Chapter 263： Bad apprenticeship

Qiao Yian really didn't expect that he would be so disadvantaged in his apprenticeship. There are only two ancient Qianlong Tongbao Taiping coins in the Qing Dynasty. This strong halo is only four or five centimeters, compared to the one that was also carved during the Qing Dynasty. The halo of the bamboo-carved snuff bottle doesn't look much different, but the vitality contained in these two copper coins is less than one-tenth of the bamboo-carved snuff bottle. It looks really weak and pitiful.

Qiao Yian touched her nose, secretly saying that she was unlucky, but it was better than nothing. She still waited for the anger contained in the two copper coins to penetrate into her eyes before she got up and left.

This Qing Dynasty Qianlong Tongbao World Taiping ancient money, the current market price is only five or six thousand yuan, even if she bought these two ancient coins, it would not be worth a Qing Dynasty snuff bottle that was leaked.

It's just that there are so many people around this street vendor with so many fakes. I'm afraid it's a bit difficult for her to find such a suitable thing.

Squeezed out of the crowd, Qiao Yi'an was sweating profusely. She felt that if she hadn't relied on her small body and great strength, her eyes were full of anger during this period of time, and she detoxified her body again. I really don't dare to dig into the crowd like that.

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, Qiao Yi'an stood on the street and carefully looked at the two stalls opposite. The stall owners of the two stalls opposite were old men in their sixties and seventies. They were similar to other shops. They are all piled up with dense things, but there are obviously not as many people in these two booths as the one I just met, and they look very sparse.

However, the figures squatting on the ground still blocked most of Qiao Yi'an's sight.

Qiao Yian took a few breaths of time to rest, and dragged his feet to the front two.

Just as Qiao Yian walked to the booth, there was a middle-aged man squatting underneath, and he asked in a loud voice, "Boss, how do you come out?"

The man held a small incense burner in his hand, and his eyes lit up, as if he had seen some kind of treasure.

The stall owner glanced at the man and made a direct bid, "This is a treasure handed down from the Yongzheng period, I just picked it up from a fellow outsider, and I saw him dig it out of the ground with my own eyes... Well, I don't either. If you set a high price with you, you can give me 800,000 directly."

"Sure enough, it's an antique from the Yongzheng era! I just said that I read it right!" The middle-aged man glared excitedly, his excited look almost startled Qiao Yi'an.

She was in the booth next door, and there were so many people around her that they thought they could have good things, but she only saw two Qianlong Tongbao.

Can there be a small incense burner and cauldron from the Yongzheng period in such a small stall? Is there such a coincidence?

Qiao Yi'an blinked, obviously not quite convinced, the ability was attached to the eyeball again, and the corner of Xiaoding's mouth twitched when he looked at the incense burner Xiaoding, who didn't see any halo in the opponent's hand.

She said there could be no such a coincidence! If it is true that the incense burner and cauldron from the Yongzheng period can only sell for 800,000?

She remembered that at an auction in Kyoto more than ten years ago, this kind of incense burner with gold and hollow patterns could be sold for a high price of 20 million!

Take a closer look at this stall owner's booth. The bronze tripods, Buddha statues, jade hairpins, etc. that are stacked together are not all stained with mud of the same color? How could such a clutter come from one place?

Obviously they are all bath goods!