Zhang Fan touched his pocket, which was cleaner than his face.

sighed helplessly and decided to go to Panjiayuan to sell something. The value of the courtyard house is great, and I also buy a few sets. If only the things in the space could be sold for money. Hey. Don't worry about money anymore.

The historical and cultural accumulation of the capital Beijing for thousands of years has created a deep and unique heritage. In 88, Panjiayuan was listed as an official antiquities market. Most of the antiquities trade took place in the Pan family.

In the 90s, Panjiayuan not only had the antique city community represented by the old Beijing antique city, but also the story of the early treasure hunters who became rich overnight and became millions of people from a rag, which added to the legend of this market. The antique market in this era is not as rife with fakes as it was in the 21st century. Now there's an 80% chance of getting the real thing here. Most of the auctions in later generations were fake.

The scale of Panjiayuan thrift market is not as big as in the future, but it is the most popular antique thrift in Beijing, and the tall shops on the Liulichang side are different, Panjiayuan is characterized by a huge number of stalls, and the market is also divided into areas with different functions. Many cultural relics professors can be seen everywhere. Intellectuals have a good eye. Sometimes there are eyes, but you can also pick good things.

As for the wealthy businessmen first, they are the fat meat that acts as a big head and is targeted by many eyes in the Pan family. Those who sell antique porcelain on the stalls know that the larger and more colorful things are, the more they can attract the eyes of wealthy businessmen. The stall owner blew the sky, and countless jokes and stories were passed down as a foreshadowing. I don't know if the more beautiful things are, most of them are antique crafts. A Yuan Qinghua dared to shout out, and some people dared to buy it back after bargaining for dozens of yuan. People with hot brains are in the stage of discovering the lower limit of their IQ.

In the antique industry, it is the eyesight that fights, and the gamble is luck. It's normal for an expert to make an eye.

This day happened to be the weekend, and it was also the most lively day in Panjiayuan, and the village dealers who came into the city to buy and sell treasures accounted for more than half, and many farmers who looked honest and honest dug something out of the field and wrapped it in cotton clothes. Looking for a buyer in a trembling manner. If you really want to believe, you have to depend on luck. Every day is a play.

Zhang Fan looked all the way and found a Gu Yuexuan that looked profound.

Zhang Fan had an extra snakeskin bag picked up on the side of the road in his hand. There are a lot of antiques in the bag. Although he somehow came. Whether something is real or not, he has no memory.

When approaching the gate. Zhang Fan's palms were sweating. What if this is a fake and the police are called?

Zhang Fan couldn't imagine that he couldn't help but feel worried about the courage to be reborn.

The memory fragment is too unreliable.

But you can't be stumped by a penny. Seeing that person in a school every day is also a headache.

Hu Sanye sat calmly in the shop, and on one side was an old friend Li Boge, an old man who was a descendant of the royal blood of the Luo family of Aixinjue.

“…… Lao Li, I'm already trying my best to help you. That family didn't want to take over your house, but I sold my old face, and they agreed--the terms are already quite good!"

Li Bog looked frustrated: "If it weren't for the persecution of the environment, I could have sold it?"

Hu Sanye persuaded bitterly: "It's hard to say that the way of the world has changed! However, some of the palaces such as Prince Gong's Mansion Ningjun Palace, Prince Hui's Mansion, Prince Zheng's Mansion, Prince He's Mansion, Prince Jing's Mansion, and Xunjun Palace's Mansion were not returned. You might as well sell your Beizi Mansion for some cash or gold and keep some old capital. Once the policy changes, not only will you not be able to do well. The house also fell into vain. This can not only help you solve your urgent needs, but with the capital, what can't you do ......!"

Li Borg: "I! I'm a real ancestral mansion! It's 2,000 square meters. District XC is adjacent to Taubel Province. The location goes without saying. You know it too. ”

Hu Sanye smiled mockingly: "I don't know what I know! If it weren't for the fact that you used that house to save several big people in the country, do you think that your ingredients can get this house back? Don't think that after the reform and opening up, this world will be safe." ”

"Can you talk to the other side about the price any higher?" begged Lieborg.

Hu Sanye said impatiently: "Lao Li, you are content, if it weren't for our many years of friendship, I would dare to sell your house." As soon as the policy changes, I, the middleman, will not be able to escape. I'm in a cell just like you. ”

Li Boge was extremely frustrated, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! That's it! I'll admit it!"

Zhang Fan walked into the store and heard the conversation between the two, his eyes lit up. I don't care if I broke the rules, I couldn't help but interject: "This old gentleman heard that you are going to sell the house, I am quite interested." ”

Li Boge's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Zhang Fan, and he was suddenly angry. Snorted coldly: "Where did the little bastard come from, tease your master...... play!"

Hu Sanye's face was pale, and he said in his heart, this kid didn't dry up, and he actually came to me to make trouble. At that moment, he was furious and ready to call someone to drive Zhang Fan out.

Zhang Fan tried to keep his composure, couldn't hide his pale face, and took a deep breath. Calmly said: "Don't worry. Come today, let you palm, I have something, I just don't know if you can eat it. ”

"What can you do? If you fool me, don't blame me for being unkind" Hu Sanye was on fire, and his eyes were round. I hated this little guy who was a student who was demolishing the stage, and persuaded Li Borg that he spent a lot of energy and time. Seeing that he was about to succeed, he came up with a-stirring stick who didn't know the rules. If only the gaze could kill. Zhang Fan has died several times.

"Can you borrow a step to speak?"

Zhang Fan's head was buzzing, trying to calm his uneasiness. The things taken out of the space can't make him confident. As for buying a courtyard house, he still knows the gold in the space. It's so much that it's panicking.

Calming down, Zhang Fan defended himself: "This treasure of mine is worth a fortune. But I muttered to myself in my heart, my memory is missing. He also felt that things would not be real. Just exchange some money for handicrafts. Let's pull the relationship first, and then talk about this quadrangle. The gold in the space shines with people's eyes. Again, this is a private transaction. Large sums of gold are inconspicuous. It's much safer than going to a gold shop pawnshop.

Seeing Zhang Fan carrying a bulging burlap bag, where would Hu Sanye believe that Zhang Fan had any priceless treasures. Can good things be so casual? I see a lot of people like this, almost every day. This old thing is also playing a bitter drama for him...... If you want to sell it at a higher price, there is no .......

"Li Ye is not a mortal! If Li Ye can see it, he will bid at will. Hu Sanye said impatiently.

Zhang Fan thought about it. Let's go and close the door first.

The two pairs of eyes quietly looked at what this young student baby was doing.

Hu Sanyan snorted coldly, this scene is really acted. When you are a chick.