Chapter 403 Antique Market
Hearing what the system said, Qin Yun slapped his head.
The stock market is the easiest place to lose money. He just thought about losing money, but he didn't expect that he actually bought stocks for a period of time before, and he made a lot of money.
The loss in the stock market must represent his overall loss. For example, if he earned 10 million before and lost 10,000 today, it means that he still earned 9.99 million in the stock market, which is definitely not a loss.
"Then I have to find other industries that I have no exposure to and let myself lose money." Qin Yun thought to himself.
He definitely can't touch clothing stores, and he can't touch the stock market and lottery, which are the easiest places to lose money.
So what else can he do?
For a while, Qin Yun felt very distressed and couldn't think of any other way.
It would be easy for an ordinary person to lose money, but he has the luck of wealth and can find money on the road.
No, as soon as he stopped the car and walked on the road, Qin Yun saw a black wallet appearing on the edge of the grass in front, and there were even two red photos of Grandpa Mao exposed in the wallet.
He went to pick up the wallet, then stood here, thinking about countermeasures.
Within a few minutes, a girl in her twenties hurried over, as if she was looking for something.
Seeing this, Qin Yun walked up and asked, "What are you looking for?"
"Hello handsome."
Seeing Qin Yun, the girl hurriedly said, "Excuse me, did you see a black wallet? I accidentally dropped it just now."
Hearing this, Qin Yun said, "What's in your black wallet?"
Seeing Qin Yun asking about this, the girl probably knew that Qin Yun had picked it up, and hurriedly said: "There is my ID card in the wallet, my name is Zhao Ting, and there are 300 yuan in the wallet, and there are two photos... "
She spoke quickly.
Qin Yun nodded and said, "Take a look, is this the wallet you lost?"
Seeing the black wallet, Zhao Ting's face was full of joy, she checked it quickly, nodded and said: "This is mine!"
She quickly thanked: "Thank you."
Qin Yun waved his hand, didn't say much, but walked towards the distant market while thinking.
"Xiaoting, did you find your wallet?"
Someone called and asked.
"I found it. A handsome guy picked it up and gave it back to me." The girl called happily.
She looked at Qin Yun's back, and seemed to feel that this handsome guy was troubled.
Even she can see that Qin Yun is thinking about something, which is probably very troublesome.
But what is this trouble? The so-called tall, rich and handsome, now that the handsome guy is tall and handsome, the only thing he lacks is rich, so he should be worrying about making money, right?
Zhao Ting thought with certainty in her heart.
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At this time, Qin Yun came to a street, and there were people selling various things on both sides of the street.
Since lottery tickets and other things cannot be bought, what Qin Yun thinks of now is to buy other things.
"The prices of most things are normal, and there is no loss of money."
Qin Yun thought silently, and looked in front of him: "But antiques are an exception."
There is an antique market in front of you.
For example, a bottle of water costs one yuan, three yuan, or five yuan. It is not a loss to buy these, but there are some exceptions, that is, antiques!
It is possible to buy a sky-high price, but it is worthless, or you may buy a very cheap thing, but it turns out to be a sky-high price.
At this moment in the antique market, many people were looking at things in front of the various stalls.
They basically stayed in front of the booth for several minutes to see if they could find some good things, and some people were watching with a magnifying glass.
If you find an antique, it's basically a post.
There have been several such incidents in this antique market before, which made many people interested in it.
Everyone believes in their own eyesight. Others can't find it, maybe they can find it directly.
In fact, most of these stalls are handicrafts. Even if they are called antiques from the Ming Dynasty and Song Dynasty, they are actually modern imitations.
Of course, some of them may be true. It depends on your own eyes. Sometimes stall owners don’t know whether the things they sell are true or not.
"There are many fakes in the antique market, and many of them are expensive. It is a bad thing for others, but it is a good thing for me."
Qin Yun thought to himself: "If I buy a fake at a high price, won't I lose money?"
He is now here to lose money. After thinking about it, this antique market is very suitable for him.
And he has never bought these things before, today is the first time, there is no loss of profits from previous purchases of antiques.
Looking at the various booths, Qin Yun was also looking for his target.
"The price is too low, don't."
Although it is an antique market, most of them are handicrafts. The prices are actually not high, and they are available for a few dollars. Buying these is of no use to Qin Yun's loss.
"This is a bit like the real thing, you can't buy it."
"That one looks old, like it's been there for many years, can't buy it."
Qin Yun walked around, constantly excluding pieces that might be real antiques.
Actually, there are not many antiques worth tens of thousands of yuan, and these all look real.
If it doesn't look like it, you can tell it's fake at a glance, and you won't sell it at such an expensive price.
What Qin Yun has to do now is to find out the fakes from these.
He knew that most of what he saw must be fakes, but he dared not choose.
With his luck, if he happens to find a real one and the profits come up, then it will be too difficult to lose money later.
In this case, Qin Yun can only change to another industry and continue to lose money.
"Huh? Handsome guy, is that you?"
Standing in front of a booth, Qin Yun was watching, when suddenly a voice of surprise came, and a girl came in front of him.
Looking at the girl's face, it was Zhao Ting who lost her wallet before.
"Xiao Ting, who is this handsome guy?"
At this moment, there are several people beside this girl, two men and two women. At this time, the two girls smiled and said.
The girl Zhao Ting explained: "Didn't I lose my money before? This handsome guy helped me find it."
She looked at Qin Yun, thanked him again, and then asked curiously, "Are you coming to see the antiques too?"
"Ok."
Qin Yun nodded, and dealt with it casually, without the desire to speak.
"This handsome guy is quite aloof."
Watching Qin Yun continue to look at the antiques, the people around the girl Xiaoting secretly thought.
"Xiao Ting."
At this time, a boy smiled and said, "You can buy any antiques you like directly. It is my gift to you."
"Wow, Zhang Dafuhao, only for Xiaoting, do we have it?"
"Yes, we are Xiaoting's girlfriends, you can figure it out."
After he finished speaking, the other two girls smiled and said.
(end of this chapter)
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