At noon, Ye Tian and the others had only finished visiting half of the Portebelu antique market, and there were still hundreds or thousands of stalls left, and they had not had time to go shopping, so they could only continue in the afternoon.

At this time, the Portebello antique market has become a complete sensation.

All the people who do business in this antique market have heard that Ye Tian is frantically sweeping goods, buying all kinds of items on a large scale, and he has made a lot of moves.

It's a pity that they don't know how much the items that Ye Tian has taken into his pocket are worth, whether they are valuable antique works of art, and they have no way of knowing whether they have been cheated!

Unlike when he was at the Saint-Tuan thrift market in Paris, except for Betty, Ye Tian did not explain the antique artworks he bought to anyone else, and there was neither public appraisal nor valuation!

He made a fortune with a muffled voice! He lived up to this famous saying perfectly!

Even when asked what he thought of an antique art, he would be silent and laugh silently! Unless it was an antique artwork that was on the surface, he would make a few simple comments.

Although he does not know the value of the antique works he has acquired, he is known for his great popularity in the industry, his experience of never missing a beat, and the experience of the antique market in Saint-Touen, Paris.

After hearing that he was scavenging like crazy, Portebellu's antique dealers became more cautious.

Each of them cheered up 120,000 points of spirit, and strictly guarded it, lest they be ransacked by Ye Tian and miss out on any priceless treasure.

In this way, Ye Tian's crazy sweeping operation in Portebellu became more and more difficult, and the time spent taking down an antique artwork became more and more difficult.

Seeing this situation, Ye Tian immediately reduced the frequency of his shots, if it weren't for the high-value top-level antique artworks, he would generally not make a move in person, leaving the opportunity to Bowie behind.

Even if some antique dealers were smart, as soon as Ye Tian and the others left, those antique dealers suspended their business and began to re-examine the items in their hands, Ye Tian was not worried about missing any treasures.

Not today, isn't there tomorrow and next week!

As long as the Portebelu Antique Market is still around, as long as the antique shops and galleries and stalls are still around, those treasures won't be able to escape.

You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder!

Limited by eyesight and professionalism, those treasures that antique dealers have not found before may not be able to find them now, and it is impossible to send all the items in their hands for identification!

After coming out of a shop that sold antique cameras, Ye Tian raised his hand and looked at his watch, then smiled and said to a few people around him:

"It's almost time to go to lunch, so let's take this opportunity to rest and recharge our batteries, and in the afternoon we can continue to browse the remaining antique shops and galleries and stalls.

There is a restaurant in front, let's go there to eat, due to the limited time, let's eat casually at noon, and when we return to the Ritz Hotel in the evening, we will have a celebration banquet to celebrate the return of the full load!"

As he spoke, Ye Tian pointed to a restaurant facing the street not far ahead, and then walked over with Betty.

The rest of the group followed, laughing and talking as they walked to the restaurant.

While speaking, the group had already walked to the restaurant, chose an open-air table on the side of the street, each chose a seat, and sat down one after another.

The security guards who followed them also sat at a few tables, and some sat in the alfresco dining area of the café across the street, which was close to this!

As for those London policemen in civilian clothes, they could only stand on the side of the road not far away, staring at this side with a depressed expression, not sure how to curse Ye Tian in their hearts!

Ye Tian and the others had just sat down, and before they could greet the waiter to order, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the side.

"Excuse me, Mr. Steven, can I ask you a few questions?"

Hearing this, Ye Tian immediately turned his head to look over.

The inquirer, a middle-aged white man, was sitting at a dining table not far away!

About an hour earlier, the two had met in a gallery at Portebelou's antique market, and they were familiar faces.

When Ye Tian and the others entered the gallery, the middle-aged man was admiring the paintings inside, and when he saw the few of them walking into the gallery, he nodded to each other with Ye Tian.

In that gallery, Ye Tian harvested a very good painting, and the white man happened to have admired that painting as well.

Seeing that it was him who asked at this time, Ye Tian instantly understood what this guy was going to ask.

The people who come to the Portebelu antique market can basically be divided into three categories.

The first type of people who have a retro plot, love antique art, and come here to treasure treasures, including some artists.

The second is the young man who has a beautiful fantasy of love, has a serious literary plot, and comes here to visit the footprints of the movie "Notting Hill".

There is also a type of foodie who comes here to enjoy food from all over the world.

From this buddy's temperament and a series of performances, Ye Tian can basically determine that this buddy is the first kind of person, an artist living in London, and a frequent visitor to the Portebelu antique market.

"Hello, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon, what do you need to ask?If I can answer and answer easily, I will be more than happy to answer your question!"

Ye Tian smiled and nodded, giving an ambiguous reply.

"Yes, Mr. Steven, you are a top expert in antique art, known for your sharp eye, and I have never heard of you looking at it, and you will definitely be able to answer my question.

In that gallery, the Pop Art painting you bought for £500 was the work of Richard Hamilton, the father of Pop Art?

When I saw the painting before, I was a little skeptical that it was from the prime of Richard Hamilton, but I wasn't sure, so I didn't buy it.

Just as I was thinking to myself and hesitating, you walked into the gallery and quickly bought the pop art painting, and it was useless for me to hesitate.

When I left the gallery, the more I thought about it, the more I thought it was a Richard Hamilton painting, and if my guess was correct, it must be a piece of art of great value!"

The middle-aged white man said urgently, his eyes full of anticipation and a little remorseful.

After saying this, he immediately stared at Ye Tian, expecting to hear the best answer.

Ye Tian laughed softly, with a faint sense of pride in his eyes.

You guessed it, buddy, it's the work of Richard Hamilton, the father of pop art, and it's a painting at the height of his career, worth at least eight million dollars!

But can I tell you the answer? That's no fun!

At least until sunset today, no one but these few people around me want to know the truth about that pop art painting!

When the sun sets and the sweep is over, if you are in a good mood, you may announce today's harvest and stimulate the people in the Portebelu antique market!

"I'm sorry, man, I can't give away the information about that pop art painting for the time being, but I can tell you that it's a very nice piece of art, and I love it!

That's why I took the picture, and if you want to know more about it, follow my news and I'll make it public in a while."

Ye Tian said with a smile, without giving a clear answer.

But from his words, the middle-aged white man seemed to hear something, his eyes lit up suddenly, and then a look of remorse appeared.

After a few more conversations, the two sides ended the topic and turned their heads back, laughing and chatting with their friends while waiting for lunch.

At the same time, in an antique shop about sixty or seventy meters away from the restaurant, Bowie pushed open the door and walked out of it, carrying a slightly old wooden box in his hand.

The moment he walked out of the antique shop, Bao Yi looked over here, and nodded slightly at Ye Tian, his eyes full of pride.

Ye Tian also nodded lightly, the meaning is self-evident!

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