C2 Discover Amazing Treasures

Lee Heng looked around in disbelief. He couldn't help but look at the places where there were many beauties. In the end, they were all naked.

"Oh my god …" It's that cobblestone! "

In an instant, he understood that all the changes in his perception had been caused by him colliding with that pebble from the beginning.

Clearly, it was not a pebble. Rather, it was a treasure that he could not understand. Now, it had changed his physique and created the ability to see through everything.

At this moment, he looked at his surroundings. As long as he focused his mind, he would be able to see the countless details and patterns on it.

Not only that, his eyesight had also increased, allowing him to see the internal structure inside. Although he wasn't too clear about the details, he could at least get a rough idea of the current age.

At this moment, Lee Heng stared at a stall owner's broken porcelain bottle for a while.

He felt an ancient aura. Although it was not very far away, it seemed to be around a hundred years old.

"Porcelain vases, specially used by the imperial palace during the Mid-Qing Dynasty, 153 years old, slightly damaged. According to the modern market price, it's worth 3,000 yuan. After recovering, it costs 5,000 yuan. Do you want to recover?"

Lee Heng was stunned by the sudden voice.

He immediately realized that it was due to the usage of that pebble. Not only did it change his eyesight, but it also had the ability to appraise treasures. This made his breathing quicken.

"Do you want to recover?" the voice in his mind asked.

Lee Heng laughed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He was well aware of the depth of this trip and the fact that they were able to set up stalls was because they could turn a 40 meter long knife into a 40 meter long knife just by exposing a little bit of their presence.

"Uncle, this vase is not bad, but it's a pity that the texture is not right. This texture should be from the early Qing Dynasty, and if it wasn't for my good eyesight, I would have been tricked by him."

The stall owner gave a thumbs up. "You have good eyes, young man. How about it? Take it away cheaper. It's been here for a few days, no one has bought it."

"Thirty, I'll buy it and see if there are any other unlucky bastards." Lee Heng said with a mischievous smile.

"You're really something." The old man laughed, "So what if you're 30. Take it away. I got it with 20 yuan back then, so it can be considered to be worth 10 yuan."

An expert's words naturally didn't require much nonsense.

Thirty yuan was enough for Lee Heng to earn three thousand yuan. In the antique industry, it was indeed a land where one could make a fortune.

He was extremely excited in his heart. In fact, if he were to look at this porcelain bottle himself, he would be able to see through it. However, he had spent a great deal of energy and did not dare to be sure.

Now that he had been guided by this gem, his eyesight had deepened and he instantly confirmed that this gem really belonged to the Mid-Qing Era.

Actually, this pattern had already appeared at that time. It was just that it was not very common in the palace.

If he had a little bit of experience, Lee Heng wouldn't be able to sit still. Now that he had this ability, how much of a big deal would he be able to accomplish? Was his family still worried that the creditors would come every day to try to force the debt?

Would he still be unable to breathe due to the pressure of the Lee family?

"Damn it, I'm going to make a killing!"

Lee Heng was extremely excited. He stood up and looked around, but coincidentally, he saw that old fogey was still selling that crappy calligraphy and painting at the entrance of the imitation market.

Other than the watermark, Zhang Wanqian's fake calligraphy really did look no different from the real thing.

He used his eyesight to carefully look at the words. Suddenly, the layers of structure of the painting were stripped off. When he focused on the words on the watermark, he was stunned.

Floating!

These watermark words were actually floating!

"The calligraphy of the early Song Dynasty's calligraphy master, Zhang Wanqian, was accidentally marked with a watermark. It can be eliminated. The price is between three hundred thousand and five hundred thousand. The price is higher. Do you want to remove the watermark?"

"This is f * cking true!" Lee Heng couldn't sit still anymore.

It seemed that the old man had also been fooled by the watermark. It was definitely someone from the later generations who didn't understand antiques. They simply took out a seal and imprinted it on it.

This was a great opportunity, a great opportunity.

At this moment, the old man was still being scolded and despised by the passersby. He was extremely depressed. How could it be so easy to find unlucky fellows who could come here without having good eyesight?

However, Lee Heng, that unlucky bastard, smiled as he walked over.

"Geezer, you can't sell it, right?"

"Go go!" The old man did not like him.

"Alright, it seems like it won't be easy for you. Sell me three hundred yuan." I'll use it to erase the watermark and find my own home. How about it? "

"Bullshit, you can erase the watermark. If the paper breaks, you will die an even worse death!"

"At most, I'll just throw a little more money. As long as I can eliminate the watermark, there might not be any unlucky bastard who would buy it, right?"

Seeing Lee Heng's brilliant smile, the old man wanted to punch him, but his face still darkened as he talked about the price for a while. In the end, the deal was made for the five hundred yuan.

The moment Lee Heng received the painting, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. This time, he really picked up a treasure. Three to five hundred thousand yuan worth of calligraphy and paintings!

"Haha, I'm rich!"

Lee Hengxing controlled his emotions and didn't let anyone see his expression.

At this moment, Wang Jin and the others had already walked over with a small purple teacup in their hand. It looked like a purple sand cup and looked like a new one.

"Lee Heng, we're done searching. It's your turn, did you look for porcelain?" Wang Yuan toyed with the small teacup as he looked at Lee Heng with a gaze full of ridicule.

He couldn't wait to see Lee Heng kneel down and slap his face before calling him a wild dog. Moreover, when the time came, he would give Lee Heng three slaps to vent the hatred in his heart.

Seeing the confidence in their eyes, Lee Heng frowned as he looked at the small teacup.

He could tell that this was at most a purple sand cup from the late Qing Dynasty, at most a thousand yuan.

Sure enough, the sound of the Divine Stone's automatic judgement did not differ much from his own judgement.

However, when his eyes swept across Wang Jin's group, his gaze finally landed on a small porcelain bowl that was hidden in Wang Yuan's pocket. He hid it very well.

"This is …"

Focusing, the sound of the Divine Stone's automatic judgement came out.

"A porcelain bowl from the beginning of the Qing Dynasty. Clear sky patterns. Red sand on the bottom. Bright and smooth glaze. Extremely high craftsmanship. Uncommon treasure. A bowl's value is between 50,000 and 100,000 yuan."

Hearing this, Lee Heng's blood froze.

This Wang Yuan did not have good intentions at all!

He held a porcelain cup in his hands to tempt him, secretly hiding his killing move. If he did not have the Divine Stone, he would be finished today.

"Hey, what's there to be surprised about? Where did you pick out the porcelain? Is it the broken vase you're carrying?" Wang Yuan asked.

Wang Jin was stunned: "You bought the old man's painting at the door?"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst out laughing.

"Hahaha... Lee Heng, oh, Lee Heng! "Awesome!"

"Magnanimous!" "Good eye, I think highly of you!"

"Hahaha, Lee Heng, I've never admired anyone in my life and you're the only one! "You should treasure this painting properly. After a thousand or eight hundred years, it might be worth a lot!"

Hearing the ridicule from the others, Lee Heng smiled and was not angry.

What was there to be angry at about? They just hoped that when that thing appeared, they wouldn't be so angry that they would vomit blood.

"I haven't picked out my porcelain yet. Wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

Lee Heng chuckled and turned around to leave.

Wang Jin and the others were surprised, especially Wang Jin. From Lee Heng's smile, he felt a trace of danger and a bad premonition immediately emerged in his heart.

The few of them looked at each other and immediately followed.