyi made a proud look, then he threw the antique in his hand to the person next to him and said: "Young Master Song, I don't know which antique you have chosen, would you like me to take a look at it?"

"But I wonder which antique Mr. Xiao is interested in?"

"I just found one. Nowadays, there are many people in the antique market. It is very difficult to find an authentic one. You definitely need a pair of sharp eyes."

After saying that, he waved his hand to the side and said, "Here, show Xiao Song what I have found."

There was a middle-aged man next to me who handed me a porcelain vase.

"Oh, don't fall, be careful." He also deliberately reminded the middle-aged man in a pretentious manner.

"Congratulations to Mr. Xiao, it's really authentic. Mr. Xiao has really extraordinary vision." After Song Yu finished speaking, he left, thinking that it's a fake. It's a modern forgery, but it's real after all. The rest are all made with modern craftsmanship. It's stuck to the bottom, but you still think it's genuine.

"Alas, Master Song!"

Seeing Song Yu leaving, Xiao Chuyi was not reconciled and followed him again, "I wonder which antique Mr. Song has taken a fancy to? Let us take a look."

"its me……"

Song Yu intentionally or unintentionally squatted down in front of the stall he had just chosen, and then pointed to the painting of a lady playing the flute, "How much does this painting cost?"

"Young master, you are really discerning. This is a product from the Ming Dynasty. Just give me 50,000 yuan." A skinny old man stood up and boasted.

Song Yuxin wants to sell me the things from Ming Dynasty for fifty thousand? I'm so young, right? I'm fooling myself to death.

"Fifty thousand is too expensive. Let's go for 20,000."

"Twenty thousand? I don't even have enough. So, if you really want to buy it for 30,000 sincerely." The stall owner held out three fingers.

"It's only 20,000, forget it if you don't sell it." Song Yu stood up after saying that.

"Forget it, let's sell it to you. I'm telling you that I've made a big loss, so I'll sincerely accept you as a repeat customer, otherwise I will never sell it."

The boss took the painting in his hand and motioned to Song Yu to give him money.

Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. This is the rule. No matter you make a profit or lose after selling, you must bear the consequences at your own risk.

"Hey, Mr. Song? You don't really want to buy this calligraphy and painting, do you?" Xiao Chuyi spoke next to him.

"Of course, I think this is a treasure. This is Tang Bohu's picture of a lady playing the flute. It is priceless. Why not buy it?"

"You...you really think this is a treasure?"

Xiao Chu opened his mouth and said in his heart that it was a fake imitated by someone else. It was not worth ten thousand. What about you, twenty thousand? That piece of paper looks old, but it's actually just to deceive you fools and laymen, and you actually treat it like a treasure?

It's just that the expression he looked at Song Yu didn't look fake.

"This fool!" The thin boss opposite was also cursing secretly. Now he only hopes that Song Yu will give the money quickly. Everyone knows that if it is really Tang Bohu's picture of a lady playing the flute, if it is left here, will it be your turn to buy it? It had been snatched away long ago.

Precisely because it looks real at first glance, it is fake, so no one buys it.

He put it here deliberately to fool laymen, but he didn't expect Song Yu to really pounce on him.

Moreover, the stall owner also knew Xiao Chuyi and was afraid that he would say something, so he winked at him tightly.

"Okay, Mr. Song, if you really think this calligraphy and painting is a treasure, how about we take a gamble?" Xiao Chuyi said suddenly.