Zhao Tianming went to the Jinhe Auction House first and handed over Hong Xian porcelain to them, hoping to auction it at the next auction.

The appraiser at the Nishiki Auction House was a middle-aged man who wore glasses and had the taste of an old-fashioned pedant. He carefully appraised it, and finally nodded: "Hong Xian porcelain is undoubted! It can be auctioned at this month's auction." However, if you want to be the finale, you still have a little bit to lose. ”

Zhao Tianming never thought about what he wanted to do, so he was not disappointed.

"It seems that the finale has to be bothered. Mr. Yang sighed, thinking of Chen Daosheng and talking about the finale they had booked to Tianhong Auction House, he burst into a nameless fire.

Zhao Tianming is not from Jinhe Auction House, so there is no need to worry about these problems for them. As long as your treasure can be auctioned for a good price, it is enough.

Of course, he didn't mind revealing that Tianhong Auction House had obtained two treasures from Qi Lao not long ago as bids for this auction.

"Tianhong Auction House is really a wolf! The background is too hard. Mr. Yang said with a headache.

After signing a contract to keep Hong Xian porcelain at the Jinhe Auction House, Zhao Tianming left the auction house and prepared to continue shopping in the antique market.

Yangcheng, a metropolis, is not as rich in history as the capital, Xi'an and other historical cities, but its antique market is also thriving, and there are antique markets in almost every district.

Since Zhao Tianming came into contact with antiques, he has a clear understanding of the antique market in Yangcheng.

Xingsheng Street is an old street by the river, with a forest of shops on one side, all decades or even hundreds of years old, and on the other side is the river, with lychee trees planted on the side.

Before the lychee ripening season, this will become a landscape, and it is also one of the few old shots in the old Yangcheng. With the development of the city and the construction of modernization, these old impressions will always slowly disappear from the people's sight, and they will be replaced by high-rise buildings.

Here, under the lychee tree, there are people from all walks of life. You can see herbal tea sellers, chicken olives, hair cutters, fortune tellers, mole lit people, book sellers, and all kinds of antique stalls.

Of course, at night, you can even see sneaky women with heavy makeup, and everyone knows what to do.

Because there are many miscellaneous industries, it is very popular here, and there are many people coming and going.

Zhao Tianming shopped for more than half an hour, and the old goods were encountered, but they were not very valuable, so he gave up. Just as I was about to look at the next stall, it was a stall of an ethnic minority. The stall owner drove the car, and the things were placed in the back of the pickup truck, and his wife and children stayed by his side.

This kind of person can often be seen from other places, driving a van or the like, and the family lives in it and wanders around. Everyone looks very chic, but that kind of life is not what everyone likes, and there is no fixed place at home. Especially for women, there is no sense of security.

The stall owner speaks Mandarin with a frontier accent, and his items are almost all metal artefacts. There are knives, wind chimes, silver jewelry from ethnic minorities, and so on.

Zhao Tianming could even see a few medals, but not many people took that thing seriously. A real medal, who wants to take it out and sell it?

He was just about to pick it up and take a look at it when he heard the stall owner shouting, "Ah, what do you mean? What do you mean?

Next to Zhao Tianming, there was a young man, who still looked like a student, Si Swenwen.

Cheng Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, when did he say that he wanted to buy it? The metal bowl was still inlaid with colorful "gems" on the outside. He just looked special, so he asked the price casually.

"This big brother, you're not mistaken, right? I just asked the price, I didn't say I wanted to buy it!"

The big man's expression was fierce, and his hands were pressed on the waist knife at his waist: "Boy, you have negotiated the price just now, you want to deny it? Today, you must leave two thousand yuan." ”

Seeing this situation, Zhao Tianming frowned, and his impression of the stall owner suddenly became very bad.

The state is kind to you ethnic minorities, and it is not for you to run rampant. The reason for the poor social order is sometimes the state's preferential policies for ethnic minorities.

People of certain ethnic minorities carry knives in public, and the impact is quite bad.

Cheng Xiaohui panicked, the guy had a sideways face, and he was still pressing the knife on his waist, which made him really a little frightened. Even if he didn't have a knife, he couldn't win.

"Do you want to buy and sell?" asked Cheng Xiaohui loudly.

He is not stupid either, he hopes to attract the attention and onlookers of others loudly, so that this guy in front of him does not dare to be presumptuous.

Zhao Tianming stood next to him, and he could be regarded as having seen the legendary forced buying and selling. The big man picked up a metal bowl and stuffed it to Cheng Xiaohui.

"What is the forced buying and selling? The price is all agreed, you kid wants to give up! It's not that easy. ”

He is indeed a scaremer. He used his identity and physical condition to make a lot of money in Yangcheng during this time. Those worthless things are sold at a high price, and those soft-footed shrimp of the Han nationality dare not speak out when they are angry.

Cheng Xiaohui didn't answer, and the metal bowl immediately fell to the ground.

"Hmm, drop my treasure, you kid have to buy it if you don't buy it. The big man said fiercely.

Cheng Xiaohui didn't expect him to be so unlucky, he had seen relevant news before, some ethnic minorities were very barbaric in business, but he didn't expect him to meet him.

Two thousand yuan is also a bit of pressure for him. When he is still a student, he only has more than 1,000 food expenses and pocket money every month.

He studied art and design, and recently he has been more interested in the art of ethnic minorities, who knows that he has hit a thunder.

The metal bowl rolled to Zhao Tianming's feet, and Zhao Tianming bent down and picked it up.

Suddenly, a piece of information came to his mind: a product of the 6th century A.D., the tableware of the royal family of Gaochang, silver, inlaid with ......

The treasures of the Gaochang royal family? Zhao Tianming took it in his hand and was stunned.

In my mind, I recalled the information of the Gaochang Kingdom: The Gaochang Kingdom has experienced four generations of regimes of Kan's Gaochang, Zhang's Gaochang, Ma's Gaochang, and Qu's Gaochang.

Zhenguan early Gaochang King Qu Wentai came to the dynasty. Later, Qu Wentai formed an alliance with the Western Turks, and Tang Taizong sent Hou Junji, Xue Wanjun and other generals to testify. In the fourteenth year of Zhenguan, Gaochang was destroyed by the Tang Dynasty, Gaochang County was placed, and then Anxi was set up to protect the government. During the Anshi Rebellion, Gaochang was occupied by the Uighurs.

It is located in the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, the north road of the Silk Road, political stability, rich products, developed culture, Chinese and Western envoys, businessmen and monks in the past, and has become an important hub for Chinese and Western political, economic and cultural exchanges between the Han and Tang Dynasties. At the beginning of the 15th century, the scenery was depressed, and the monasteries were scattered.

Now, he actually met a treasure bowl at that time, and he almost didn't let him buy it at a price.

"How can you do this business?" Cheng Xiaohui said loudly.

Around, there are also ordinary people who are talking and watching, but no one really helps to speak, and they all know that these ethnic minorities are not easy to mess with.

You provoke them, and soon they will find more "fellow villagers", which is very troublesome. It's the police, and it's quite a headache for these people.