Master Xu from the Yinghuo Consortium brought a beautiful girl in. Although the girl was very embarrassed and covered in wounds, the bodyguards at the entrance of Ji Ya's guild seemed to have not seen it.

"Today is the quarterly exchange meeting of Jiya Hall, and many antique merchants will set up stalls here."

"It's an auction at 11 o'clock in the evening, and I'll take you to see it."

Zhou Xiru nodded slightly and said softly: "Thank you!"

"Now you play by yourself, don't walk around, give me WeChat if you have something to do." Xu Zhizhi pointed to the guild hall and said, "I have friends waiting for me."

Zhou Xiru nodded and agreed.

After hearing this, Xu Zhizhi walked towards the Treasure Building of Ji Ya Guild Hall.

After walking a few steps, he was worried again. He turned around and looked, but found that Zhou Xiru sat down on a stool under an ancient tree in the yard.

"She... won't have no place to go, right?" Xu Zhiqiu thought to himself.

"If she leaves later, forget it, if she doesn't leave--" He was a little worried about the question behind. He didn't leave. He took her to the auction. What about the end? This girl will leave after all.

He and she are not from the same world.

By the way, what is her name?

Thinking of this, he took out the promise letter from his shirt pocket, which read—

In a certain year and month, I encountered a car accident at a certain intersection and had negotiated with the owner of the car. The license plate number is ***95. If you have any problems in the future, you cannot ask the owner for compensation.

The following signature is: Zhou Xiru.

It turns out that her name is Zhou Xiru?

She remembered his license plate number, but instead of asking for his name, she simply replaced it with the owner.

Zhou Xiru sat on a stool. When she just sat down, she suddenly felt tired and sleepy.

As for hunger, she probably was too hungry, and she seemed to feel hungry anymore.

"System, how to do it?" Zhou Xiru asked.

"Host, as long as you encounter antique treasures, this system will naturally tell you the truth, age, origin and other information."

"Please solve the rest of the matter yourself..."

Zhou Xiru had already raised her feet and walked towards the stalls. Although she was embarrassed, there was still a stall owner who solicited her business.

She had no choice but to ask, who can come to Jiya Guild Hall to set up a stall, is a veteran of the Antique Street, how could she have any flaws to pick up?

After running around and observing for a moment, Zhou Xiru set her eyes on an old vendor selling porcelain.

The reason for locking him is very simple. Jiya Guild Hall is a high-end antique exchange hall. Even if it is a temporary stall, the stall owners are very high-end, elegant and up-to-date. Some people even specially brought glass display cabinets.

This old man was like setting up a street stall, spreading any worn blanket on the ground and putting on a row of porcelain. That's not all, the old man even made a lot of broken porcelain pieces.

After all, she was born into a wealthy family and had come into contact with the concept of antiques.

So, she squatted down on the ground, her eyes searching for the broken porcelain pieces-

"Uncle, how do you sell porcelain?" Zhou Xiru squeezed out a little smile and tried to make herself smile sweeter and cute.

Sure enough, when the old man saw her appearance, he lit a cigarette with a smile and said, "Whose girl are you? You look so beautiful, it's summer vacation?"

"Summer vacation?" It was like a thing in the past life.

"Uncle, how much does this bottle cost?" Zhou Xiru asked, touching a celadon wide-mouthed three-edged bottle.

Of course, this bottle is definitely a modern craft, and she can see it without systematic identification. Because the craftsmanship is too rough, the opening of the film does not look like a natural crack, but a hammer knocked out.

The old stall owner asked for 80,000 yuan when he opened his mouth. Zhou Xiru felt that he was trying to get into Xu Zhizi, who was playing blackmail with his life.

As for this old man, he is desecrating Chinese culture and playing fraud.

"Uncle, 80,000 is too expensive." Zhou Xiru shook his head and said, "Where is this little dish?"

"Twenty-hundred thousand!" said the old stall owner with a smile.

"Uncle, do you think you are selling cat plates?" Zhou Xiru put the black plate aside with some disgust, picked up a patterned one from the broken porcelain pieces, and asked, "How much does this cost?"

"If you want to break porcelain pieces, you can choose the big ones 50 yuan and the small ones 20 yuan, just choose it!" The stall owner smiled and took out a small paper box from the side and handed it to her, "Grand girl, uncle won't lie to you. My broken porcelain pieces are all dug from Jingdezhen, and they are definitely something from the ages."

The stall owner muttered in his heart, how could this girl's skin be smooth and tender, so why did she make herself look so embarrassed?

Of course, those who can enter Jiya Club are naturally either rich or noble, or they are from senior antiques. Therefore, he doesn't fool them.

Zhou Xiru nodded, searched among the broken porcelain pieces, and touched them one by one—

Big and small, she picked a total of 12 large and 7 small, totaling 740 yuan, but she bargained and asked for a zero.

Originally, Zhou Xiru always spent money with big money and never knew what the bargaining was.

However, over the past three years, various beatings from society have told her the importance of money. How can I buy things without bargaining?

The stall owner thought about it for a while and agreed.

After Zhou Xiru used her mobile phone to scan him for 700 yuan, she stood up and left with a cardboard box. She had to find a way to fool the things in her hand and be able to make money. This was the success of picking up the bargain.

This is the concept that the unscrupulous system just now told her.

"Big girl, wait!" At this moment, a gentle old man next to her suddenly called her.

When Zhou Xiru saw the old man's face clearly, she was stunned for a moment, but she had no reason. She knew this person, Li Yan, a professor in the Department of Archaeology at FD University of Magic City. She had listened to some courses on the origin of Chinese culture and cultural relics identification.

"Old man, are you calling me?" Zhou Xiru asked,

The old man nodded and smiled, "Grand girl, can you show me what's in your cardboard?"

Zhou Xiru put the paper box on the ground, took a few steps back, and signaled him to see.

Li Yan squatted on the ground, checked carefully, and confirmed that it was correct, and he was extremely happy.

"Girl, I saw the transaction with Old Man Wang just now. You bought it for 700 yuan. Now, I will pay 10,000 yuan to buy everything in your carton." Professor Li Yan said with a smile, "Take the money and go buy a new skirt?"

Old Man Wang was a little stunned. Could it be that he had a slap today and left the treasure?

Zhou Xiru bit her lips for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Professor Li, if you want it, 2 million!"

The stall owner, Old Man Wang, suspected that something was wrong with his ears. As for Professor Li Yan, he was also stunned.

"Do you know me?" Li Yan came to his senses. He was just "old man". Now, the other party directly called him "Professor Li", which obviously knew him.

Zhou Xiru whispered: "I am a student at FD University in Modu, studying history, and the elective courses are archaeology and new media."

Archaeology and new media culture are incompatible, so Professor Li Yan directly ignored the subsequent problems.

"I have heard of your class before!" Zhou Xiru squatted down on the ground. When she squatted, she touched the injury on her left leg, which was so painful.

From the paper box, she picked four slightly larger pieces of porcelain pieces, one small piece, only the size of a fingernail, and then pieced them together.

A small plate with a diameter of only about ten centimeters was pieced together, and everyone's breathing was suffocated. The pattern of the plate was a peach pattern with a peach branch. On one peach branch, there was a small peach hanging, and there were two bats next to it.

Zhou Xiru opened the two pieces in the middle of the small plate, and the back had the blue glaze characters, which were in the eleventh year of Yongzheng's reign.

She looked up at Professor Li Yan, with a smile on her lips and said, "I remember, you always said that the pastels in Yongzheng's later years were the finest among pastels of all ages. Although it was broken and not genuine, it did not affect its own price."

"Little girl, why do you say that this small plate is not genuine?" someone shouted next to him.

Zhou Xiru looked up and found that it was a big belly uncle. He immediately pointed to the small plate and said, "This was buried by the kiln owner. I looked carefully just now. There were no burrs or incompleteness. The glaze was as smooth as jade, and the pastel color was bright and lively, but-"

"But what?" Professor Li Yan squatted down on the ground, and he didn't believe it. Can this little girl see it?

"Uncle, look at this wing." Zhou Xiru pointed to the wings of one of the bats and said, "A stroke is missing here, maybe the painter is confused."

"2.2 million, I want it!" said the middle-aged uncle, and had already handed over a business card to Zhou Xiru.

Zhou Xiru was stunned for a moment, looked down at the business card in her hand - the middle-aged uncle was called Ma Jie, there was no introduction next to him, only one phone number.

After hesitating for a moment, she looked up at Professor Li Yan and asked, "Professor Li, how about you?"

"I..." Professor Li Yan smiled bitterly. He was just a poor archaeology professor and was only prepared to pick up bargains.

"Girl, the rule here is that if a few people like the same baby at the same time, they can learn the rules of auctions and bid!" Ma Jie smiled and said, "Professor Li, do you want to bid?"

Professor Li Yan shook his head slightly, he couldn't afford it if he didn't bid.

"2.5 million, I want it!" Suddenly, someone interrupted.

Zhou Xiru heard the sound a little familiar. When she looked up, she saw the handsome young man who was hit by her. When they added WeChat just now, she knew that his surname was Xu.

"2.6 million!" Ma Jie said with some annoyance, "Young Master Xu, why are you messing with me?"

"2.8 million!" Xu Zhizhi said frankly, "Boss Ma, you are talking about the bidding yourself!"

"Get it done, let it go!" Ma Jie said angrily.

Xu Zhiyi looked at Zhou Xiru and asked, "Or the account I just said?"

Zhou Xiru nodded, and walked past a paper box from the stall owner, Old Man Wang, packed the pieces of porcelain pieces, and handed them to him and said, "Transfer to me."

"You are talking very well now. I thought you were mentally retarded at first!" Xu Zhizhi said while transferring money to her.

Zhou Xiru seemed to have not heard this, looked at the red wine glass in his hand just now and asked, "Where are there wine and drinks?"

"There are drinks and snacks in the Zhenbaolou lounge area." Ma Jie said with a smile.

After hearing the bank text message prompt, Zhou Xiru held the paper box and the broken Chanel handbag and got up and ran towards Zhenbao Building. Professor Li Yan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but follow him.
Chapter completed!