Chen Mo, who was working as a busboy in an antique shop, accidentally awakened his divine eye when his palm was cut open by a piece of bronze fragment.
Others rely on their eyesight to appraise treasures, but he relies on "seeing with his own eyes" to appraise treasures - by touching a cultural relic, you can see its past. It's clear who made it, who used it, and what they experienced.
Fake? There is nothing to hide in his eyes. Pick up leaks? The entire antique street is his cash machine.
Three hundred yuan was found in a Kangxi official kiln, and it was resold for 800,000 yuan. The broken paintings found on the street stalls turned out to be authentic works that had been lost for thousands of years.
From a small street anchor to a legend in the treasure appraisal world, from penniless to a billionaire. Chen Mo stood in front of the national treasure display cabinet in the museum and smiled lightly:
"I paid 300 yuan for this one back then."
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