I asked you to write a book, but I didn’t ask you to reveal your criminal record!

The next day.

May 28.

The sun was rising, and the sky gradually turned a warm orange-red. On the roadside, the leaves and grass tips were covered with crystal dew, glittering in the morning light.

A cool breeze brushed Lin Chuan's face, making Lin Chuan less sleepy.

Lin Chuan and the little landlady made an appointment with Mr. Li to meet at Yueming Tea House.

In order to show their importance to this batch of antiques, the two did not drive a small electric car, but called a luxury car to come specially.

Car: Mercedes-Benz GLC.

Driver: Wang Zikai.

"Lao Lin, you... six!" Wang Zikai sat in the main driving seat, turned around, and saw Lin Chuan and the little landlady get in the car, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Damn it!

I used to worry that he couldn't find a girlfriend, but in the end, the girls around him came one after another.

Today, the girl who was wearing a floral dress and looked like a female star, according to Lao Lin, was his landlord, as well as his financial director, human resources director and the main investor of the company!

Because the little landlady was present, Wang Zikai could only greet Lin Chuan cheerfully to give face to his brother.

However, he was already whispering to Lin Chuan in his heart.

Lao Lin guessed that it was the reincarnation of Yue Lao who tied so many red strings for himself. Two policewomen and a little rich landlord?

Unlike me, I only have a little rich writer.

"Driver, go to Yueming Tea House." Lin Chuan and the little landlady sat in the back seat and called Lao Wang.

Lao Wang pouted, but who asked his brother to bring a girl, so he had to cooperate and said: "Please fasten your seat belts in the back seat, we are about to go to Yueming Tea House."

Lin Chuan laughed: "Lao Wang, it's rare that you get up early in the morning to pick us up. Didn't I disturb your sweet dream?"

"Dear passenger with 10,000 subscriptions, hello, I am at your service at any time!" Lao Wang said again.

"Go, go, be serious." Lin Chuan said with a smile. "My anti-fraud novel "Escape from the Wings" has been completed, so Qiqi asked me to go to bed early recently, otherwise it is easy to have liver fire and affect kidney function." Lao Wang explained. "Then you have to be careful." Lin Chuan teased. "Why did you go to Yueming Tea House so early in the morning?" Lao Wang asked curiously. Lin Chuan patted the box in his hand and smiled: "I bought a few antiques recently and asked someone to identify them." "Antiques?" Lao Wang was stunned, "You have already started to mix in the antique circle, and your interests are quite wide. What about the anti-fraud essay contest?" "The works that advance to the next round will be settled on May 31st, and there are still three days." Lin Chuan said with a smile. "That's right, Lao Lin, what prize do you think I can get?" "Second prize." "What about you?" "First prize." "There is only one first prize, film and television adaptation + copyright development, the competition is very fierce!" Lao Wang spat. The second round was judged by a professional jury - anti-fraud experts, anti-fraud police, and the masses who were defrauded, which was very different from the mass traffic obtained by mass marketing.

This part of the jury will pay more attention to exposing the evil of fraud, so as to achieve the effect of anti-fraud propaganda.

"Wait for me to adapt it, and then I will invite you to watch the movie." Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I think my scams are well written, and I have a better chance to adapt them!" Lao Wang said unconvinced.

Lin Chuan smiled: "Have you forgotten who taught you those scams?"

"Uh..."

Lao Wang was speechless for a while.

Mercedes-Benz GLC shuttled through the light golden morning sun, the engine roared on the road, and soon, several people arrived at Yueming Villa.

Lao Wang waited for Lin Chuan in the car.

Lin Chuan held the box and walked into Yueming Tea House with the little landlady.

It was the same waiter as last time, wearing a cheongsam and smiling, and it was also the same private room. Lin and Zhang pushed the door in, and General Manager Li was already waiting here.

"Mr. Li, sorry for the long wait."

Lin Chuan put the box aside and shook hands with Mr. Li in a friendly manner.

Mr. Li had a warm smile on his face and said, "Mr. Lin, Director Zhang, I just arrived too. Is it Pu'er tea?"

"No problem." Lin Chuan and the landlady nodded.

Mr. Li held the teacup with tweezers and said, "My wife liked Director Zhang's century-old red agate bracelet yesterday very much. She asked me to thank you."

"We should thank Mr. Li. Mr. Li can be said to be our guide in the antique circle." Lin Chuan praised Mr. Li.

"Haha, Lin Chuan, we are discussing and communicating with each other."

Both parties exchanged pleasantries and said polite words.

But they all had their own ulterior motives.

"Did you two go to East Street yesterday and find a lot of good things?" Mr. Li poured a cup of tea for Lin Chuan and the landlady and asked with a smile.

"I just tried my hand. As for the authenticity and quality, it all depends on Mr. Li to identify it for us."

Lin Chuan smiled.

Then, he opened the box, took out several antiques he had found yesterday, arranged them one by one, and presented them to Mr. Li.

Mr. Li took a sip of tea, picked up the "Xuan De Furnace" closest to him, and looked at it carefully.

"Mr. Li, just tell me what you have to say." Lin Chuan said.

"Mr. Lin, how much did you pay for this furnace?" Mr. Li gently brushed the "Xuan De Furnace", frowned slightly, and asked.

"Three thousand five."

Lin Chuan brought out the cheating price that the boss casually quoted.

Mr. Li clicked his tongue, then took a sip of tea: "Mr. Lin, to be honest with you, this stove should have been produced on an assembly line."

"Mr. Li, can you tell me the specific identification method?" Lin Chuan asked with a studious look on his face.

"Mr. Lin, you have just joined the industry. Let me teach you some basic methods. Look at the patina on this stove. Generally, the patina on older bronzes will be very obvious, like here..."

Mr. Li said patiently.

In his eyes, he thought that two young people, Lin Chuan and Zhang Xinxin, wanted to enter the antique circle because they sold a bracelet for 120,000 yuan yesterday, so they bought a bunch of items as soon as they got excited.

"Mr. Li, look at this hairpin again."

"The craftsmanship of this hairpin is quite good."

"This folding fan, the boss said it was the work of Zheng Banqiao."

"Hmm... It should be quite useful when the weather is hot."

"Mr. Li, look at this coin again." Lin Chuan put a coin in front of Mr. Li and asked.

Mr. Li talked for a long time, his mouth and tongue were dry, and he took a sip of tea.

He was already thinking about how to respond with high emotional intelligence, such as 'this ancient coin with a face value of one yuan should be worth one yuan'.

Put down the tea cup.

Mr. Li smiled, picked up the coins in front of him, looked at them, and was about to make a judgment.

suddenly--

He frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, and disappeared in a flash.

Mr. Li looked intently at the front of the coin, which had the words "Guangxu Yuan Treasure House made in Guimao Fengtian Province, one tael of silver". On the back, there was a dragon pattern in the center, and around the coin, there were the English name of the place where it was minted and the currency value.

hiss!

Mr. Li took a slight breath, his posture became much more straight, and his eyes were deeply focused on the coin in his hand.

This coin has a simple and solemn appearance. The silver is slightly oxidized, showing a unique silver-gray tone. The edge of the ring is silver-gray and darker. The color becomes brighter toward the middle. The transition is natural, neat and smooth. Under the illumination of light, The surface has a soft sheen.

The font on the front is vigorous and powerful, surrounded by exquisite patterns and smooth lines. On the back of the coin, the scales of the dragon are clearly visible, and the eyes are bright.

The patina on both sides of the coin can be determined to be naturally formed.

Mr. Li's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his mouth opened slightly. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to express it.

finally.

He swallowed, suppressed his rapidly beating heart, and slowly put down the coin: "Mr. Lin, I have to go to the bathroom, please excuse me."

Before he could see the expressions of Lin Chuan and the tenant, he had already walked out of the private room and walked to a hidden corner of Yueming Tea House. After confirming that there was no surveillance and no one around, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Sister Liu!"

Mr. Li said, breathing a little quickly.

"Are you done with those two brats? Once you're done, take them to the antique market and let them have some fun." A woman's voice came from the phone.

If Lin Chuan and the little tenant were present, they would definitely be able to identify the owner of the voice.

It is Lao Zhang’s partner, Liu Qing.

"Liu Qing, the situation has changed!" Mr. Li took a deep breath and said.

"What's going on?" Liu Qing asked.

"That kid may have found something good!" Mr. Li said after swallowing.

"He's a novice in antiques. I looked at a few things I bought last night. If he doesn't have any talent in antiques, what good stuff can he get?" Liu Qing snorted.

"He showed me several items, which are indeed items that only novices can buy, but he just showed me a coin." Mr. Li said solemnly.

"What coin?"

"Fengtian one or two!"

On the other end of the phone, Liu Qing was visibly startled, and then said: "You've got it, Fengtian only has one or two coins, how could it be in his hands?"

"I don't believe it either, but that coin looks so similar!" Mr. Li sounded excited.

"Calm down and describe the coin carefully," Liu Qing said.

"good."

Mr. Li described everything he saw in detail, including the coin's appearance, color, coating, smoothness, approximate size and weight, etc., without missing anything.

"According to what you said, it does look a bit similar." Liu Qing hesitated after hearing this.

Fengtian Yiliang is the "coin king" of silver yuan in modern times.

Liu Qing and Mr. Li are people who are involved in the antiques circle. "Fengtian Yiliang" once sold for a sky-high price of 46 million, how could they not know?

Mr. Li habitually looked around, and then said: "If that coin is really one or two, our performance..."

"See if you can defraud that coin. Even if it doesn't work, you have to make a video and I'll take it for appraisal!" Liu Qing's heart was also ready to move.

She worked so hard to lure Lao Zhang into taking the bait, but in the end she only benefited tens of millions.

However, a 'Fengtian Yiliang' suddenly appeared in her ear!

Forty-six million!

This number had a fatal attraction for her.

In the private room.

After Mr. Li left, the little tenant stood in front of Lin Chuan and asked quietly: "You said in our situation, will they come in?"

"Don't worry, I've never failed." Lin Chuan took a sip of tea and smiled.

"Um?"

The little tenant woman frowned and raised her face to look at Lin Chuan: "I have never failed. Have you done this before?"

Lin Chuan's face darkened, and he said with a sneer: "I am a serious person, very honest."

"You are not honest in any way!" the little housekeeper pouted.

"I'm just kidding."

Lin Chuan laughed.

Actually, he wasn't kidding.

As the king of scammers, he has done this kind of game hundreds of times, and he has never failed!