The next morning, Li Xuanzu didn't rush to set up his fortune-telling stall; instead, he decided to try his luck at the antique market.
Arriving at a fairly large antique market, many vendors displayed a wide variety of "old items".
"Young man, come and see my ceramics, Tang tri-color pottery from Luoyang, it's very famous." A vendor, seeing that Li Xuanzu looked much younger, stopped him with the intention of swindling the naive young man.
Li Xuanzu looked at a horse-shaped ceramic piece that the vendor was pointing to. The colors were rich, but too bright, and it was obviously made using modern techniques.
Li Xuanzu was too lazy to expose him, since most of the vendors here relied on these fake goods to cheat people. He was looking for someone who sold ancestral heirlooms.
He waved his hand and walked straight to the next stall.
It has to be said that these people are really good at talking. They can make fake things sound real. They start with hundreds of thousands, but if you really try to bargain with them, they can make a profit of just a few dozen yuan.
Once the price is agreed upon, you can't try to negotiate any further.
No businessman is without guile.
Thinking this, Li Xuanzu came to an old lady's stall.
Li Xuanzu paused for a while and chatted with the old lady.
I learned from her that these were her late husband's belongings. He said they were quite valuable, so he took them out to sell, but he didn't know how much they were worth.
There are many elderly people like this, but they don't have many people to turn to, and they have no way of knowing if they get scammed.
Li Xuanzu took a liking to a box. The box looked somewhat old and obviously quite old. Li Xuanzu also used his divine sense to see what was inside the box: a painting tube. It was definitely old; even Qian Gang, a college student, didn't know much about history.
Li Xuanzu glanced at the price tag: three hundred yuan. This was the most expensive item among the pile of items.
Actually, the box itself is worth more than that price; it just looks very old and its age is unclear, but the painting inside must be valuable.
"Grandma, I'll take this box." Li Xuanzu didn't think too much about it. He put down the money, picked up the box, and left, also taking some inexpensive but interesting trinkets.
Actually, there are quite a few young people in the antique market, but many of them come hoping to get lucky. Some even manage to bargain down items worth hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars to a few hundred dollars and still feel like they've made a profit.
However, one person caught Li Xuanzu's attention: a boy who also seemed to be a student.
He never listened to the vendors hawking their wares; he specifically sought out those who brought their own unknown items to sell, like the old lady Li Xuanzu had just met.
Moreover, their moves are very precise; the value of the items they acquire far exceeds the price at which they are sold.
Li Xuanzu felt increasingly uneasy. He couldn't discern the intrinsic value of the items the boy bought, but the boy had definitely gotten a bargain. He could only find items by intuition, not with the same precision as the boy.
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He used his divine sense to investigate the boy, and he could see clearly everything about his marriage, fortune, wealth, past and present lives, and even his birth date and time.
The result left Li Xuanzu completely bewildered. Judging from his fortune, he was destined for great wealth and honor in the future, and his facial features were even auspicious. What did this mean? At least when the first great calamity came, he would definitely not die.
Then there's his marriage. To be precise, his marriage is quite strange, almost like a love affair. He doesn't have a fixed wife, but he's destined to have many romantic relationships.
In general, a person's marriage is connected to another person by a thin red thread, which is called the red thread of fate. The thicker the thread, the more stable the marriage, and vice versa.
But this person had many red lines on his body, which Li Xuanzu was too lazy to count, but there were at least ten.
As for why I'm confused, it's because of past and present lives.
He had no past life!
There are two possibilities in this situation. First, it could be a soul born of heaven and earth being reincarnated for the first time, in which case it is impossible for it to have a previous life. Second, it could be a so-called reborn person.
Compared to the former, Li Xuanzu preferred to believe the latter, because there were still reborn people on the Blazing Spirit Continent, but the so-called souls born and nurtured by nature only existed in legends.
Li Xuanzu remembered his appearance and kept it in mind.
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