Red Star, who fell into amnesia, suddenly became at a loss, not knowing what he should do next, looking at the surrounding environment with confused eyes, thinking about his next plan, thinking about it and there was no good place to go, so he walked aimlessly in this wasteland.

At this moment, a small car suddenly drove from behind Hongxing, and the people in the car saw Hongxing, so they stopped in front of Hongxing and shouted: "Hongxing, what are you doing here!

Hongxing was suddenly startled by the people in the car, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the side of the car, glanced at it, and turned back, because the current Hongxing didn't know them, let alone the so-called young master they said!

The people in the car found that Hongxing ignored them, scolded and walked down, walked quickly in front of Hongxing, and said viciously to Hongxing: "Are you deaf, didn't you hear what you asked!" At this time, Hongxing looked up at the two people in front of him. It just felt familiar, but I just couldn't remember what they were called.

At this time, the two people opposite the red star also found the abnormality of the red star at this time, the blood scab on the red star's head at this time was still remaining, and the eyes were also blank, looking at themselves in confusion, one of them found a trace of abnormality, and asked: "Do you remember who you are?"

Red Star shook his head. After this person saw it, he said to the person next to him: "When we came here just now, didn't we find that there was a car explosion over there? No matter how much it is, let's take him back first. ”

After lowering their heads and discussing for a while, they unanimously decided to take Hongxing back, so the two got out of the car and walked to both sides of Hongxing, without saying a word, because they knew that it was useless for Hongxing, who had lost his memory, to say anything to her now, the two stretched out their hands, and set up Hongxing on the left and right, and after they were erected, they went to the car, and Hongxing, who was blocked, kept struggling, shouting loudly while struggling.

The person on the left was a little annoyed by the shouting of the red star, and took a brick from the side, ready to give the red star a look, this move was seen by the person on the right, and hurriedly stopped: "What are you doing, you have lost your memory, what are you doing to shoot him, kill him to death and count it as yours or mine!" ”

After finishing speaking, he took something from the side and stuffed it into Red Star's mouth, and after hearing this, the person who was reprimanded put down the brick in a hate manner, but he didn't say anything, and followed another person to forcibly stuff Red Star into the car. He put the red star in the back seat of the car, turned the front of the car, and walked towards the base camp.

On the other side, Song Rui, who was already ready, trembled uncontrollably, although he said that he was already completely sure in his heart, but when the real thing came to an end, he was still a little nervous! Standing outside the office door, he took a few deep breaths. calmed down the mood that had fluctuated in his heart. Walked downstairs and walked towards the Cultural City.

It is said that it is a cultural city, but it is actually an antique street, and the place where Song Rui is going can be regarded as a gathering place for almost all antique lovers in the city, and it is a place with the largest collection and the most variety.

Zhang Shuya's grandfather also took a fancy to this at the beginning. That's why I'm here, buying houses on a large scale. In the past, the market was not so big, just three or two people, and a piece of cloth was placed in front of it, and on it were put on it to buy and sell, and gradually the popularity of the place became more, so the house was built.

There are so many collectibles on the market that you can find what you're looking for. Basically, everything you can think of, can appear here, jade, bronze, coins, wood, porcelain, there are really many types, countless, but the most distinctive is the favorite calligraphy and painting of the locals, especially the writing drafts left by some ancient writers, which are the most loved by locals and outsiders.

Like many domestic collection locations, there are not too many tourists here, most of them are foreign tourists, so it seems a little deserted, but every holiday and weekend, this must be a different scene, a group of people who have worked for a week will come here to try their luck and pick up leaks to see if they can find a collection that satisfies them. There are also small vendors from surrounding cities who come with their own things.

Take a piece of cloth or a newspaper and spread it on the ground, and put some of the various gadgets you have collected in private on it, and the business will be opened!

Song Rui, who was standing on the street, looked at the bustling people, and couldn't help but sigh at this bustling antique street, a small street, carrying thousands of years of historical civilization. But after Song Rui's careful observation, he found that these people who come and go are roughly divided into two groups, one part is some young people, they like some relatively novel things, focusing on the edge of the eye, which is equivalent to watching the flowers.

They stay in front of the stall for less than ten minutes, and they often buy whatever they like, and what they buy is not any valuables, they are all small handicrafts, not to mention how expensive, the picture is just a pleasure.

There are also some middle-aged and elderly people, there are a large number of people, probably some connoisseurs, some have been squatting in front of people's stalls for a long time, and they are still holding magnifying glasses to screen, and some seem to be fancy something, and they are talking about the price with the vendors. Song Rui felt that those small vendors felt like they were going to be driven out.

It's so lively here, but Song Rui's heart is still like a mirror, it's clear, no matter what you buy, as long as you make a move, you have to be very careful, as the saying goes, "those who drown are people who know water", this sentence is especially applicable in the antique market!

It is said that they sell antiques, but in fact, these small vendors also know little about the antiques on their stalls, and some of them can't even tell which of their antiques are real and which are fake, which makes it cheaper for the owners of those antique shops.

Want to pan for gold in the sand, it is not a simple thing, but there are many people rushing to it, in this antique street, no one dares to guarantee that his antiques here are real, buy fake, count yourself at a loss, the right is to spend money to buy an experience, and those who spent a low price to buy a real antique, just afraid that dreams will be laughed awake, of course, this is not an easy task, buy ten antiques, one of them is really good, if those who buy how much to lose are afraid to cry faint in the toilet.