I haven't been here for almost a year, and under the dim street lamps, it looks much more lively than last year, and it can be seen that the business here is getting more and more prosperous. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's very impressive, the last time I came here, the business of 20,000 yuan was already amazing, and now the pocket money I give to my own woman is 100,000 yuan!

I didn't expect to run into any rare treasures, that kind of opportunity was like a big luck, and I didn't go out of my way to find a few old acquaintances I knew, so I slowly swayed forward from the streets.

came out in a hurry, originally didn't plan to come here, didn't bring his own flashlight, so he borrowed Lin Ming's.

However, as soon as this flashlight was turned on, it attracted the attention of many people nearby: the bodyguards all have a small flashlight, imported from the United States, strong light, when the gear is adjusted to the maximum output power, it can blind people for a short time at close range!

I forgot to adjust it, and as soon as I turned on, a dazzling white light almost blinded the eyes of the two people talking at the stall on the side!

Seeing that he was in trouble, he hurriedly turned off the flashlight and apologized first.

The two mouths over there just wanted to scold - mother, these eyes haven't recovered and can't see clearly, the scolding words have been changed to their mouths, "What a flashlight, so powerful!"

These two reacted quickly: they noticed Zhang Nan and the three of them just now - the light was not good, but they could clearly see that they were three tall young men, and they were still speaking in a Beijing accent.

The people of Shanghai and Beijing seem to be a little difficult to deal with, but this is a place to put on a scene to do business, and they don't pay attention to who they are.

The two guys are more than 1.8 meters tall, and the other strong man is estimated to be 1.85 meters, which is an out-and-out tall figure in the south, and it is still not a good idea.

"Oh, imports, forgot to adjust. ”

Zhang Nan stuffed the plate into Li Panfeng's hand as he spoke, and didn't put it down. took out a bag of phoenixes from his pocket, and scattered smoke for the two people whose eyes had finally recovered, and the matter was revealed.

The two on the other side were also very polite, and after a few polite sentences, they went to the side to talk about their business.

It's just an accident.

This person can't be vindictive about anything, but he accidentally got in the way of others, so he apologized casually, and he was indispensable to himself.

Zhang Nan will see a Guangxu official kiln lightly blue and white dark eight immortals inside and outside the painting folding waist plate, just now asked the price, asking for 50 yuan.

In the ghost market in Shanghai, the price of porcelain from the official kiln of the Qing Dynasty is obviously higher than that of Panjiayuan in the capital: the capital is the root of the imperial city, and the number of surviving porcelain in other places is compared with that of the official kiln, which is purely unpleasant!

In fact, this is a business opportunity, but this will be more than a thousand kilometers of road is considered a big hurdle, this will run so far, there are really few people who deliberately dump these old things.

The cost of going out is not small, not to mention the place this person is not familiar with, and it is not convenient to carry it on the road - but not everyone has the means to buy a sleeper ticket.

Besides, the people who have this spare money and funds basically have jobs, and they don't have that freedom; as for the street vendors in Shanghai, they generally use Huiji Road as a base, if they want to go to the capital to dump goods, then they are not the stall owners of the ghost market!

Street vendors, that is, other people's homes collect five cents a piece, and here more than ten or twenty yuan sell; thinking that 15 yuan a piece in Beijing to buy, to Shanghai 25 yuan and then sell?

Forget it, few of these "pioneers of the antique industry" have that awareness: for them, it is better to go to the village to receive the goods.

The investment is small and the risk is small.

However, 50 yuan is the asking price, and the lower price is estimated to be twenty or thirty.

I didn't put the plate on the ground and then take out the cigarette, because as long as the things on the stall are not negotiated, as soon as you put it down, it means that someone else can pick it up and take over.

It is better for the owner of the goods to see that he likes things, than to accidentally cheapen others!

Turn down the output power and take a look: the plate is really good, at least 20 cm in diameter, all products!

The blue and white hair color is elegant, the painting is delicate, and the dark eight immortals are painted inside and outside, even if the color temperature is improvised, you can see and feel very elegant.

Although the color should deviate from the same sunlight, you can still feel the porcelain white and fine, the glaze is moist, and the shape of the utensils is regular, and the bottom is a longitudinal double-row six-character "Great Guangxu Year": it is definitely the top grade in the Guangxu official kiln!

"Boss, how is thirty?" Zhang Nan asked the stall owner.

"Hey, I said this boss, this is the Guangxu official kiln with a wide open door, you look at this volume, this painting..."

The bargain lasted for a few minutes, and the final 35 yuan was sold.

But it's not Zhang Nan's money: he will be penniless, and he won't bring a wallet at all!

But because of the irritability, the cigarette and the lighter were in my pocket.

Fortunately, Lin Ming and Li Panfeng always have the habit of going out to bring money, and in the end it was Lin Ming who paid the money.

The clothes of the three people here are too good, they are not bargains at first glance, and the stall owner is also a good person, so he refused to let it go after giving 15 yuan: if he changed to someone dressed ordinarily, Zhang Nan estimated that he would be able to make a deal for 30 at most.

Of course, I don't care about these ten or twenty dollars, but when I go to a ghost market, that's what I want! If I do the same thing here as I do in a cultural relics store, it's pure 250!

The stall owner also gave a small cloth bag, Zhang Nan asked Lin Ming to carry it, and after walking a few steps, he said: "This thing is a Guangxu official kiln light blue and white dark eight immortals inside and outside the painting folding waist plate, after more than 20 years, it is estimated that it can be worth 580,000 yuan, Brother Lin, you pay, this plate will be yours."

Panfeng, I'll see if I can buy one for you. Lin Ming smiled: The boss's vision will not be wrong, I saw it some time ago, so keep it.

I walked a small half of the street and did not meet the ticket dealer Lao Wang and the coin dealer Lao Zhang, and when I arrived at the long stall of Lao Shen, an antique dealer in Henan Province, I found that the person who occupied the stall was a stranger.

Along the way, I have seen not only more people setting up stalls, but also many new faces, and it seems that the mobility here is not small.

However, the stall owner next to Lao Shen was an old face, so he handed a cigarette to the other party.

"Boss, inquire, where did Lao Shen, who set up the stall last year, go?"

The man took the cigarette, and when he heard that it was this, he said with a mysterious expression: "Summer went in, and it was said that the old family committed the crime." ”

"Oh. Zhang Nan pointed to a small bronze mirror on this person's stall, "That's it?"

The stall owner nodded.

It's not a big deal to sell a bronze mirror, does Zhang Nan mean that he committed it because of tomb robbery?

Everyone is in the industry, and they understand a little.

Always walking by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet!

Zhang Nan is not worried, even if there will be a few policemen with people to meet in person, he can get out safely with the two people on the side.

Besides, it was all happened in the summer, and I did a good job of secrecy before, so there was absolutely nothing. (To be continued.) )