I Can Copy All the Skills

"Damn, if I didn't happen to have the ability to copy, I would have been deceived."

Yin Jing looked at this "peasant", he was honest and honest, and he was a little hesitant to speak. Even after the customers gathered around, there was still so much timidity, which made Yin Jing a little puzzled, "This guy has no acting skills?"

After a few days of exploration, Yin Jing also roughly knew that this skill was not so easy to produce. Being able to generate skills is enough to survive in this line of work.

Forgery skills and antique appreciation skills, that's fine, especially primary driving skills.

To know this elementary driving skill, Yueran Technology and Technology Department has none, not even Ling Mo and Zhuang Lingfeng.

"Primary counterfeiting skills, fusion!" Yin Jing first upgraded the two counterfeiting skills to the intermediate level.

After combining the counterfeiting skills with the antique appreciation skills, Yin Jing can see clearly how these antiques are faked.

It is a pity that there are only primary antique appreciation skills. If there is another intermediate appreciation skill, he can copy and upgrade to advanced. I believe that at that time, just a glance will be able to see the authenticity.

There is a problem with the ability to copy, that is, after upgrading to the advanced level, no matter how much copying the lower level is, it can only have the effect of checking for leaks and filling vacancies, but in fact it does not have much effect.

It was as if Yin Jing's counterfeiting skills were at the intermediate level now, so even if he copied more low-level counterfeiting skills, it would be useless.

He can only copy intermediate-level counterfeiting skills, or directly copy advanced counterfeiting skills.

"Sure enough, if someone with counterfeiting skills takes out something that fools Xiaobai, how can it be true." After Yin Jing checked all the antiques, he was not interested at all.

On the contrary, those Xiaobai, under the double reeds of the store manager and the master of counterfeiting, were defeated one after another, thinking that they had found the real treasure this time.

Originally, Yin Jing didn't intend to take care of it, but unexpectedly, the store manager began to trick one of the young couples into taking out a loan of 100,000 yuan to buy a piece of porcelain.

"Hey, hey, that's enough." Yin Jing frowned, "If you can't afford it, don't buy it, just do what you can."

"What did you say? You look down on us?" Among the young couple, the tall and fat boy glared at Yin Jing.

"Young man, you can leave if you don't buy it. Don't delay the business in our store." The store manager glared at Yin Jing with a hint of threat.

"Who are you threatening?" Yin Jing was upset. "If others have money, it's fine if you cheat, but these two are still college students, so how can they have so much money?"

"You also want to cheat them and let them take out loans. Do you still have a conscience? Don't buy them. The two of them are partners, and they are lying to you together."

Two of them had already paid, and five or six people were queuing. Hearing Yin Jing's shout, they were a little stunned, and looked at the store manager and the peasant actor with hesitant eyes.

"You're slandering, believe it or not, I'll sue you?" The store manager jumped over and shouted angrily.

"Really? Then you should call the police." Yin Jing sneered, "It looks like you dare to call the police."

"I won't buy it anymore, I won't buy it anymore." The customer who was about to pay when he saw the store manager clearly started to flicker, put down an ancient coin in his hand, and turned to leave.

"Stop. You've all placed an order, so you have to pay." The store manager said anxiously and angrily, and winked at one of the store clerks.

The clerk was very clever, and immediately sent a text message quietly, and soon, more than a dozen people in the store came out.

"Who won't pay for it?" The leader was a gangster dyed with grandma's ashes, with a cigarette still in his mouth, he said in a puff of smoke.

"You guys are forced to buy and sell." A customer muttered.

Seeing so many gangsters suddenly appear, they were also a little panicked.

The gangster who took the lead sneered: "What is strong buying and strong selling? We have made it very clear,

The order has been opened and no returns will be accepted. Everyone is a civilized person. Talk well. If you don’t talk to me well, don’t blame my brother for not giving face. When the time comes, don’t blame me for not reminding me in advance. "

The store manager pointed at Yin Jing and said, "Brother Quan, it's this kid who spread rumors in my store."

Taking the lead, Brother Quan turned and stared at Yin Jing, and said, "Boy, do you know who covers this antique street? Damn, dare to make trouble here..."

"Come on, teach me a lesson and teach him a lesson, and let this kid have a long memory."

Brother Quan instructed his subordinates to do something, he wanted to kill the chickens and show the monkeys, and let others see his methods.

This is not the first time this kind of thing, Quan brother can be said to be familiar with the road.

Brother Quan's subordinates, the two closest to Yin Jing, kicked Yin Jing each with one kick.

"so slow!"

Fast and slow are relative.

The speed of these two people's feet is very fast in the eyes of others, and even some people have closed their eyes and can't bear to watch.

However, in Yin Jing's opinion, the speed of these two people's feet is too slow.

Boom!

Yin Jing came first, and before his feet came over, he punched the two of them to the ground.

"How...how is this possible?" The store manager's eyes widened, suddenly panicking.

And the customers all showed a relaxed color.

"Grass, dare to fight back, let's go together." Brother Quan blinked, his two subordinates were knocked to the ground, and he was furious and roared.

The owner of this grocery store often has some means of slaughtering customers, and it is also covered by Brother Quan. Of course, the owner of the grocery store wants to give Brother Quan a cut.

If he can't cover this matter, who will pay him the protection fee in the future?

Who still bird him?

The rest of the gangsters also rushed towards Yin Jing.

Yin Jing also doesn't know any martial arts. He is now at the sixth level of Qi refining, and pure crushing is the power of the flesh, which far exceeds these people.

All martial arts in the world are invincible, only fast is invincible. He has no rules now, just a word for fast.

But this is precisely the most effective way, but for a moment, all these people were beaten to the ground. One by one curled up on the ground, unable to get up.

"Big... Big brother... I have no eyes, I admit it..." Brother Quan said with a pale face and lowered his head.

The subordinates here are only one of his three people, but, no matter how many people come, aren't they all serving food?

Brother Quan knows that he will never want to take revenge in his life.

Yin Jing hummed: "Huh. After that, just do business honestly, especially those young people, don't tempt them to take out loans, young people's ability to bear is poor, if they can't change the money and commit suicide, the debt will be paid for It's on your head, isn't it afraid of harming Yin virtue by doing this?"

"Yes, yes, I see." The grocery store owner disagreed, but still admitted it honestly.

Those who didn't buy the antiques all ran away, the two who had already spent the money asked for a refund, and the grocery store owner could only pay honestly.

Yin Jing turned back to the painting and calligraphy shop in front. At this moment, Fang Tianze was sitting inside, drinking tea and chatting with the boss.

Yin Jing was about to go in and sit down, but suddenly he saw one of the several picture scrolls placed at the door of the painting and calligraphy shop next door, very different from others.

He stepped forward to pick it up, and as the scroll unfolded, the smiles on his face became more and more.

"Little Boss, you have a good eye. This copy of Zhao Lingrang's work has won the samsara, enough to make the fake real." The boss is a middle-aged man wearing a black T-shirt, **** with a horse face, and he smiled. , very ugly.

"How to sell this painting?" Yin Jing asked directly.

"Since the little boss, you sincerely want it, then I will sell it to you for five thousand yuan." The boss of the horse face said with a smile. This smile revealed a mouth full of yellow teeth. Obviously, this is a smoker who smokes too much. .

"Okay, I want five thousand." Yin Jingjing didn't bother to bargain, because he knew the true value of this painting.

"I want 10,000 yuan." At this moment, a young man came over at the intersection and sneered.

"It's you?" Yin Jing still remembered him. A few days ago, they wanted to buy their own hundred-year-old wild ginseng at the entrance of Tianjia Medical Center.

"Yes, it's me, I didn't expect that I could meet you here." Tian Wenbin smiled.

"However, I'm sorry, I have already bought this painting." Yin Jing said lightly.

"You haven't paid yet, and the boss didn't say I'd sell it to you, right? Boss, I want ten thousand." Tian Wenbin didn't know the value of the painting. To be honest, in his opinion, it was 100% fake. Yes, he did this to make fun of Yin Jing.