Chapter 374
Bo Ling was not cowardly this time. Instead, he looked into Jin Chaochao's eyes and said, "You never told me what you wanted me to do."
Jin Chaochao explained in a relaxed manner: "Do you remember what happened last night?"
Bo Ling nodded.
Jin Chaochao said bluntly, "I am a fortune teller. I not only tell people's fortunes, but also deal with some strange things in the world. You are destined to have a disaster, and this disaster will bring disaster to many people. If I save you, it is equivalent to saving many people. Do you understand?"
Bo Ling nodded, then asked in confusion: "So you saved me, and you really don't have any other requirements?"
"If I have to say a request, it's the same as your father. I hope you can live happily and well." Jin Chaochao said sincerely.
At this moment, Bo Ling's mind was filled with Jin Chaochao's voice.
Saving him is equivalent to saving many people.
So she was not only trying to save him, but also to save more people.
But in the end, she saved him.
Coming out of the garden, I met Jiang Li who was waiting at the intersection.
Bo Ling's mind was still confused. Seeing the boy of similar age in front of him, he asked curiously, "This is the Fu family, why don't you have the surname Fu?"
Jiang Li stretched lazily and said leisurely, "Isn't your last name Fu too?"
Bo Ling reacted quickly this time, "So she picked you and me up?"
Jiang Li looked back at him and said, "I'm different from you. I was picked up earlier."
Bo Ling: “…”
He has a lot of black lines on his head. What difference does it make?
He was curious before why there were so many irrelevant people in the Fu family.
It turned out that they were all picked up by her.
"You are not still doubting her intentions!" Jiang Li said.
Bo Ling quickly shook his head, "No more doubts."
If he were alone, he could doubt.
Now there are Jiang Li, Si Mingye, and Feng Su...what else is he doubting?
Why should he doubt someone who is good to him?
Jiang Li brought Bo Ling to the garage. He took out the key from his pocket and said with a smile, "Come on, I'll take you out for a walk."
Beijing is a strange city.
But Bo Ling didn't feel any discomfort at all.
He and Jiang Li took a car to the antique market.
There are a lot of stalls here.
The two were young, and as soon as they entered the market, people recommended things to them.
"Master, look at this bronze jar of mine. It's a bargain at only 700,000. This is a hot commodity that I just bought back from Chang'an..."
Without even raising his eyelids, Bo Ling said, "It's worth 20 yuan for your hard work."
Don’t think he doesn’t know. The authentic one is collected in a museum in Kyoto and is worth hundreds of millions!
Jiang Li's eyes went dark when he saw these things. Even though he had taken several classes, he was still a layman.
"I didn't expect you to know so much? Who did you learn from?" Jiang Li asked.
Bo Ling explained, "When I was young, I often didn't have enough food to eat. After school, I followed an old man to pick up rags. He gave me some ancient books, and I often read them alone at night, and I got started."
For someone like him, he can learn the knowledge in the textbooks after reading it once, and he goes to class just to escape from the Bo family and buy himself some free time.
Over the years in Xiangcheng, he read all the ancient books in all the libraries, studied every antique collection by himself, watched TV, and searched for knowledge on the Internet. Later, when the Bo family discovered that he could identify antiques, they took him to the antique market for a long time.
He is incredibly observant and is always willing to learn from others.
After a while, he learned a lot from others and studied on his own. Although he may not look very impressive, he has stood out among the young people.
Therefore, Bo Ji controlled him more strictly and suppressed him to prevent him from having second thoughts.
After walking down the street, Bo Ling shook his head and said, "Based on my current eyesight, I didn't see anything valuable."
Jiang Li slapped his forehead and said, "This kind of thing is hard to come by, it looks like I'm going to return empty-handed today."
What a pity!
The three things Si Mingye brought back last time were very valuable.
This kid...is so young, so he has achieved financial freedom directly.
Bo Ling said in a good-tempered manner: "Since we are here now, it is still early, let's go shopping."
I walked around again, but didn't gain anything.
Jiang Li's mentality also calmed down, "Forget it, let's go home today, and we can play again another day when we have time."
Bo Ling shook his head, "I'm not in a hurry to go home. I want to go to the Dabai Collection Museum here to have a look."
He saw a lot of real things when he passed by just now, but he couldn't make much profit from buying and reselling them.
It is only interesting to buy it if you like collecting it.
He saw several genuine antiques, but there were also a few that were beyond his knowledge.
He wanted to go and see for himself.
Jiang Li had nothing to do anyway, so he accompanied him into the Xiaobai Collection Hall.
Entering the store, an ancient atmosphere hits you.
The fact that Bo Ling was able to select three valuable collections at the Zhang family's appreciation meeting is enough to show his strong ability.
After entering here, Bo Ling was completely immersed in it.
I have a strong interest in every antique.
Jiang Li sat on the chair bored, took out his cell phone and chatted with his senior sisters in the class group.
Just then, an old man in his sixties entered the shop holding a pottery wrapped in golden cloth.
The old man found the clerk and explained his purpose, "Young man, this is a tri-color pottery piece passed down from my ancestors. I need money urgently now. Can you give it a look?"
The clerk casually glanced at the contents of his bag, then saw that the old man was dressed in ordinary clothes.
He reached out his hand nonchalantly and took the Tang Sancai from the old man's mouth.
"Old man, this Tang Sancai is neither a horse nor a cow. It doesn't look real to me. And the colors, the yellow and green are wrong. You've been cheated. We don't accept this kind of thing."
Jiang Li saw that the old man had a hunched back and red eyes, and it seemed that he was really in trouble.
He walked up to the old man and said, "Don't worry, I'll find someone to take a look at it for you."
He brought the old man to Bo Ling.
He was looking at a gilded silver plate from the Tang Dynasty. When he turned around and saw Jiang Li calling him, he was a little confused.
"This old man said he was in a hurry to get the Tang Sancai, which is handed down from his ancestors, out for you to see." Jiang Li winked at Bo Ling.
After being with Jin Chaochao for a long time, I have developed the habit of being helpful.
The old man looked very anxious and must be in urgent need of money.
He could buy his things with money, even if they were worthless, he would be happy to help.
Bo Ling took the things the old man handed over and looked at them carefully. After a moment, his eyes widened and he nodded quickly, "Really, old man, whatever you pay, we'll take it."
"Ten million!" The old man said with embarrassment, "If this thing is real, it's worth this price."
Bo Ling said to Jiang Li: "Give him the money, and I'll take it."
You can make at least ten times the profit in one resale.
He wants to buy it.
Jiang Li was stunned on the spot. He thought the old man would only give a few hundred thousand at most.
He asked again in disbelief, "Are you sure? Did you see it right?"
"I'm sure!" Bo Ling saw that Jiang Li hadn't spoken for a long time and had a strange expression on his face, so he frowned and said, "You don't have no money, do you?"
Jiang Li coughed, his cheeks slightly red, "That's 10 million, not 1,000 yuan. If it doesn't work, take him home. Even if I don't have money, there are always people who have money."
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