I am doing well in the Siheyuan

A few days later, everyone in the village heard that there was a strange guest who was dealing with mud every day and was covered in dirt, but no one knew what he was busy with.

Qin Jingru happens to be a member of this village.

It has been some time since she was released from prison. She lost all her savings due to the bankruptcy of her restaurant and developed a deep rift with Qin Huairu's family.

Qin Jingru had no place to stay in the city anymore, so she had to return to the countryside sadly.

After returning home, the villagers learned that her restaurant business in the city had failed, and they couldn't help but mock her in private.

Although her business failed, Qin Jingru had been prepared and had hidden a lot of money, so she lived a relatively comfortable life in this small village.

She was curious by nature, and when she learned that Cheng Jianjun came from the city, she became very interested.

Compared to the dull days in the village, after experiencing the bustling world of the city, everything seems extremely boring.

The last business failed miserably because I trusted that scum Xu Damao.

Whenever she thought of this, Qin Jingru gnashed her teeth in hatred, as if the first half of her life had been misled by this man.

In order to find out the truth, Qin Jingru found out that Cheng Jianjun often went to the earthen kiln behind the village and seemed to be firing porcelain?

porcelain?

How much is it worth?

Qin Jingru was full of doubts and decided to contact Cheng Jianjun in person to find out the truth.

8pm.

The bright moon rose quietly, but the village did not completely sink into darkness.

Cheng Jianjun was walking leisurely on the road. He was lucky today and successfully fired a finished product.

"Are you Cheng Jianjun?"

Suddenly a voice came from the slope. Cheng Jianjun was startled for a moment, but he calmed down after seeing the face of the person clearly.

She was a decent-looking woman, but her dress was very different from that of the other villagers.

Although he was not a frivolous person, he did not pay much attention to it.

"What are you working on? Can you tell me?"

The person who came was Qin Jingru. She spoke frankly and without any hesitation.

Cheng Jianjun had no impression of Qin Jingru and was surprised by her sudden familiarity.

After a moment's silence, he chose to turn around and leave.

After all, what he was engaged in was counterfeiting, which was no joke.

"What kind of shady business is this?"

Looking at Cheng Jianjun's receding figure, Qin Jingru said to herself.

Since she couldn't get the answer, she decided to find out for herself.

Qin Jingru began to follow Cheng Jianjun closely, wanting to find out everything he did.

Since Qin Jingru was also a villager, Cheng Jianjun could not openly drive her away, otherwise it would be tantamount to admitting that what he had done was indeed shameful.

In desperation, Cheng Jianjun had to investigate Qin Jingru's background first.

Cheng Jianjun felt relieved to learn that although Qin Jingru had a bad reputation, she had some family background.

A bad reputation means that the other party may not adhere to secular ethics and may not care too much about his fraud; while having money can provide financial support for his fraudulent business.

When he met Qin Jingru again, Cheng Jianjun took the initiative to speak.

"Qin Jingru, are you interested in making a lot of money and returning to live in the city?"

Qin Jingru was slightly surprised to hear that Cheng Jianjun not only took the initiative to talk to her, but also directly called out her name.

But she soon smiled, knowing that Cheng Jianjun must have something to ask of her, and he seemed very confident.

"Making money is not as easy as you say. I have to understand the ways of this business first!"

Qin Jingru took the initiative.

"Do you dare to imitate antiques?"

Cheng Jianjun no longer concealed it. Since he had decided to cooperate, he decided to give it a try.

If it weren't for his adventurous spirit, he wouldn't have run away from home and joined the counterfeiting industry.

"Antique imitation?"

Qin Jingru was unable to understand the meaning of this word for a moment.

"It's imitation of ancient artworks, such as antique porcelain. You should have heard of it, right?"

When the word "antique" was mentioned, Qin Jingru immediately understood.

She had heard about the auction when she was in the city, and knew that Xu Damao was in trouble because of his request for antiques. If it weren't for the problems at the hotel, she would have wanted to get involved in this circle.

"Can you let me see it?"

Qin Jingru is a person who will never take action unless she sees benefits.

"Come on, I'll take you to see it!"

Cheng Jianjun was unambiguous. He led Qin Jingru to the earthen kiln, took out a green porcelain plate and handed it to her.

"This is a replica of a Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln celadon glaze round plate. Look at the cracks and color. Does it look like the real thing? Although the antique market is booming now, how many people can really tell the real thing from the fake? Our target is those wealthy people who are easily deceived and have high expectations but poor skills!"

After hearing these words, Qin Jingru looked at Cheng Jianjun carefully.

She couldn't tell whether the porcelain plate was real or fake, but she felt that the person in front of her was different from Xu Damao. He didn't hide anything and made people feel that he was trustworthy.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

"I'm running out of money and need some investment."

Seeing that Qin Jingru was interested, Cheng Jianjun put forward his own conditions.

"As long as you can make something, I will provide the funding!"

Qin Jingru found that it was profitable, and the two hit it off and renegotiated the entire plan.

Meanwhile, as things were progressing in the country, the atmosphere in the city was equally tense and uneasy.

Before the Foley auction house opened for business, it was already mired in gloom.

The flyers they distributed attracted many people to bring their own treasures for identification.

Li Huaide was depressed for a long time because the Furui Auction House failed to collect high-value items.

Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong did not dare to appear relaxed in front of him, and they went out to look for solutions.

"Boss Li, I got it! Found it!"

One day, Xu Damao rushed into the Furui Auction House panting and shouting loudly.

"Have you found any clues to the precious object?"

Upon hearing the news, Li Huaide immediately motioned Xu Damao to sit down, his eyes full of anticipation.

"It's not certain yet, but I found a place where I can definitely find good things!" Xu Damao said excitedly while panting.

Hearing this, Li Huaide frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed.

"That place is called Guyun Market. I went there myself and the treasures there all looked like real ones."

Xu Damao reported new findings and described the market situation in detail.

These words rekindled Li Huaide's interest.

"Please invite Master Wang over, let's go to the Ancient Rhyme Market together!"

Li Huaide gave the order decisively.

Master Wang is an appraisal expert at the Furui Auction House. With his real skills and knowledge, he has upheld the reputation of the auction house.

The group then came to the Guyun Market located southwest of Chaoyang.

Originally an abandoned brick kiln factory, it was quickly transformed into a bustling second-hand trading market amid the antique craze.

Everyone who deals in antiques here has a unique vision.

In the Guyun market, although there may be only one or two genuine items out of every ten items, Li Huaide and his team still made some gains.

However, these stall owners are very shrewd and are flexible in their quotes to buyers, so even if you buy genuine goods, the profit is very limited.