After walking past three or four antique stalls in succession, Ye Tian stopped again and looked at the goods on the antique stall in front of him.

Seeing his move, Betty's eyes immediately flashed with surprise.

She knew in her heart that Ye Tian must have made a discovery, maybe it was another top-level antique artwork with a lot of value, which also showed that another antique stall owner had been looted.

However, the next scene made Betty feel a little stunned and confused.

After Ye Tian quickly scanned the goods on the antique stall, he didn't pick up a certain item to admire, let alone inquire about the price, he just nodded at the stall owner, and then left the stall.

Before this stall, he stayed for less than half a minute in total, and at best he was a casual observer.

Walking out about three or four meters, Betty immediately asked curiously and in a low voice:

"Honey, didn't you have anything good on that antique stall just now? When you stopped, I thought you had found something again, but who knew that you left quickly, and there was no movement"

Ye Tian turned his head to look at his wife, then smiled and whispered:

"My dear, of course there's a reason why I stopped in front of that antique stall, and you guessed that right, I did notice that there were a few decent pieces of antique art on that stall.

However, the antique stall owner is also a connoisseur, and the most valuable antique artworks on the stall are basically placed around him, and he obviously knows the value of those things.

Since the other party knows the goods, I don't need to inquire anymore, that will only waste time, can not take any advantage, the Salia Square antique market is only one day, we have no time to waste.

In addition to the few antique artworks placed in the stall owner's hand, in the corner of the stall, I still found two antique artworks that were ignored by the stall owner, which was also a small gain.

The market value of those two antique works of art is within 100,000 US dollars, and it is not worth my waste of words and tongues to sell it myself, and if I do it myself, it will definitely make the stall owner more vigilant.

At this point, it's time for Bowie's boy to come into the scene, he's an unfamiliar face that the stall owner can't recognise, so that he can get those two antique works of art at the lowest price."

When he said this, Ye Tian kept his voice extremely low, and only he and Betty could hear it.

As soon as the words fell, he had already pulled his phone out of his pocket and began to send messages to Bowie, everything was very familiar and skillful.

Seeing his movements, Betty couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Oh my God, you two guys are really cunning to the extreme, these antique dealers in Sarea Square will definitely fall into eight lifetimes of blood mold when they meet you, and you can't escape the fate of being ransacked by madness."

As he spoke, Ye Tian had already finished sending a message, and then put away his mobile phone.

Although there were many people who followed him in the bazaar, no one knew what the message he sent was.

Then, Ye Tian and his party walked to the next stall and continued to sweep Sareya Square.

In the blink of an eye, more than forty minutes have passed.

Ye Tian and the others had already walked through twenty or thirty antique stalls, and Cole and the others had a few more valuable antique artworks in their hands, all of which were the trophies that Ye Tian had personally captured.

As for Bowie, who followed behind, the harvest was even greater, and he even bought a huge second-hand trolley case at the bazaar to load his own harvest.

Looking at the antique artworks in Ye Tian and Cole's hands, the guys who have been following them and paying attention to them all the time, their eyes are red with envy!

In the heart of making a fortune, some guys are already ready to make a move, ready to cut off their beards.

But what they want to get and what awaits them is not a windfall from the sky, but one insidious and vicious trap after another, which cannot be prevented!

For these scheming guys, Ye Tian has been secretly paying attention, and is always ready to pit these guys with traps and give them a little color.

As they spoke, everyone came to an antique stall again.

When passing by, Ye Tian glanced at the goods on this stall, and then stopped and admired it with interest.

He had just stopped and had not yet taken a few glances, when the two tourists who had been standing in front of the stall and their companions turned their heads to look at each other.

These are two different groups of tourists, a white couple in their fifties, and the other three are Chinese from China, communicating with each other in Sichuan, about thirty or forty years old.

Obviously, these people all knew Ye Tian and nodded at him one after another.

The Sichuan brother who was looking at a piece of blue and white porcelain was even more familiar, and greeted Ye Tian directly, showing great enthusiasm.

"Hello, Ye Tian, I didn't expect to meet you here, it's such a coincidence, my name is Wang Xiaotian, I'm from Chengdu, if you don't mind, let's get to know each other!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, ready to shake hands with Ye Tian.

What else could Ye Tian do? He could only shake hands with this person and introduce himself, of course, in Mandarin.

"How can you mind, Brother Wang, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Ye Tian, from Dongcheng, Beijing, it's really a coincidence to meet compatriots from China here."

After a few words of greeting, Wang Xiaotian suddenly pointed to the blue and white porcelain he was admiring just now, and asked expectantly:

"Ye Tian, you are a well-known expert in the appraisal of top antique artworks, you are good at everything, do my brother a favor, how about seeing this blue and white porcelain?

He was referring to a blue and white flat pot with entwined branches, the shape of the vessel is quite regular, the blue and white color is blue, with a few brown rust spots, and it looks like it has a bit of historical charm.

Ye Tian casually glanced at the blue and white flat pot, neither nodded nor shook his head, but just smiled and said:

"Brother Wang, I'm very sorry, I can't see this porcelain"

Although he didn't say it explicitly, it was enough to have this sentence.

This is an antique term that only Chinese understand, as long as people from China, who have a little understanding of antique knowledge, or often watch treasure appreciation programs, understand the meaning of this sentence.

There is no doubt that this blue and white flat pot with entwined branches is a fake, and it is 100% a fake shipped from China!

Hearing his words, Brother Wang's eyes immediately flashed with disappointment, and he was also a little happy.

The others standing next to him were confused, not knowing what they were talking about, including the nervous antique stall owner.

Of course, the stall owner knew what was going on with his goods, and he was now afraid that Ye Tian would point out the authenticity of the Chinese porcelain and let the duck that was about to be cooked fly away from his mouth.

Unfortunately, he couldn't understand Chinese at all, so naturally he couldn't know what Ye Tian was saying, so he could only watch and cry in vain!

"Thank you, Ye Tian, if I hadn't met you, brother, I might have to be a big fool today, and I would be severely pitted by these dead foreigners, these liars!"

Brother Wang said with palpitations, looking scared.

"No thanks, Brother Wang, the foreign antique art market is also full of fakes and scammers, no less than in China, it is best to be more careful in the future"

Ye Tian smiled and whispered, and reminded this person a few words.

Next, the two chatted a few more words, and Ye Tian ended the topic and looked at the goods on the antique stall.

At the same time, the few guys in the back who were about to move were approaching this antique stall, while keeping a close eye on Ye Tian's every move, ready to cut off his beard at any time.

As for Brother Wang, he stepped aside and whispered something to his two companions, also staring at Ye Tian's actions, wanting to see what he could find in this antique stall!

After roughly scanning the goods on the antique stall, Ye Tian looked up at the stall owner in his forties.

And the corner of his eye has already locked on the few guys on the side.

"Fools, since you don't know whether you live or die, don't blame your buddies for being ruthless!"

After complaining to himself a few words, Ye Tian immediately smiled and said:

"Good morning, man, can I take a look at that antique baroque clock?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to a baroque bronze gilt table clock about 30 centimeters high and looked quite exquisite.

"Of course, Mr. Steven, please."

The antique stall owner nodded in response, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he was also a little angry.

It is said that you bastard is the top antique art appraisal expert, and has never had the experience of being eye-catching, and now it seems that it is just a false rumor and a false name!

The subtle change in the expression of this antique stall owner did not escape Ye Tian's eyes at all, and he saw it clearly.

However, he acted as if he had not seen it.

He just smiled and nodded at the stall owner, and then stretched out his hands and took the bronze gilt table clock and placed it on the table in front of him, pretending to admire it seriously.

In the process of appreciation, he appropriately showed a bit of surprise on his face, fleeting!

That's enough, it's too much!

The slight change in Ye Tian's expression did not escape the eyes of the guys next to him, and he was really seen by those guys.

There was also a look of surprise on the faces of those guys, but this time it was the truth!