The weirdest thing is that these stall owners also marked the heroic slogan of fake one pay ten in the most prominent position. Pinshu.com

During the Chinese New Year, the flow of people here almost triples. I usually look at things for half a year and a year, and at this juncture, I am willing to spend money to buy them.

A string of agarwood beads for 100 yuan, a nuclear carving bracelet for 10 yuan, and a cypress for 20 yuan are sold openly.

Some elegant stalls, the ground is paved with yellow thick, the bracelets on the face are quite expensive, Vajra Bodhi, small leaf red sandalwood full of Venus are all other goods.

The Clam Bracelet 2.0 is only 198, which has caused a lot of people to rush like crazy.

Jin Feng picked up a twelve-petal Donkey Kong Bodhi in this stall, but unfortunately there was only one, and asked the price for two hundred to buy.

Follow forward, ten yuan a random porcelain stall The flow of people is also quite hot.

After walking around the ground, the roadside stall bought a three-dollar flatbread and gnawed down on the parking lot.

There are more stalls in the parking lot.

But only for the remnants.

A plate in the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty is flushed and cracked, and the price is only 1200. There are also many local kiln celadon porcelain pieces of a few pieces and ten pieces, which are also fidelity.

Jin Feng watched it quickly, the flatbread was finished, and the underground stalls had been visited.

Then from the underground parking lot, follow the road signs to the antique city inside.

The depression of the antique market is not seen here in Tianxin Pavilion.

Every house has people open for business, and it looks vibrant.

Jin Feng did not go in, but quietly walked around and observed the collections of each shop through the window.

The decoration style of Tanzhou Antique City is very in line with international standards. Very much of the Gallic chicken country fan.

The inside of the transparent window is filled with good things such as the treasures of the store.

The most natural is the celadon and ancient porcelain from the local kilns.

It flourished in the early Tang Dynasty, flourished in the Tang Dynasty, and disappeared in the Five Dynasties, after more than 300 years of history.

Celadon and colored porcelain like this are in large quantities in the world, and the price is not high, and only a very small number of fine products can be sold for a good price.

After a lap, Jin Feng was slightly disappointed, pulled back, turned around and left.

It's getting late, so let's do this today, and then go to other places tomorrow, if it doesn't work, I can only fight the idea of chasing the female corpse.

There is no difference between going home this time and going home once.

Before he finished his business, Jin Feng didn't want to show his face, and he didn't want to have anything to do with anyone.

Some things are not as simple as they seem.

Some things, even with the help of the motherland, may not be able to fight the Li family.

At a time when there is a prosperous era that has never been seen in the ages, many important treasures and national treasures of the motherland of China were born in a large area, and it is just this opportunity of Li Shengzun to let the world know how much valuable wealth has been accumulated in the next 5,000 years.

I walked out on the path of the park, but stopped in the next second.

There was a tattered stall on the stairs, and it was the last one.

As night fell, the nearby stall had already finished work and gone home, but the stall was still sticking to the cold wind.

The bottom mat of the stall is the most common feed bag. The bag contained a few pieces of gray lacquerware and old-fashioned horse lanterns and two or three unknown bronze objects.

A man in an old-fashioned military coat and an old-fashioned Lei Feng hat sat on a small homemade bench, his hands in his sleeves, curled up into a ball.

Several skewer vendors walked past this man's stall with luggage and suitcases, and joked a few words with the stall owner.

"Brother Liu, you haven't picked it up yet, hurry up and go home. ”

"Liu Dada, hurry up and collect it, it may be freezing rain tonight. ”

The stall owner Liu Dada sat quietly like a sculpture, just humming softly.

Jin Feng followed a few stall owners who had closed the stall and walked a few steps, and slowly retreated to the stall and squatted down.

"Expert?"

"Hmm. ”

With Liu Dada's consent, Jin Feng first picked up a bronze object and looked at it, then slowly finished reading other things, and took out a cigarette to light it.

"How do you sell these?"

Jin Feng asked the price lightly in his mouth, and fiddled with things in his hand casually.

"Which one are you going to buy?"

The stall owner, Dada, had some thoughts, but he still shrank into a ball.

Jin Feng held a lacquerware in his hand, opened it lightly and sniffed it vigorously, and said quietly: "Pack." ”

"Huh!?"

Hearing the word packing, Liu Dada's statue-like body finally moved and slowly raised his head.

Beneath the thick and sturdy Lei Feng hat reveals a hollow and godless head.

The stall owner Liu Dada's cloudy eyes crooked Jin Feng for several seconds, some doubts, and asked in a daze, "What did you say?"

"I said how do you sell the package?"

Jin Feng handed Liu Dada a cigarette, his expression calm, with a smile.

Liu Dada was a little dazed and looked down at his things. It seems that I have some doubts about myself.

I've never met anyone who buys everything in one go.

After more than ten seconds, Liu Dada spoke: "You...... Really?"

Jin Feng snorted: "All of them." ”

When Jin Feng was talking to Liu Dada, many stall owners stopped beside the two of them.

Hearing Jin Feng say that he packed all Liu Dada's things, many stall owners were surprised and showed a touch of vigilance at the same time.

As a member of the country's nine major antique towns, these stall owners who practice stalls are very good at monkeys.

Dare to say the word packaging, either you are a local tyrant or a master.

Jin Feng's all-packing, there are too many meanings.

It was Jin Feng who looked at something in Liu Dada's stall. But this thing is absolutely only Jin Feng can see.

There are twenty things in the stall, and with the vision of each stall owner, I really don't know which one Jin Feng wants.

They are all the masters of the Heavenly Heart Pavilion, and they all know very well who has anything in their stalls. It's also an open secret who and whose things come from.

Liu Dada has been here for several years, and his things are clear. There is a genuine product, but it is not a good product.

Jin Feng seems to have absolutely nothing to do with the local tyrants......

Could it be that this young man who bought the buyer is a hairy man?

A group of people are full of good things about Jin Feng, but they all quickly determined that Jin Feng is also a novice.

Those who play antiques are embarrassed to get started at the age of forty-five, and they are all piled up over time.

Jin Feng is so young, and he will definitely not be a master.

That's kind of interesting.

Liu Dada himself can't touch the fire door.

Some of these things were taken by the old man in the family, and some were purchased, and it was completely unclear what Jin Feng meant.

After some short consideration, he gave his own answer: "How much?"

"You stuff you say. I was in a hurry to get home. ”

After a few short exchanges, Liu Dada's quoted price was killed by Jin Feng in half, and finally the deal was sold at a price of 12,000.

When it comes to closing the stall, there are 12,000 incomes, which is also a pretty good deal.

Liu Dada was excited. I quoted a very high price just now, but I didn't expect to be able to sell it for 12,000, which can be regarded as a big profit.

According to the rules, Jin Feng paid Liu Dada first.

Seeing so much money, Liu Dada's eyes showed a touch of deep greed.

When he took the money and was about to dip it in saliva, he was cold, and one of them came from mid-air, and snatched the money in Liu Dada's hand.

Liu Dada turned his head and looked at it, his face changed drastically, and he didn't go to grab his money back in the first place, but stood in place with deep fear.

"Huh...... Liu Da, it's open. Or is it so much money...... It's okay, if you have the money, you can pay it back......"

There were four or five people standing near the stall, wearing brand clothes, tall, short, fat and thin, with a fierce face, and they were not good characters at first glance.

The stall owners of Tianxin Pavilion saw that these people had changed color, and hurriedly took a detour and ran away. Obviously scared of these people.

Jin Feng's nose sniffed lightly, his eyes moved lightly, and his eyes swept away, looking at the shoes and trouser legs of a group of people, and his eyes were projected on the chest of the person who robbed the money.

"Tufuzi. ”

"I just came out of the tomb. ”

The person standing in front of Liu Dada was a young man in his thirties, with a hooked nose, triangular eyes, and no flesh on his face, and he looked very ruthless.

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