Chapter 478: Nostalgia for the Past
Lin Xiaoyue is also a little helpless, she has always been a daughter in the Lin family, she is spoiled, when has she been bullied like this.
However, here in Zheng Shaoqiu, he has been deflated again and again, which is indeed a very depressing thing.
Zheng Shaoqiu didn't care about her reaction at all, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it lightly on the bronze with his fingers, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.
Lin Cen Yue looked at him in a daze, only feeling that Zheng Shaoqiu at this moment had a strange charm on his body, just like an abyss, which made people daunting at the same time, and couldn't help but want to get closer.
"Dead brother-in-law, stinky brother-in-law......"
Lin Xiaoyue stretched out her slender jade hand, twisted a fallen leaf, and cursed in a low voice while tearing it, with a look of indignation that could not be concealed on her pretty face.
I don't know how long it took, Zheng Shaoqiu slowly stood up and walked along the riverbank towards the distance.
"Sister, let's go back to the villa to swim, don't follow this surnamed Zheng!"
Lin Xiaoyue's chest rose and fell violently, and she muttered dissatisfiedly.
"Okay. ”
Lin Cen Yue stood up and said with a smile: "Then you can go back by yourself." ”
After speaking, she didn't hesitate at all, and directly caught up with Zheng Shaoqiu and walked side by side with him.
Seeing the scene in front of her, Lin Xiaoyueqiong wrinkled her nose and snorted heavily.
"Dog man and woman, if you want to get rid of me and date alone, it's impossible!"
She hurriedly picked up the bag and stood up: "Today's light bulb, I should decide." ”
The sun shines on the river beach, sprinkling the golden glow of the ground.
There are many stalls on the bank of the river, and the popularity of the international metropolis of the magic capital is extraordinary, nor is it a holiday, nor a weekend, but it is still bustling and rubbing shoulders.
Many tourists dressed in fashionable clothes stroll by while chatting and laughing, and there are also middle-aged couples with shoulder bags, sitting in the shade of trees drinking hot tea, taking pictures, playing chess, and buying some souvenirs from the surrounding shops.
These small merchants and vendors on the riverside are completely inferior to the antique street, basically small fights, but they attract a lot of people, and they are very lively.
Beads, bracelets, stone carvings, etc., are commonplace and can be found everywhere, as well as tea, handmade wooden birdcages, walking sticks, tables, cabinets, and more.
There are also a few vendors with a lot of jade on the border, but from the point of view of fineness and style, there are basically more fakes, less real, even if it is genuine, it is also inferior jade, and it is not worth a few dollars at all.
If it was placed in the past few years, they could still harvest a batch of leeks, catch a few fat sheep, and they could do a large order.
But now it is different, with the popularity of treasure appreciation programs and the regular non-governmental Tibetan friend conferences, these have brought more people into contact with the jade industry and have an in-depth understanding.
This undoubtedly makes the situation of these black-hearted traders whose goal is to collect IQ taxes more and more difficult, and the situation is even worse.
Of course, there are many smart people in this world, but there is never a shortage of fools.
As long as they can open an order, it is enough to make a lot of money.
"Wow, sister, look, this southern red agate is so beautiful!"
Lin Xiaoyue exclaimed, and her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.
Zheng Shaoqiu looked at his nose and nose, nose and mouth, and said lightly: "Fake." ”
Hearing this, Lin Xiaoyue suffocated slightly, then snorted coldly and turned her head away.
"This jade is pretty good......
"Green heads are made from toothpaste. ”
"This bloodstone is so beautiful, the concentration is really high. ”
"You can't smell such a big smell of paint?"
After a few conversations, Lin Xiaoyue was also completely wilted, frowning and sullen.
Immediately, she said with some unconvincing: "How can it be all fake...... There are so many things, there is always one thing that is true......"
Next to these vendors, there is a large square poster, on which are written in eye-catching red with four big characters, fake one pays ten.
The attitude of everyone is already like this......
Lin Xiaoyue thinks it can't be fake......
As if guessing her inner thoughts, Zheng Shaoqiu laughed twice, and a touch of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
If it's true or not, if it's true or not, the pants that these black-hearted traders have already paid are gone, and they can still stay here?
It's all a routine.
And it's the lowest routine.
The reason why this brand is planted is to make you relax your vigilance, and when you buy something, you find that something is wrong, and people have long since disappeared.
Most of these small traders speak with foreign accents, and after running out of the magic capital, they are like a drop of water in the sea, can they still be found?
Today is in a good mood, Zheng Shaoqiu is too lazy to worry about these people, if he really wants to fight from house to house, his hands will be broken.
"Sister......
Lin Xiaoyue walked a few steps quickly, put her little head in Lin Cenyue's ear, and secretly lowered her voice a little and said, "Do you think that my brother-in-law has a particularly short temper these days." ”
Lin Cen Yue was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then replied softly: "No......"
"Then why does he always have a black face......"
Lin Xiaoyue sighed twice, a flash of memory flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she sighed lightly: "I still miss my former brother-in-law, it's just a dough, I can knead it as much as I want." ”
Hearing this, Lin Cen Yue couldn't cry or laugh a little, stretched out her slender jade hand, flicked it on her head, and scolded: "What nonsense!"
If it's really the same Zheng Shaoqiu before......
She guesses she's dead now......
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Zheng Shaoqiu didn't hear the whispers of the two sisters, and walked forward alone, he didn't come to the demon to play, let alone relax.
It's here to pick up the leaks.
His sharp eyes swept left and right, and after visiting three or five stalls, Zheng Shaoqiu stopped abruptly.
He slowly squatted down, picked up a piece of jadeite, and when he saw the clumsy filler marks on it, the corners of his mouth raised a sneer.
Even if it's shoddy, at least you have to make enough material, this is fading to the touch, is it insulting people's IQ?
After a moment, he put the jade down and picked up a birdcage made of wood.
This is not an antique, but a real handicraft, and the workmanship is quite good.
In fact, the market for this kind of thing is also very large, if it is the peak season, you can sell a lot in a day, compared to those profiteering jadeite, it is more reliable and tricky.
The stall owner was an elderly middle-aged woman, with a dark face, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand, chattering endlessly, and after seeing Zheng Shaoqiu, she didn't pay attention to it at all, chatting and bragging with a few aunts sitting on the maza next to her.