When he returned, Lin Han leaned back in his chair tiredly, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Shen Nianyi's heart was in turmoil, but she gradually calmed down.

After sending Lin Han to the community, she said softly: "Lin Han, we're here!"

Hmm—

Lin Han hummed vaguely, opened his eyes, and reached out to push the car door.

"Hey! I..."

Shen Nianyi grabbed his sleeve, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"What's wrong, Nianyi?"

Lin Han frowned slightly, his dark pupils and slightly reddish eye whites made his face look even paler.

Shen Nianyi felt distressed for a moment.

"I'm sorry about what happened today!"

Lin Han laughed: "Silly boy, I didn't lose anything!"

"Will the Shu family father and son cause you trouble again?"

Lin Han shrugged: "Who cares? If an enemy comes, we will fight him. If a flood comes, we will block it with earth. Why think so much?"

Seeing that Shen Nianyi seemed to have something to say, he turned around and asked patiently.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Shen Nianyi's cheeks suddenly turned red, she bit her lower lip and lowered her eyes.

"Lin Han...can I be your girlfriend?"

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and dared not look at Lin Han again.

Lin Han stroked the top of her head.

"What are you thinking about? I don't want to think about relationships right now..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Nianyi, who heard something wrong in his words, was already annoyed and embarrassed.

With a click, the automatic door opened, and Shen Nianyi ordered him to leave: "Go away!"

Lin Han had just stood firm when the car roared and rushed out more than ten meters away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

This girl!

Lin Han shook his head.

In fact, it’s not that he doesn’t want to consider the relationship.

It’s just that my father’s health has just started to improve.

Although he has made a lot of money recently, the gap between the Lin and Shen families is still huge compared to the housing prices in Siping City.

Lin Han felt that now was not the best time to fall in love with Shen Nianyi.

He won't live off others.

You will not get a reputation of relying on your father-in-law or your wife!

He has to make a name for himself and gain wealth.

Lin Han's eyes were shining and he looked energetic.

The next day.

Lin Han's BMW drove into the antique street as usual.

The owners and employees of the shops on both sides of the road, however, pointed at his BMW as if they were seeing something strange.

They just gathered together and stared at the back of his car.

What are you doing?

Everyone has seen my car!

What's the fuss?

He parked the car and walked towards the store while thinking.

As soon as I entered the door, Zhou Ting came up to me excitedly with her cell phone in hand.

"Manager Lin, no no no, Dana Lin!"

She pointed to a piece of news on her phone and said:

"Lin Dana, you're on the news. You're a celebrity in the antique world now!"

What?

On the news?

Lin Han took the phone and started reading:

【Lin Han, a new star in the antique world】

The news detailed how Lin Han used water to determine the authenticity of a Southern Song Dynasty Ru kiln bowl with wood leaf patterns.

He also said that Lin Han's appearance symbolized the decline of the older generation of treasure appraisers headed by Shu Qing.

People like Shu Qing will withdraw from antique appreciation, and Lin Han will become the master of antique appreciation.

After reading it, Lin Han handed the phone back to Zhou Ting with a normal expression.

He walked silently to the counter and sorted the collection.

Zhou Ting followed with confusion:

"Boss Lin, your reaction is too small. See, it says here that you defeated Shu Qing! From now on, our Shen's antique shop will be even more famous!"

Lin Han ignored her, finished the cleaning carefully, and went straight into the back room.

There is a safe in the back room, which Shen Nianyi specially prepared for Lin Han.

In addition to the set of Hua Tuo's golden needles and medical skills, there was also the bronze man given by Aunt Yun, and an enamel bottle that Lin Han later collected.

It’s a bit shabby to want to open a store with only these three things.

Can……

On the surface, that piece of news praised Lin Han, but in fact, it put Lin Han completely against the Shu family.

This is a deliberate flattery!

Although Lin Han did beat Shu Qing once or twice.

However, in the antique world, Lin Han's current qualifications are not at all comparable to Shu Qing, let alone competing with him.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to get himself into a position similar to Shu Qing as soon as possible.

The most effective way is to open his own antique shop and create a reputation for Lin Han himself.

No more hesitation!

Lin Han locked the safe, said hello to Zhou Ting, and drove to another antique street.

Siping City is a typical northern city with square streets.

These two antique streets are both located in the south of Siping city center.

Together with the antique market in the middle, they form the Siping Antique District.

Lin Han parked the car and walked into the antique market.

There are street vendors in the market.

There are old sellers who have been here for years and make a living from this, and there are also antique dealers who have goods on hand and want to sell them temporarily.

These people travel all year round and are cunning and experienced. Nine out of ten of the goods they have are fake and one out of ten are real. They often deceive people into a daze and have nowhere to turn for help.

After all, antiques are a matter of personal opinion and depend entirely on one's eyesight, and no one can say that the stall owner is selling fakes.

The buyer who made a mistake can only blame himself for his bad luck.

Because of this, those who come here to test the waters and buy goods really need to have a pair of sharp eyes.

Lin Han put his hands behind his back and looked at the things on the ground.

Usually, no one here knows him.

But today, even though he was wearing a mask, he was recognized by several old vendors.

By the time he squatted in front of a stall and looked at the things, there were already a lot of spectators around him.

"This is the Lin Han in the news!"

"I heard he has a very good eye, and he rejected all of Mr. Shu's stuff!"

"Tsk, didn't you see what was said in the news? Mr. Shu is nothing now. In the future, our antique world will have to rely on Lin Han!"

"Hahaha! The news is all exaggerated!"

"It's a good opportunity to see what he can do!"

It was morning and there were not many people in the market.

The stall owners gathered behind Lin Han, folded their arms and commented on him.

Lin Han took a quick look at the things the stall owner had placed on the ground.

There's nothing special about it, just some old-looking combs, copper locks, fans and so on.

The stuff is real.

However, most of them are from the 1960s and 1970s, and the earliest one is the plum blossom lock from the Republic of China.

Lin Han was not very interested.

Even if these things were taken back, they couldn't be sold at a good price.

He patted his clothes and stood up to leave.

The people around him shouted:

“I don’t like it!”

"The stuff is not working! Come on, let's go to my house and have a look!"

I only heard one person say: "This man is a shoveler. Lin Han, don't you want to take a look?"

Shoveling the ground is jargon.

Refers to the kind of vendors who roam around in the countryside and mountains and specialize in buying old goods.

No wonder, these stalls have real stuff.

Lin Han couldn't help but take another look.

The stall owner knew that he was an important figure and greeted him warmly:

"Look, look again."

Well, you know what, when he looked again, there was indeed something that attracted Lin Han's attention.

It was a flat inkstone that had not yet been opened and was covered with black ink stains.

Compared with the yellow and gold locks and combs around it, this inkstone looks dirty and old, without any quality at all.

The seller was a smart man. Seeing Lin Han staring at the inkstone, he picked it up and said.

"Have you taken a fancy to this inkstone?"

Lin Han pointed to the ground and motioned him to put it down.

There is a rule in the antique business that things cannot be passed on second-hand.

No matter what it is, it must be placed on the table when it is handed over or returned.

In order to avoid damage and disputes during the handover process.

The seller placed the inkstone at Lin Han's feet.

The people around gathered around with a roar.

"What did I think it was? It was an inkstone that hadn't been opened yet!"

"Lin Han, how come there is no pond for a good inkstone?"

"Yes! This inkstone has no carving, no lines, and a rigid shape... I don't think it's interesting!"

The comments from people around him made the seller even more frustrated.

He was not optimistic about this inkstone at first.

The reason is the same as everyone else said.

Now that Lin Han finally likes it, everyone has pointed out so many shortcomings, so he definitely can’t bid for it.

"What are you talking about? Isn't Lin Han better than you? This is a good inkstone! What do you think, Lin Han?"

Lin Han picked up the inkstone, looked at it a few times, then shook his head and put it down.

"The main reason is that the pond has not been opened yet, and we need to find someone to carve it. Besides, the stone is not good..."

He sighed and shook his head regretfully: "Leave it to the destined person!"

"Hey hey hey! Don't go!"

The seller became anxious when he saw Lin Han didn't even turn back and didn't show any reluctance.

"Five thousand! Take the five thousand!"

The seller posts a price.

Lin Han didn't respond and continued walking forward, taking a look at the things sold by the stall owner next door.

"Three thousand! At least three thousand!" The seller slashed himself with the knife.

Lin Han turned around and stretched out three fingers.

The seller's eyes widened:

"three……"

"three hundred!"

Lin Han raised his dragon-slaying sword and slashed at his heel.