After worshipping the ancestors, Huo Sining went out with Su Qingqing and a few people to hang out in the afternoon, and Su Qingqing suddenly proposed to go to Panjiayuan to have a look. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huo Sining has no opinion, anyway, she is idle at home, so it is better to go outside.

Panjiayuan is actually a thrift market, which is commonly known as the antique street.

The market is divided into six business areas: stall area, ancient building area, furniture area, collection area, stone carving area and catering service.

There are more than 10,000 people doing business here, from 28 provinces, municipalities and autonomous regions across the country, involving 56 ethnic groups, and it is a large-scale antique art market that spreads folk culture in the imperial capital.

As soon as Huang Xiaoyi heard that Huo Sining was going to Panjiayuan, he volunteered to lead the way in front.

Unlike Huang Hanyun and Huang Ranping, Huang Xiaoyi is quite interested in antiques, and he has to go to these places almost every one or two weeks in Dashilar Liulichang Panjiayuan, but this guy is young and doesn't do much, basically he only looks at it and doesn't buy it.

In Panjiayuan, there are all kinds of time-honored brands, and of course, there is no shortage of stalls.

Generally speaking, the owners of the bulk stalls are basically divided into two categories: the old and the old, the old stall owners have been "playing on the street" for a long time, and the good things on these stalls are basically selected and clean, and the rest are mostly imitations.

These people are basically uninformed out-of-town buyers or new players, and there are very few repeat customers, and they will only shout hard after occasionally absorbing and buying old goods from other places;

The new stall owners are different, most of these people are foreign owners, and most of the things they sell are old or excavated goods, and the goods are much more decent than the old stall owners, and there are often good genuine products inside.

But it's hard to meet a new stall owner, and unless you're particularly familiar with the street, you can't tell at all.

However, to Huo Sining's surprise, although Huang Xiaoyi has few antiques, he walks around Panjiayuan when he has nothing to do.

So soon, he found a new stall owner, who was about seventy years old, wearing a gray Mao suit and looking unremarkable.

Huang Xiaoyi was very sure that he had never seen this stall owner.

"Sister Qingqing, there should be good things on that stall. The things on the stall seemed to have only been put on the table for a short time, so no one in the stall looked at the goods, Huang Xiaoyi secretly rejoiced in his heart, and pulled Su Qingqing and Huo Sining to the stall.

The stall owner was wiping a small incense burner on his hand, and when he saw someone coming, he made a movement in his hand, raised his head and glanced at Huo Sining and Su Qingqing behind her quietly.

While Huo Sining and Huang Xiaoyi lowered their heads to pick up the batch of old goods on the stall, Su Qingqing nodded slightly towards the stall owner.

The old man suddenly realized, and his inquiring eyes swept over Huo Sining's body over and over again.

Huo Sining and Huang Xiaoyi didn't notice the wrongness between Su Qingqing and the stall owner, there were a lot of messy things in front of the stall owner, and Huo Sining was dizzy when he saw a lot of dense things.

She pretended to touch the things, but she didn't really see anything famous.

However, Huo Sining's absent-minded appearance made the stall owner misunderstood, and his eyes flashed with relief and understanding, and he gestured to Su Qingqing imperceptibly.

Su Qingqing's face suddenly showed a subtle smile, his eyes swept over the large box placed under the vendor, and he suddenly looked stunned, picked up a three-legged tripod in his hand and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this bronze tripod?"

The old man stretched out five fingers with a smile, and before Su Qingqing could speak, Huo Sining smiled slightly: "Fifty yuan?"

The old man's face fell suddenly: "Girl, are you joking? I am an authentic Qianqing medicine ding, where can I sell it for fifty yuan? I mean at least five thousand yuan!"

Huo Sining shook his head with a smile: "If it's really a Qianqing medicine tripod, I'm afraid that you can't even buy a foot for 5,000 yuan, right?

Huo Sining's ridicule was full of indescribable banter in his eyes.

Su Qingqing couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard this, and looked up at the old man, wanting to see the other party's annoyed and angry appearance.

However, the old man was not annoyed when Huo Sining poked the cowhide, but said with a hippie smile:

"Little girl, you are a clear person, although this medicine tripod is a good imitation, but the workmanship is exquisite, if you really like it, old man, I will give you a real price, how about three hundred yuan?"

"Three hundred, I don't want thirty. ”

Huo Sining wanted to say something, but Su Qingqing directly cut off the words.

Su Qingqing's beads turned, his eyes fell on the box sitting under the old man's buttocks, and suddenly as if he had discovered some new continent, his eyes lit up, his mouth opened and turned up, and he said to the vendor:

"How stingy is the boss, he hides good things when he is obviously there, and he uses these things to fool people. Don't hide the contents of your box, take it out and show us!"

Hearing Su Qingqing's words, Huo Sining and Huang Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly followed Su Qingqing's line of sight, and landed on the wooden box that he used as a stool under the old man's buttocks.

Huang Xiaoyi's face suddenly turned happy, and he shouted blindly: "That's right, boss, you still have good things hidden here, don't hide your secrets!"

The old man's expression was stunned when he heard this, and he raised his eyes and glanced at Huo Sining and the others.

Sensing that the old man's expression was different, Huo Sining was a little surprised in his heart.

Is there really something good in that box?

Huo Sining had a casual smile on his face, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the old man, for fear of missing any expression on his face.

Unlike Su Qingqing and Huang Xiaoyi's excitement and excitement, Huo Sining is not fanatical and obsessed with Taogu leaks, so in this kind of thing, she can always remain sane and calm.

After analyzing it in his mind, Huo Sining didn't think that things were so coincidental.

Since this vendor is new to the street to do business, there is no reason to hide good things and sell fakes and rags, if you want to do a good business and win repeat customers, you must first please the hospitality, if it is her, she will definitely put all the good things on the bright side.

Therefore, Huo Sining felt that this old man's actions were not logical, so there was only one explanation, this person was playing tricks and wanted to use this way to deceive those novice collectors who wanted to pick up Taobao with a fluke mentality. (To be continued.) )