At present, Mr. Ma Guanfu, the most popular collector, has told the story of Pan Jiayuan countless times.

Before the Panjiayuan Market was not on a large scale, the places where antiques and antiques were traded in the old Tiandu City ranged from Beihai Park to Shichahai and then to various other places.

At that time, it was a guerrilla fight, a shot to change places, until I chose Panjiayuan.

Because Panjiayuan was originally a large open space, it was easy to escape in case of emergency.

At that time, the stalls were all set up with a large cloth bag, as long as there was a situation, the cloth bag was rolled, and everything was taken away.

In addition to these places, there are quite a few ghost markets. It was since the death of the Qing Dynasty, and the broken children of the Eight Banners couldn't get by, so they had to take out the old things at home to exchange for money, but they were afraid that people would recognize them.

Ghost markets are the best choice.

There are also the golden dogs in the north, the Tufuzi in the south who came out of the bucket and died, and the thieves who stole from the roosters and dogs......

They all moved to the ghost market to sell.

There is a ghost market in the early morning, and there is a Pan Jiayuan during the day.

At that time, Panjiayuan was really a holy land of Taobao, picking up the heavens.

According to the description and memories of Master Ma Guanfu, at the beginning of that place, it was all genuine, with dozens of pieces of mutton fat jade, imperial green, big red robe, and old sky yellow.

After the three generations of the Qing Dynasty, Jiaqing, Daoguang, and Tongzhi bought those things for a few dollars. It's still a boutique.

Those small bowls and cups in Jiajing Wanli in the Ming Dynasty can be seen everywhere, and you can even meet the blue and white plates of the Xuande period.

Nowadays, Panjiayuan has also carried the reputation of being the largest thrift market in China, specializing in the souvenir business.

It's been years since anyone picked up a leak here.

Turning the snack street to a street specializing in selling ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, Jin Feng was secretly disappointed after stopping and walking around along the way.

Sure enough, it is a centuries-old historical city, and if you want to pick up leaks here, it is indeed equivalent to ascending to the sky.

In the area of ancient books, all collectors with a certain level can clearly know the origin of the relevant ancient books.

Even if you don't know, if you touch out the mobile phone, Du Niang asks, and then compares it, you can basically distinguish the authenticity.

Books are really different from other things.

Even if Du Niang gives you an accurate answer to other things, you can't tell if it's real or not.

Because, it requires a high level of vision and feel.

Books, one look at the paper, then look at the stamp, and then look at the content, then you know everything.

Objects such as calligraphy and painting are a test of people's eyesight and knowledge.

This general expert would not dare to touch such high-end things as calligraphy and painting.

After walking around this street, you don't need to enter the door again, just from the signboard and feng shui location of each shop, you can judge the strength of each shop.

Walking through the street, Jin Feng walked into the greenhouse area and slowly moved along the flow of people.

The greenhouse area of Panjiayuan is better than the construction of Xiangxian Bridge and thatched cottage, and it does not live up to the name of the world's first thrift market.

Here, you can meet a lot of strange stall owners and sellers.

Wearing a yellow jacket and a long whip hat, the uncle who sits firmly on the Diaoyutai is tall and strong, and the owner of the cultural stall wears hundreds of strings of various bracelets and beads all over his body.

There is also a gourd brother who always carries a half-human tall super big gourd and a big rosary with a fist around his neck.

Dressed like Taishang Laojun, Mr. Kong Ming is dusty and dusty.

There is also an immortal-like avenue chief holding a red sandalwood dragon head crutch.

The most shocking thing is that there is an amber god with a super super invincible big amber the size of a watermelon hanging on his chest.

Such a big amber bead is not afraid to break his neck.

There are also various gods and wonders, which will not be listed one by one.

When he was walking, he coldly killed a person from the side, intercepted Jin Feng in public, raised his right arm, and dozens of strings of bone armor on his chest clanged.

"Young man, do you want Oracle?"

"Authentic old bone armor, a piece only costs a thousand. ”

"Don't miss out on a great opportunity. ”

The person standing in front of Jin Feng was an old Taoist priest wearing gossip robes, crane hair and childish face, his head tied in a bun, his feet wearing Taoist boots, and his long beard.

The most peculiar thing is that there are still several bone armor brands hanging on the chest of the old Taoist priest, hitting each other and clanging.

The bone armor was very thin, some were tortoiseshells, some were dominoes, and some were like animal finger bones.

Some of the colors are yellow, some are black and oily, and there are several oracle bone characters engraved on them, which is very simple and vigorous.

Jin Feng's eyes moved, stared at these brands for a few seconds, and said lightly: "The horns are all used to make bone armor?"

"Worth a thousand?"

The old Taoist elder hummed, tilted his head to look at Jin Feng, and shouted angrily: "Then you give a price? ”

Jin Feng said lightly: "Ten yuan a piece, I'll buy a few to play." ”

The old Taoist immediately put on a straight face, snorted, full of disdain: "Ten yuan!?

"Hurry up and go. ”

Jin Feng lowered his eyelids, looked at the string of beads in the old Taoist priest's hand, and asked, "This string of beads is good, how much does it sell?"

The old Taoist priest cut off, looked at Jin Feng with slanted eyes, and said proudly with his head held high: "You can't afford it." ”

A string of golden beeswax pierced Jin Feng's eyes.

The old Taoist priest raised the string of beeswax and shouted loudly.

"Boy, give you a lesson, this thing...... But baby. ”

"The pearl of the Kangxi sacrifice land!"

"Have you heard of it?"

At this moment, a wave of tourists happened to pass by here, and when they saw this scene, they stopped curiously and looked lively.

Jin Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the string of old beeswax beads!

Ho!

It's more than a meter long!

Each beeswax is round and full, just like the smooth and transparent glass marbles.

Blinking and looking at it a second time, Jin Feng said softly, "How much?"

The old Taoist priest laughed, and said in a manly voice: "Don't tease the kid, just like you...... Let's play!"

Jin Feng gently opened the bag, revealing a corner of the bag.

The old Taoist suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely.

In Jin Feng's bag, what was revealed was a few stacks of brand-new soft girl paper.

The old Taoist priest sighed and looked at Jin Feng again.

"People can't look good, they're still a local tyrant. ”

"Want to buy this baby?"

The corners of Jin Feng's mouth turned up, and he said softly, "How much?"

The old Taoist priest's eyes quickly turned a few times, compared to the posture of a pistol, and shouted loudly.

"Eight hundred thousand. ”

When the surrounding tourists heard this price, they were immediately frightened and changed color.

Good guys, this ...... The price of the thing is 800,000 when you open your mouth?!

Pan Jiayuan, it is really a gold hole!

Jin Feng blinked his eyes and asked softly, "Takasa Yuan?"

The old Taoist priest blinked his eyes and said, "How much is that?"

Before Jin Feng finished speaking, a tourist next to him shouted loudly: "Four thousand eight soft girl paper." ”

The old Taoist priest immediately sank his face and shouted at Jin Feng: "Boy, are you playing with this Taoist master?"

"I'll sue you if you didn't bargain like this. ”

Jin Feng said lightly: "The sky is asking for a price, and you will pay it back on the spot." This is Pan's homeland, not Wal-Mart. ”

"Four thousand eight, I'm too much. ”

Jin Feng's cold tone made the old Taoist very uncomfortable, and because he was doing business, it was not easy to fight with Jin Feng.

He shouted, "Boy, you're watching." It's beeswax, old beeswax. Do you understand what old beeswax is? Do you understand what it means to sacrifice to the earth?"

"Cut. Really. met a stunned man. ”

"It's boring. ”

After saying this, the old Taoist priest walked away with his feet carrying a long prayer bead, and shouted with a scolding in his mouth: "Fool two is out of stock, hurry up and get out of you." ”

Jin Feng's eyes froze, he took a light breath and said coldly.

"Kangxi sacrifices to the earth and the pearl!"

"Shouldn't it be amber?"

Amber!

Actually, it should be pronounced po!

This word Jin Feng reads yes bo!

As soon as the word bo came out, the old Taoist trader suddenly changed color, and his mouth groaned.

"Connoisseur!"

The surrounding onlookers were slightly stunned, what is this saying?

Looking Jin Feng up and down, the old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes.

For amber, the layman pronounces po, and the insider pronounces bo.

They are all the masters of the Pan family, and the connoisseurs will know if there is one.

It stands to reason that if Jin Feng broke something, the old Taoist priest knew that this young man was not easy to fool and should change his home.

But the old Taoist priest was also angry, and he had no intention of leaving.

In the eyes of the old Taoist, the young man in front of him was a raw melon egg who knew a little bit about amber and beeswax.

The more such people are, the easier it is to be fooled.

Sure enough, the old Taoist priest put away the amber pearl that was more than one meter long, and his movements were quite skillful.

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