The proud daughter of the reborn space

Chapter 69
Looking around, the stalls are lined up one by one on both sides of the street. They include pottery, bronze, porcelain, jade, wood, etc., ranging from large vases half a person tall to small jade pendants on bracelets. It's all here in history.Items that have been specially distressed cannot be seen as genuine when placed on street stalls. If you want to buy genuine items among the piles of fakes, you must not only have extraordinary eyesight, but also have enough luck.

Due to the weather, the vendors set out early and closed their stalls when the sun got brighter, so even though it was only after eight o'clock, the street was already very lively.

Then, I saw two cute little girls on the antique street, shuttling among a group of old men and uncles, forming a sudden landscape.

Hua Shu looked at the stalls one by one, opening her right eye to scan every stall she came to. However, after looking at several stalls in a row, she didn't see a single item with aura, which made her wonder whether the real antiques were genuine. Aura?

Finally, after looking at more than a dozen items, two items glowing with white light caught her eye.

The two items have a darker light and a lighter light. The darker one is a palm-sized silver phoenix mirror. The bright silver color seems to be very new. At first glance, it doesn't look like an antique at all.The other piece with a slightly lighter shine is a celadon rouge box with peony patterns. The rouge box is very clean, and traces of age can still be seen on the edge and base. However, the surface looks too smooth and shiny, but it has a kind of aura. Deliberately old-fashioned feeling.

Hua Shu picked up the silver mirror and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this?"

"Little girl likes this mirror? Oh, you are really discerning. Let me tell you, this is an ancient mirror, and it is made of sterling silver. Look at the fine lines. Only wealthy officials can use it." The boss didn't mind the other party either. He's a kid. Anyway, he hasn't opened yet today, so he's just passing the time. Maybe he can still sell it! "The little girl is very popular with me. I won't charge you a high price. The price is only 200 yuan."

"Two hundred? Why don't you go and rob someone?" Dong Chang called out before Hua Shu could say anything. No matter how she looked at it, she thought it was an ordinary mirror.

"What are you talking about, little girl? This is an antique. 200 yuan is already very cheap. Antique! Do you understand?" The stall owner immediately retorted. If he hadn't estimated that the kid didn't have much money, how could he have asked for [-] yuan? ?
Hua Shu looked embarrassed and said: "The color is so bright, it must be a modern imitation, but I really think it looks good!"

Dong Chang pulled her and advised: "You can buy this kind of mirror for five yuan. There is no need for two hundred. Let's go!"

Hua Shu did not leave, but picked up the rouge box and asked the price again: "Where is this rouge box?"

"This is three hundred, no two prices." When Dong Chang said that, the stall owner became a little impatient and seemed to be indifferent.

"It's too expensive. I only have 50 yuan. How about giving me 50 yuan for this box and that mirror?" Hua Shu took out 50 yuan with a tangled look on her face, looked at the money in her hand, and then at the rouge box and the mirror. Silver Mirror looks like it hurts.

"50 yuan, here" the stall owner hesitated.

"Xiao Shu, do you really want to buy it?" Dong Chang obviously disapproved. She was quite familiar with the antique street, so she knew very well that there were almost no genuine items in these stalls, and felt that Hua Shu was completely wasting her money.

(End of this chapter)