Chapter 26: Not True!!

  Turning his head to the sound, a man of about sixty years old, wearing a white silk Tang suit, looked like an elderly man practicing Tai Chi in the park. His face was ruddy, but what was most striking was that his hair had not turned much white, while his eyebrows were almost completely white, making him easily memorable.

  As he walked past Zhao Long, someone said something in his ear. Zhao Long glanced over and suddenly turned around. As he did, two people behind him, who seemed to be outsiders, opened up a map in their hands and took a look. However, in the instant that Zhao Long had turned around, he had already caught sight of their flustered movements. Just now, because he was preoccupied with his thoughts, plus the crowded street, he hadn't noticed anything, but unexpectedly, he had been targeted by pickpockets.

  Those two thieves apparently hadn't yet reached the level of sophistication to notice that Zhao Long's backpack had 100,000 yuan in cash. They just saw him deep in thought and quietly followed him. At this moment, seeing him suddenly turn his head, coupled with Zhao Long having recently undergone a physical transformation, although he seemed thinner than before, his eyes and aura were even more sharp and intimidating.

  "See... I told you we took a wrong turn, this way, this way..." one of them said, and the two quickly slipped back into the fake market street. It seems they were just petty thieves trying to make a living on this street.

  "Alright, I'll have to take action and break your claws." Although Zhao Long was distracted and didn't notice these things, with his current reaction speed and sensitivity, if someone really wanted to sneak up and steal something, it would be absolutely impossible for them not to be discovered.

  Although so, he was still very grateful to the old man earlier. When he looked at the old man again, he saw that he had turned around and walked into a store across the street.

  Zhao Long is also wandering around, taking a look at the situation of these few shops. It seems that the ones near Gaofang Hutong are all closed, and it's not clear if they have any relationship with Gaofang Hutong. After writing down the phone numbers from before, Zhao Long heads towards the shop where the old man went in earlier.

  This store is the largest one within tens of meters, with three floors up and down, ancient colors, carved beams and painted buildings, and two large bronze lions are placed at the door, which is also an old thing. However, this is not unusual in the cultural antique street, and many households have terracotta warriors at their doors.

  "Look at you, you're an expert. You've come to our Zhen Gu Xuan, you've come to the right place. The most valuable antiques from every dynasty, Han jade, Tang tri-color glazed pottery, Ming paintings, Qing porcelain... We have everything here. Especially the Qing porcelain, its craftsmanship is unparalleled. Look at this..." Zhao Long entered just in time to see a young man following behind the old gentleman he had met earlier, introducing him to various items with a glib tongue, as if there was nothing from the past five thousand years that he didn't understand.

  However, Zhao Long shook his head secretly after hearing this. This approach can only fool ordinary people who don't understand the trade. Looking at the old man again, he had a peaceful expression with a hint of a smile, listening to the young man's introduction and occasionally nodding in agreement, asking a question or two in coordination.

  Zhao Long came in just to thank the old man, but seeing him so absorbed, he didn't disturb him. Anyway, his purpose today was also to take a stroll, and he had learned a lot of basic knowledge from Lao Shi, so it was good to take a look around. There were quite a few people in this ancient pavilion, and someone came over to ask Zhao Long what he wanted, but when they heard him say "just looking", they didn't say anything else.

  After all, what's here is different from the high imitation in the hutong next door. The expensive ones are only a few thousand yuan, and the cheapest ones here are also a few thousand yuan.

  "The fur hasn't even grown yet, and it's already showing its ugliness in front of the old man. Let you practice your eyesight more often, can't tell the depth at all." Just then, a middle-aged man walked out from inside, about 1.65 meters tall, slightly fat, with some baldness on his head. The people in the store saw him, including an older person at the front desk, respectfully calling him boss, this man was indeed the boss of Zhen Gu Xuan, Shao Yu Song.

  "Boss..." The young shop assistant heard this and hastily lowered his head.

  Shaoyu Song waved his hand to chase him away, then smiled and said: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, this kid doesn't understand things, he's not well-learned and still dares to show off in front of you."

  "Not bad." The old man nodded peacefully as usual.

  "Please go upstairs, the good stuff is up there." Shao Yusu made a welcoming gesture with his hand and took another look at the old man, he should be the one. Last time when he went to the airport to pick up a VIP guest, that person had just gotten off their private plane from the VIP passage. But from afar, he saw some people going up to greet him respectfully, and at that time, Shao Yusu heard his big client call the old man "Fourth Uncle". At that time, he only took a glance at him from the side, but earlier in the office through the camera, the more he looked, the more he realized this old man was indeed that Fourth Uncle.

  Those who can come out of that special channel are at least chartered flights, and many are wealthy people with their own private planes. Although he still didn't dare to confirm that the old man was the fourth uncle mentioned by his noble guest that day, Shao Yusu still didn't want to let go of this opportunity.

  "I still have some things to attend to, so I won't go upstairs. Your young friend just now said something very good - the ceramic craftsmanship of the Qing dynasty is indeed unparalleled. If you have anything interesting, bring it out and let me take a look." Fourth Uncle glanced at the time and politely declined going upstairs.

  Shao Yushong hesitated for a moment after hearing this, then accompanied by a smile, asked Fourth Uncle to sit down in a corner, letting someone brew tea while he went to get something. Before long, he came back down with a small box, extremely cautious, his eyes vigilantly glancing around him, incredibly tense and careful.

  "Yongzheng famille rose 'Poem on the wall, plum and bamboo pattern' plate." When Fourth Uncle saw the object that Shao Yusu had taken out, he recognized it at a glance, took it over and examined it carefully, nodding his head in surprise: "I didn't think you actually had something this good. But I seem to have heard recently that someone who bought a Yongzheng famille rose 'Poem on the wall, plum and bamboo pattern' plate was robbed..."

  "Haha……" Shaoyu Song's face immediately lit up with a smile as he hurriedly explained: "You really are an expert, even knowing such a secretive message. This thing was indeed lost once, but later found again. The original owner had suffered losses in business and sold off many antiques, which our store then purchased. We still have the proof written by the original owner himself, as well as various appraisal certificates."

  At this time, Zhao Long had already turned a big circle in the store. The things here were casually priced at tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of yuan. Seeing the old man sit down directly, Zhao Long thought about it and was also ready to leave. However, just as he was walking away, he heard the old man negotiating prices with Shao Yusan, who directly quoted a high price of 50 million yuan. Zhao Long was also shocked. Isn't that too exaggerated? 50 million.

  What he didn't expect was that the old man directly named a price, and 35 million yuan was quickly agreed upon. Zhao Long had already prepared to leave when he saw the old man take out his phone, while Shao Yusu was already standing there with a smile on his face, carefully pouring tea for the elderly gentleman.

  "Really lost? That thing is fake?" Zhao Long couldn't help but ask.

  "Fake, didn't I tell you before? The market is 95% fake and only 5% real. Even at small auctions, the authenticity rate is only around 60%. Well-known auction companies are a bit better, with an authenticity rate of 80-90%. These are industry secrets. From ancient times to now, there haven't been many changes. But those somewhat valuable fake antiques... I think you should stop thinking about these things and focus on practicing the "Nine Turns Five Elements Body Refining Technique". Great, awesome me has thought carefully about this recently. If you can thoroughly control your left arm, it will help me understand my current situation and even regain my freedom. This is a big deal, a great undertaking, something worth striving for." Recently, I found Old Lost, he often says he's thinking about problems, turns out he was thinking about this problem.

  "Tens of thousands of dollars worth of gold was spent in just over a day, and later on, even more would be needed. Without money, where could he go to cultivate?" Zhao Long also wanted to find a mountain of gold to continuously cultivate, he also wanted to quickly control his left arm, eliminate this threat, and thoroughly make it a part of his body. But was that really possible?

  Just then, faintly heard that old man was speaking into the phone about a bank account number, should be asking someone to transfer money.

  "Wait a minute, I'll tell you later. First, let me tell you about this thing." After saying that to Lao Shi, Zhao Long took a swift step and quickly came over to Shao Yu Song's side: "So you were here all along, I didn't get a chance to thank you earlier, thank you, thank you!"

  Shaoyu Song suddenly saw someone approaching and was also startled. When he saw Zhao Long go up to shake hands with Fourth Uncle, he thought it was a friend of Fourth Uncle's and breathed a sigh of relief.

  "Hmm..." The phone call was halfway through, and Shao Yusu had just told the other person half of the account when Zhao Long suddenly appeared. Fourth Uncle was quite surprised, he did recognize Zhao Long, but it was the suddenness of his arrival that caught him off guard. What really surprised him was that Zhao Long grasped his hand and lightly tapped his wrist twice with his fingers.

  "Sit... Today I'm lucky, just strolling around and found this Yongzheng famille rose poem wall plum bamboo pattern plate. Take a look." Fourth Uncle hung up the phone and pushed the thing in the box to Zhao Long.

  As soon as he saw something move slightly, Shao Yongsong hurriedly used both hands to push it in front of Zhao Long, but his eyes were fixed on the phone in Fourth Uncle's hand, and he also felt that something was off, his heart racing. Then, his eyes began to size up Zhao Long, wondering who this person was who had suddenly appeared.

  "Hmm... not genuine." Zhao Long knew that his presence had already offended the shop owner by not buying this item, so he didn't have any qualms and wasn't going to waste time. He just took a casual glance and made a direct judgment. This was what Lao Shi had taught Zhao Long today - people who truly understand the trade don't say something is fake, but rather that it's not genuine.

  "This is outrageous!!! You... say it again, this thing has been auctioned off by a world-renowned auction house, and there's proof written by its previous owner, and these certificates. You say it's fake? You pretend to be an expert but you don't even look at it properly, just glance at it and dare to say it's fake. Who do you think you are?" Shaoyu Song's face immediately turned red with rage, as if he had suffered a great insult, his anger burning fiercely as he glared at Zhao Long.