Looking at the surging crowd around him, Zhang Kun hugged the gift bag containing the bronze cooking tripod in his arms, and then yelled: "Stop, stay away from me, if something bumps into this thing, who is it?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's roar, the surging stall owner suddenly stepped on the brakes in a hurry, and stood one meter away from Zhang Kun with a look of embarrassment on his face.

That's right, the bronze cooker was nothing in their eyes, and it didn't cost a few hundred yuan to take the same one, even if it accidentally bumped into it, it didn't matter, and they couldn't afford to pay two or three hundred yuan.

But now, that thing is equivalent to two million and eighty thousand, and if there are really any bumps, the matter will be a big deal.

After watching a loud roar that shocked everyone, Zhang Kun hurriedly said: "I have already bought the things I want to buy today, and the money has been spent, so I won't buy anything today, next time, next time, if I need anything, I will come to you again." ”

After speaking, Zhang Kun didn't wait for the stall owners around him to come back to his senses, so he tightly hugged the gift bag containing the bronze cooking tripod with both hands, and then hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd: "Let Rang, trouble let Rang ......." ”

Zhang Kun reacted quickly, even so, after squeezing out of the crowd, Zhang Kun inexplicably had five or six more business cards in his hand, all of which were antique sales.

After finally squeezing out the crowd, Zhang Kun immediately ran towards the periphery of Panjiayuan without looking back, and disappeared at the end of the street in a blink of an eye, leaving only the stall owner with regretful eyes behind him, as if it was not too late to regret that he had lost millions.

And after Zhang Kun left, a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old young man next to Qi Xiangyang's stall came over with a smile and stretched out his thumb: "Okay, Xiangyang, it's a big deal today, when you meet this big fat sheep, you have to treat you today." ”

After Zhang Kun's figure disappeared into the street, Qi Xiangyang hugged the black handbag in his arms, and then began to close the stall with his hands and feet.

Hearing the words of the eldest brother next to him, Qi Xiangyang's face couldn't help but be happy, and then nodded again and again: "Please, must please, usually thanks to the care of the eldest brothers, when the time comes, Xiangyang will set up two tables, and the eldest brothers must appreciate their faces." ”

"But now I have to go first, I'm afraid I'll have to disappear for a month or two, if anyone comes to ask, please help me more. ”

Hearing Qi Xiangyang's words, a few stall owners who came over smiled and nodded: "This is natural, when someone asks, we don't know anything, but Xiangyang, you really turned over overnight, and you have to take care of our big brothers in the future." ”

"Didn't say it!" Qi Xiangyang nodded hurriedly, chatting, Qi Xiangyang put away the stall and put everything into the suitcase behind him.

Then he nodded to a few people, and then held the handbag containing two hundred games in his arms in one hand, and the suitcase in the other, holding the book he had read before under his ribs, and quickly ran towards the direction of the 20th courtyard community of Panjiayuan.

Running all the way without looking back, it was as if there was some flood beast behind him.

Qi Xiangyang ran very fast, and he was also very anxious, after leaving Panjiayuan Street, he saw that he was about to reach the 20th courtyard community in front of him, but he accidentally stepped on a stone on the ground, and then the whole person threw himself forward, and his body fell to the ground.

The suitcase fell to the side, and the book flew out, but the handbag containing two million was held in Qi Xiangyang's arms, even if he fell to the ground, even if his arms were rubbed on the ground, Qi Xiangyang did not let go at all.

Falling to the ground for less than a second, Qi Xiangyang stood up instantly, his eyes didn't even glance at the abrasions on his arms, confirmed that the handbag in his arms was still there, and then pulled up the suitcase on the ground and ran towards the 20 courtyard community again, without looking back.

But after running out a few meters, Qi Xiangyang suddenly glanced back at a book lying on the ground behind him, the book he was reading in his arms before, but after a glance, Qi Xiangyang did not turn around and pick it up, but continued to run towards the 20th courtyard community.

Finally, after Qi Xiangyang's figure disappeared into the community, a figure slowly walked out of the corner.

Zhang Kun looked at Qi Xiangyang and entered his corridor hut, thinking about Qi Xiangyang's appearance of running like a flood beast behind him just now, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

You kid, you know how to be afraid.

Of course, I am afraid that Zhang Kun's "big fat sheep" will suddenly find out that he bought a fake and come back to return it.

Although the antique market is usually a case where items are sold, they are not exchangeable. One is willing to buy, the other is willing to sell, even if you buy a fake at a high price and are eye-catching, you can only say that you are not good at learning, no wonder anyone.

What, you say I'm a liar, a scam?

I'm selling modern handicrafts, if you think it's an antique, then buy it back and play with it, if you don't like it, go to the next one.

In the Panjiayuan Market, all the signs of the goods are handicrafts, and there is absolutely no word with the word antique.

Therefore, if someone buys a fake, as long as the seller does not indicate that it is an antique, or if there is any evidence that the seller guarantees that he is selling an antique, then even the police will not care.

In a word: items sold will not be returned.

But that's the way to say it, but Qi Xiangyang is young after all, and he lacks courage, and he doesn't have much wealth behind him, and the most important thing is that he can buy antiques for more than two million people in one shot, and ordinary people usually don't want to provoke, who knows who they are.

Therefore, just in case, after Zhang Kun left, Qi Xiangyang didn't say a word, packed up his things and ran, not only did he have to run, he also had to disappear for a month or two to avoid the limelight.

As long as two months have passed, avoiding this limelight, then even if someone comes to the door again, Qi Xiangyang will be somewhat confident.

It's been more than two months since this thing was in your hands, and you're only coming to me now to say it's a fake, who knows if you dropped it. Anyway, as long as Qi Xiangyang insists on it, he won't sell that piece, and no one can take him.

So Qi Xiangyang has to run, and he has to run faster, which is related to more than two million, which is enough money to change a person's life.

And Zhang Kun, who seems to have left Pan's homeland, has never really left, how could he just leave, more than two million in cash, let Qi Xiangyang's kid take it, in broad daylight, so many people watched, if this was intercepted by someone, then Zhang Kun would not be able to cry, but he would never take out two million to squander.

So he secretly followed all the way, until Qi Xiangyang entered the house, which was a sigh of relief.

This can be regarded as the fulfillment of Yao Zhiping's great wish.

Zhang Kun smiled at the corner of his mouth, then slowly walked to the place where Qi Xiangyang fell in front of him, and picked up the book that fell on the ground.

"Shang and Zhou Bronze"?