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Fortunately, Jiangzhou University is not far from the city, so Chen Fan rode a shared bicycle to Antique Street.

There are many antique connoisseurs here, and he specially hung the copper coin on the key and pinned it in the most conspicuous position on his waist.

Although it is said that the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, you cannot take the initiative to ask others about selling things, you have to ask others to ask you.

Otherwise, the price will drop.

At the same time, he also went to the stalls to see if there were coins of the same type and inquired about the market prices.

But after glancing at it, the information displayed in front of me was: ordinary copper coins, 2016, unknown manufacturer. Or other years.

Obviously, these are all fakes.

It's just an artificial look.

Chen Fan deliberately picked out a Yongzheng Tongbao and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this?"

The stall owner glanced at him and said, "Two thousand!"

Lying on grass!

Chen Fan shook his hand and threw the coins on the stall.

Can this thing sell for two thousand?

He already knows his price.

After walking around the antique market twice, looking here and there, a middle-aged man in his fifties came towards him.

The other person looks very elegant and polite, he should be a collector.

"Young man, can you show me the copper coin you have on you?"

Chen Fan looked at the other person, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't think you are in this business. Show me this copper coin. If it is genuine, I will take it."

Chen Fan took off the key and said, "What's wrong with this? It's genuine or not. We have strings of keys hanging on them in our hometown."

The middle-aged man took it and looked at it carefully. This is the product. It can't be wrong!

I couldn't help but feel happy, "Little brother, how much can you sell this to me?"

Yo!

The fish is hooked!
Chapter completed!