The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Chapter 489

Leaving the street stall area.

Lin Chuan did not take Li Linger directly to the Garden Square for identification, but took Li Linger to the old street next door. This is the traditional antique street, and all the shops here are old shops.

After entering the old street.

Lin Chuan looked around and found a collection house called "Shuishui Xiaowu".

After seeing this collection house.

Lin Chuan smiled. In the original book, the protagonist Qin Chao found a genuine item here, and then shocked the entire antique street. Now, Qin Chao is not here, and this opportunity is his turn.

Entering Shuishui Xiaowu.

The scene is completely different from other shops in the antique street.

In the hut, there are shelves in all directions.

On these shelves, there are not antiques and calligraphy and paintings, but old objects that have been around for years, including wall clocks, candlesticks, oil paintings, wood carvings, and Lin Chuan even saw a few Transformers.

"Wow, it's a Barbie doll!"

Before Lin Chuan moved, Li Ling'er had already excitedly run to the shelf next to her. Looking at the dolls on the shelf, Li Ling'er smiled happily like a little girl and said, "This LOGO, this doll is actually the first generation? It's well preserved."

"Yes, your judgment is accurate!"

The shop owner is a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses and well-dressed. He walked over and explained with a smile, "I got this doll when I went to the United States a few years ago. Her previous owner was a banker. Later, he knew that I like collecting and gave it to me."

"This package is not even opened!?" Li Ling'er was surprised.

"There are some sad stories in it."

The middle-aged man nodded to Lin Chuan in a friendly manner and explained, "Her previous owner originally bought it for his daughter who was about to turn ten, but on the day before her birthday, his daughter suffered a misfortune, and the doll never had the chance to be given away, and he has been collecting it ever since."

"It's indeed a sad story." Li Ling'er's eyes were slightly red.

"Do you want it?"

The owner of Shuishui Shop asked.

"No!"

Li Ling'er shook her head and said with a smile: "She is someone else's life, not mine."

After that, Li Ling'er stopped looking at the Barbie doll.

The boss was speechless.

Lin Chuan looked as if he had known this.

Li Ling'er was in poor health.

But this did not make her sad, but made this girl more optimistic and strong than anyone else.

"Boss, what is the origin of this stamp collection?"

Lin Chuan casually picked up the black stamp collection sealed with plastic film in the corner. This is a genuine leather stamp collection, which contains various stamps from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, but there are no overly precious stamps.

"You mean this!?"

"I received this stamp collection four... five years ago."

The middle-aged boss thought for a moment and said, "A little girl came to my store to sell it to me. I don't know much about stamps and didn't want it at first. But the little girl said that her parents committed suicide after failing in stock trading and the family had no money. I saw her and thought of my daughter Shuishui, so I spent 10,000 yuan to buy it."

"If you want it, take 30,000 yuan."

"Okay!"

Lin Chuan nodded and scanned the code to pay.

Then.

Lin Chuan took Li Ling'er out of the store.

Seeing the two people leave without looking back, the smile on the middle-aged boss's face disappeared.

He had been posing here for a long time, using Barbie dolls and stamp collections to establish such a good personality, just to get Li Ling'er's contact information, but who would have thought that these two people would just do it! ?

"This guy, why doesn't he play by the rules!"

The boss took off his glasses.

He was no longer as elegant and easy-going as before.

…

Leave Shuishui Cottage.

Lin Chuan took Li Linger directly to the Garden Square.

At this time.

The square was crowded with people.

In the middle of the square, a temporary high platform stood in it.

Behind the high platform, there was a special corridor connecting to the Tianyi Pavilion behind. When Lin Chuan and the others arrived, the antique expert on the high platform was appraising antiques for people. Lin Chuan looked carefully and couldn't help but smile. This expert was actually an old acquaintance.

It was no one else.

It was Fang Shijing, the chief appraiser of Shengdingxuan in Zhonghai Antique Street.

But if you think about it carefully, it's normal.

Although Zhonghai is not as good as Guangzhou, it is also a big city in Lingnan Province. Fang Shijing can be so successful in Zhonghai, which means he has two brushes. What's more, he is also a director of the Lingnan Antique Association. It is very normal for him to serve as the appraiser of the Antique Conference.

At this time, Fang Shijing was appraising a palm-sized carved bronze mirror.

Next to him.

A short and fat owner looked nervous.

A few minutes later.Fang Shijing put down the bronze mirror.

"Master Fang!"

"My bronze mirror..."

"It's real!"

Fang Shijing smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The owner was excited and was ready to shake Fang Shijing's hand.

"Listen to me!"

Fang Shijing avoided the owner's hand calmly, then pointed to the carvings on the back of the bronze mirror and said seriously: "This carved bronze mirror is indeed an official product during the Jiajing period of the Qing Dynasty, but I don't know if it's due to the craftsmanship or poor storage. There are cracks inside the bronze mirror. Look..."

Fang Shijing handed the magnifying glass to the owner while speaking.

"Ah, this..."

The owner was a little at a loss with a sad face.

"But you don't have to worry too much. Although the cracks exist, they are generally invisible, so this carved bronze mirror is still valuable. I referred to similar collections and it's no problem to sell it for 200,000 yuan."

"Ah!?"

After great joy and great sorrow, there was another unexpected turn.

The owner's brain was a little short-circuited. After hearing Fang Shijing's words clearly, his face was full of joy and sorrow.

The joy was that this thing was still worth 200,000 yuan. The sorrow was that it was worth 200,000 yuan even if it was damaged. If it was intact, wouldn't it be worth a house or more... The more he thought about it, the sadder the owner looked.

When he walked down the stage holding the thing, he was already crying like a child.

Then.

Several other owners came on stage.

However, none of them were as lucky as the owner of the bronze mirror. They were all judged to be fakes.

At this moment.

A familiar figure climbed onto the platform.

Seeing this person.

There was a noise from under the platform.

"Why is it him!?"

"This guy just spent more than 8 million yuan on a painting at a street stall!"

"Not only that, this guy also bought a bronze and a lacquerware before. Although they are not as good as the painting behind, they also spent hundreds of thousands. Do you think what he bought is real!?"

"It's hard to say. This guy seems to be the owner of an antique shop. He should be quite capable!"

"I guess this guy is going to get rich!"

"What do you mean he is going to get rich? There are so many shop owners on the antique street. Who doesn't know what level they are?"

"Haha, what if?"

"What if is bullshit? After so many years, how much does anyone know..."

Amid the discussion.

Zhang Huai'en walked up to the platform carrying three brocade boxes.