Damn, that's awesome!

How could Chen Yifei not seize this opportunity?

The old man immediately waved his hand: "No, no, I can't do it."

"I know you're good at appraising antiques," Chen Yifei said, arms crossed, looking thoughtful.

"I can't appraise antiques, but I can make fakes. I'm better at making counterfeit goods."

He has the ability, but it's a bit off-track.

You should know that antiques were particularly easy to make money in this era. At that time, you could also find bargains among antiques, and there were many items from before the founding of the People's Republic of China and old objects from the Republic of China era that you could get your hands on.

Chen Yifei only knew about famous people, but if it was a professional, he felt he had definitely made a profit by having such a person.

But he declined.

Chen Yifei didn't think it was a big deal; he was sure he could be moved eventually.

"Then I'll come find you next time! If you come a few more times, you'll definitely want to do it."

"Hey, kid, you must be from out of town. I don't trust you at all. You'll end up swindling all my money. It's not like I'm the one swindling others, or others swindling me."

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, the old man handed him the newspaper that was used to prop up the table: "Here you go, this is the real newspaper, today's, it's yours."

Chen Yifei opened the newspaper and immediately saw the news about the cancellation of the price limit on orchids.

They were utterly shocked.

"Tiger, Zhao Zhao, you guys come here right now! Lan Cao, Lan Cao has news."

Previously, the orchids that were collected were kept at home by Chen Jianguo. Later, Chen Yifei also asked everyone to collect orchids and sell them to his family.

They're all kept.