The Horington Antique Street was the largest antique market in Jazona. Many antique collectors would visit it, hoping to score a treasure. Both sides of the street were filled with roadside stalls that displayed all sorts of antiques, including silverware, bronze coins, paintings, etc.
One could find everything under the sun there. Nevertheless, one also had to rely on one’s eye to tell the genuine goods apart from the fakes. Even the most experienced antique specialists could be fooled due to the excellent quality of the imitations. As a result, it was very difficult to discern the authenticity of the items sold. One would have to rely on both skill and luck to be able to spot any treasures.
Since it was Jared’s first time in a place like that, his curiosity was piqued by the smorgasbord of items on display.
When they saw the look on Jared’s face, many of the stall owners smiled in glee. To them, he was obviously a fool that could easily be cheated.
“Kid, what are you looking for? I have everything here, and I guarantee they’re all authentic!”
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