Looking at the other party's posture, he casually pressed this million-dollar painting under his chair. It was obvious that the other party didn't recognize the painting at all.

If you don't know this painting, you can buy it at an extremely low price, but the prerequisite is that you can't let the other party discover the value of this painting.

Jia Siwen deliberately pretended to look casually and walked to the side of the stall.

As soon as the stall owner saw Jia Siwen, he greeted him with a smile on his horse and asked, "This little brother, what do you want?"

"I'll take a look." Jia Siwen said lightly, "Do you have any old things here? How come they are all things that are not too old?"

The stall owner was a middle-aged man in his fifties with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek. The middle-aged man nodded and said, "There are some, but the price is..."

"Money is not a problem." Jia Siwen took out the gold card and dangled in front of the opponent's eyes.

The eyes of the middle-aged man looked straight. This is really the gold card of the Tianchao Bank! There are tens of millions of dollars in it!

With so much money, it is enough to buy his stall.

He began to figure out how to fool Jia Siwen to make him spend more money.

"Hehe, I didn't expect my little brother to hide deeply, because my eyes are blind." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Okay, take all your things over and take a look. I'm very curious about what good things you have here. I just came out of the treasure pavilion. The things there really disappointed me." Jia Siwen deliberately pretended to be helpless. Said like that.

"Hey, the things in the treasure pavilion are deceptive. We who play antiques in Nancheng never go to the treasure pavilion." The man said with a look of disdain, "there is nothing good in the treasure pavilion."

"I won't go there anymore, I'll look for it at the stall outside, maybe I can get something good!" Jia Siwen said with a smile.

"Of course. Although the stalls are partly pitted, the real good things are hidden on the stalls. If you are lucky enough to find some rare treasures, you will make a lot of money." The stall owner said, patting his chest. , "And with me, you can definitely find something you like."

Jia Siwen laughed secretly in his heart, indeed, he can find Wang Qizhi's mountains and flowing water here!

"Brother, wait, I'll get the goods, you pick it." The middle-aged man quickly left.

Before long, he walked over with a pile of bronze, porcelain, and some calligraphy and art works.

"Look, my brother, this is a genuine bronze sword of the Warring States Period. The blade is sharp, and it is definitely a weapon to keep at home against evil. As long as you hang this bronze sword on the bed, there is absolutely no evil. Dare to come near!" The middle-aged man drew out his bronze sword, waved it, and made a burst of breaking wind.

When Jia Siwen saw this bronze sword, he didn't like it much in his heart, not to mention that this bronze sword was not really an antique at all.

If he hadn't had real eyes, I'm afraid he would have been deceived.

Seeing Jia Siwen’s expression, he was not very interested. The middle-aged man immediately picked up a ten-centimeter high vase and placed it in front of Jia Siwen and said, “I also collected this vase from the countryside. It is said to be a vase from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. ."

Jia Siwen narrowed his eyes while looking at the vase, and True Eye suddenly saw a strange mark on the vase.

Jia Siwen was stunned for a moment, and immediately closed the Eye of Truth. When he closed the eyes of reality and looked at the vase, he found that there was nothing on the vase.

"What is this?" Jia Siwen frowned slightly and muttered.

"What's the matter, brother?" the middle-aged man asked.

"It's okay." Jia Siwen smiled and said, "How much does this vase cost?"

"The vase is also an antique, and I have found someone to appraise it. This is something from the Qing Dynasty. If you buy it outside, it will cost at least 100,000 yuan!" The middle-aged man pretended to be embarrassed. Said.

"One hundred thousand yuan is one hundred thousand yuan." Jia Siwen said very readily.

It is not this vase that is valuable to him, but the secret hidden in the vase.

"Brother is really a refreshing person!" the middle-aged man said in surprise, "I will pack it for you."

Jia Siwen said: "Wait a minute."

"What's the matter, brother?" The middle-aged man looked at Jia Siwen nervously, for fear that he would not regret it.

"Hehe, I really like that painting. Give it to me." Jia Siwen pointed to the high mountain flowing water under the stool and said.

"Oh, this painting, this painting was made by others imitating Wang Qizhi's mountains and running water. It is a fake, but if you like it, I will give you the beauty of an adult." The middle-aged man sees that Jia Siwen is not. I regretted it, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief inside, and hurriedly pretended to be generous and said.

After speaking, he picked up the painting on the ground and put it into the bag and handed it to Jia Siwen.

After Jia Siwen swiped the card and paid the money, he hurriedly left with the bag of things.

It didn't take long before Jia Siwen returned to his dormitory. He carefully rolled up the painting and put it away, ready to give it to Elder Ye at night.

Then he put the vase on the table carefully, opened the real eye and scanned the vase.

I saw a mark emitting milky white light on the body of the vase.

Jia Siwen stretched out his hand and pasted it, but the mark remained unchanged.

"Does it use spiritual energy to motivate?" Jia Siwen narrowed his eyes and muttered.

While thinking about it, he slowly injected aura into that mark.

As the aura entered it, the light of that imprint became stronger and stronger, and in the next second, cracks appeared on the vase instantly.

Jia Siwen was taken aback, and quickly stopped the aura input, the pattern on it disappeared in an instant!

Seeing this magical scene, Jia Siwen's eyes widened, and once again he reached out and put his hand on the body of the vase, conveying a warm and moist feeling.

He gritted his teeth and entered the aura again.

This time, Jia Siwen took a long stream of water to input aura into it.

This time, the light on the vase gradually stabilized.

Immediately afterwards, a faint mark floated out of the vase, suspended in mid-air.

"This...what is this?" Jia Siwen looked at the complicated imprint, suddenly confused.

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