"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Song Shan glanced at him and looked at Song Jiang's dejected head a little speechlessly.

This outfit of an urban elite still didn't wash off his dirty bun qi, and he was stunned that his movements left and right were perfectly destroyed, plus his bitter gourd-like face.

Song Jiang is still Song Jiang, a rural Han in the northwest.

"These clothes are so expensive, aren't I afraid of getting dirty?" Song Jiang said in a whisper: "Shanzi, why spend this money, it's uncomfortable to wear, hundreds of yuan, your brother can't earn it in a month, this life is no better, besides, now we don't have much money, it's enough to fare home, or ......"

"Brother, don't talk!"

Song Shan waved his hand: "Next, you just quietly be a beautiful man!"

To say that the genes of the Song family are still good, the brothers and sisters are not ugly, Song Jiang is tall, 1.9 meters tall, plus his attractive face, go to the showbiz to develop and develop, or maybe mix a little fresh meat in military uniform.

But this mouth is all exposed.

Sure enough, the elite temperament is not so easy to camouflage, and it has to be raised, and then cultivated.

The two of them left the clothing store and went straight to the antique street.

The antique street in this west market is very messy, and in Song Shan's memory, it seems that it will not be planned to become a regular antique city until next year, that is, in ninety-eight years.

Walking into the street, there are many shops on both sides, and there are even more stalls on the ground.

Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times.

Now it is a prosperous age, antiques are gradually rising, Xijing is a historical ancient city, the imperial capital of the thirteen dynasties, there are countless antiques here, and it is also regarded as the leader of this industry, which is more than Yanjing.

"Little brother, look at my calligraphy and painting, this is a good thing, Zheng Banqiao's painting is sold to you cheaply!"

“......”

"Come and see, the ancient jade that I just picked up is priceless, pass by, don't miss it!"

“......”

The sound of the stalls is the loudest, they are different from those antique shops, they are shooting a shot to change the place, so they shout the hardest.

"These are antiques?"

Song Jiang has never seen the world, and in the knowledge he understands, antiques are very valuable, how can they be everywhere.

"Brother, don't let them cheat!"

Song Shan said angrily: "Ninety-nine of the hundred things on the stalls here are fake, how can the real thing be here?"

This is still ninety-seven years.

So one percent is genuine.

If you put it in 2017, you walk all over the street, and you may not see a real product, that is the real fake flying all over the sky, even if the brick family can see it in minutes.

"This brother, you can't say that!"

A Mongolian man wearing special Mongolian clothes, when he heard this, he interjected: "This real thing is still there, it comes out of the bucket, or I will show you!"

"No need, thank you!" Song Shan waved his hand, he was selling something, not here to buy something.

"Oops, no!"

At this time, the crowd on the left squeezed, and a figure crashed into Song Shan.

Song Shan couldn't dodge.

"Be careful!"

But Song Jiang's movements were faster than what Song Shan could see with the naked eye, one turned around and blocked Song Shan's left, one hand and one foot, easily stopped the person, this is a relatively thin man.

Song Shan came back to his senses at this time, and carefully protected the first pot of gold in his hand.

"Dude!"

Song Jiang opened his mouth at this time, without the slightest breath of the earth bun, cold and serious: "Don't stretch out your hand to my brother, otherwise I will wring it off!"

The thin man didn't know when his smart fingers had been grabbed by a big hand like iron claws, and he felt a pain, but he didn't expect to be able to touch the fish, and he got a fishy smell, he felt that he was open: "Brother, accident, accident!"

Song Jiang let go of his hand, took half a step back, and stared at the thin man with a pair of sharp eyes.

The thin man gestured at Song Jiang's size, and then looked at his momentum, he felt that he couldn't be provoked, and ran away in a gray manner.

"Brother, is he a thief?" Song Shan was a little afraid, if he wanted to say that such a big wooden box couldn't be touched, but if he hit it, if it was broken, he would have to cry for a long time, if this first pot of gold was lost, he really had no shame to face the ancestors and fathers of the Song family, this treasure is the treasure of the Song family.

"Hmm!"

Song Jiang nodded.

"How can you see it!" Song Shan was a little strange.

"His fingers are very special!" Song Jiang said: "As our wood carvers, the most important thing is the stability of the fingers, we sometimes have to carve with blades, and the training is much harsher than that of these thieves!"

He stretched out his fingers and pointed to the special fingers in the fingers: "Generally, a finger like me, between the index finger and the middle finger, there are a lot of calluses, and even if the length is different, the person who will habitually flatten his fingers is either a wood carver or a thief, and he must be a thief!"

"My brother is a cow!"

Song Shan sighed: "If you don't want to be a wood carver in the future, it's not bad to be a thief!"

"Get out!"

Song Jiang said angrily: "When the master was teaching, we apprentices swore that whoever dared to use their fingers to touch the fish would be cut off!"

The two walked around for half a circle, all kinds of people, and they came up to sell, and when they saw him holding a wooden box and wanted to test it, there were a lot, but they didn't see an auction house, which made Song Shan a little depressed.

Isn't the auction house in this area?

It is not necessary to find a treasure auction house, others are also okay, he originally said that he is not familiar with the place of life, and he has little experience in the antique industry, looking for or looking for a regular auction house, I would rather let them charge commissions, and I don't want to be with the owners of those antique shops.

Before you know it, it's noon.

Both of them were hungry, so they coped with a bowl of mutton steamed buns at the stall at the corner of the street, and then went back to the antique street.

"This big brother, I saw how many times you went back and forth in the morning, looking for someone or something?"

When they were confused, a teenager came up to them.

"Find a place!" Song Shan glanced at the young man and replied.

"Five bucks!"

The boy looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was smiling like a chicken thief.

"If you can find it, I'll give it to you!" Song Shan didn't care about a few dollars, he was confused here this morning, he should have thought of finding a landlord to ask.

"You ask!"

The young man said confidently: "There are a few streets around here, whether it is cultural toys, antiques, bronzes, calligraphy and paintings, or ancient coins, no matter what shops or stalls, as long as you can name it, I don't know it!"

"Oh?"

Song Shan was a little suspicious, and directly reported a name: "Baofang Auction House!"

"Auction house?"

The young man frowned: "There are no auction houses in the streets around here!"

He thought for a while and said: "There are only three Baofang shops, one is the Baofang jade at the end of the street, the other is the Baofang antiques next to the Dashan Temple, and the other is just in front, turn a small alley and go in, Baofang pawn!"

"Treasure pawn?"

Song Shan had a flash of inspiration.

Pawn?

Auction houses?

In fact, there are more or less pawn shops in companies like auction houses, which are the source of their auction treasures.

"Go to the treasure pawn, lead the way, and give the money when you arrive!" Song Shan said.

"Okay!"

The young man did things quickly, and when he took Song Shan and Song Jiang to the front, he turned right and walked into an alley, the alley was not incisive, there were many people coming and going, and there were people setting up stalls on the ground, and the antiques on the stalls were more flavorful than outside.

"That's it!" the boy said, pausing and pointing to the plaque on his head.

"Treasure pawn?"

Song Shan looked up, it was really a pawn shop.

He poked Song Jiang, the two hundred yuan on his body were all spent, and Song Jiang still had some money on him, Song Jiang reluctantly took out a five-yuan one and handed it to the young man.

"Big brother is refreshing, my name is Huangfu Yue!"

The young man pointed to Tan Yitan's banknotes, and said with a smile: "If you want to find anything in the antique street in the future, you can come directly to me, and I promise not to let you suffer!"

Song Shan didn't have him, and walked straight into the treasure pawn.

Song Jiang still wanted to complain about Song Shan's lavish spending, but before he could speak, Song Shan went in, so he had to follow in and walked in.

The outside is just an alley, but inside it is a little different, the antique decoration, a bit back to the Ming and Qing dynasties, there are three counters open on the front.

There is a cheongsam beauty on the counter as a welcome.

At this time, the pawnshop was a little deserted, and there seemed to be no one there.

Song Shan didn't feel strange, he had also heard that the antique industry, either not opened, opened for three years, usually so cold, but when making money, a single can be compared to a year's income.

"Two gentlemen, don't you know if there is anything I can serve you?" The cheongsam beauty greeted her with a smile, the smile on her face was very professional, and it didn't make people feel out of harmony at all, and this level of welcome was good in the future generations.

"Girl, I have an antique I want to sell!" Song Shan said.

"This way, please!"

The cheongsam beauty had already noticed the wooden box in Song Shan's hand, and when she heard Song Shan say this, she led her brother into a room next to her, which was designed with several such welcoming rooms.