There are two ghost markets a week, Saturday and Sunday, with Saturdays being especially popular. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAt 4 o'clock in the morning, the place is already full of people, stall owners carry cardboard boxes full of small handicrafts in tricycles, and customers gather here on bicycles and walks, crowded and crowded, and the gate is clanging. As soon as the gate opened at half past four, the crowd rushed in and quickly took their places.

After the market opened, although there were many people, the market was not noisy, and everyone was whispering. Old customers each have a flashlight, the original intention is to see the goods more clearly, this is the rules handed down from the previous life, after having electricity, this flashlight is necessary to bring, because this is just a sign, indicating that the buyer knows.

If you want to fool people, you have to take it easy.

As the day gets brighter, the ghost market time is over, and the thrift market opens, so you can see everyone's expressions clearly. The motive of the seller is the same, to make money: and the buyer is definitely a landscape, and everyone is different: there are those who are dedicated to shopping for goods, there are those who come to find out the approximate price of their treasures, there are those who are vassally elegant, and there are those who watch the excitement.

The thrift market is obviously not the same as the ghost market, where there are many genuine goods, and there are large transactions. The thrift market is dominated by road goods, that is, antiques purchased by stall owners from the countryside, mixed with some imitations of modern craftsmanship, which can be described as a mixture of fish and pearls, and there are really less fakes. But it is also the most eye-catching and collecting skill, so many people are willing to come here to visit.

What if you miss it! But you will get rich.

There is no one who does not dream of picking up leaks, and no one does not want the priceless antiques in front of them to be the pearl of the sea and be picked up by themselves.

Therefore, there are many legends circulating in the thrift market, such as someone who bought a sword for 15 yuan, and sold it for 150,000 yuan; Someone spent 300 yuan to buy a saucer, which turned out to be Yuan Qinghua, and it was sold for 370,000 yuan; Someone bought a pair of mahjong for 300 yuan, and the result was sold for 60,000 ......

These miracles have also stimulated people to flock here with dreams of making a fortune.

In the evening, there are more elderly people visiting the thrift market, there is no need to cook, and before it is time to eat, there are more natural people.

Hua Commune riding a motorcycle...... Enjoying the cool breeze, a bunch of people gathered on the roadside outside the thrift market.

There are also stalls on both sides of the road outside the market, because they don't want to pay a few yuan for the market management fee, so on both sides of the road outside the market, spread a piece of broken oil paper cloth, and put some 'old goods' on it.

However, it is usually unattended, because these 'old goods' are just old goods and do not have much appreciation value for collections.

So it's usually deserted in front of the stall.

Hua Commune wanted to ride over directly, but found a familiar back, Hua Junyu was squatting in front of the stall.

"Sister, why are you here?" Hua Commune stopped the motorcycle and said in surprise.

"I'm idle, so I'm going to go shopping, buy some decorations, and decorate my home." Hua Junyu stood up as soon as she saw that it was Hua Commune.

Hua Junyu looked at him and said, "You came just in time, help me palm my eyes." ”

"Sister, wait a minute, I'll leave the motorcycle." Hua Commune said and pushed the motorcycle to the storage point, and after depositing it, he walked over with the key.

The society is too chaotic, and there are more people stealing bicycles and motorcycles, so the Hua Commune would rather spend two cents to deposit, and lose it to see that it is distressing to die.

During the period when Hua Commune went to store the car, Hua Junyu negotiated with the boss.

"Girl, your eyesight is really good, Yongzheng pastel, if it's not true, it can be called a national treasure, hahaha!" The stall owner grinned and looked at Hua Junyu holding a coral red ground colorful peony bird pattern Guanyin bottle in his hand.

When he laughed, the stall owner next to him also laughed, it was obvious that they were making a joke about Hua Junyu, and no one thought it was genuine.

"Boss, don't lie to me, I've got a helper." Hua Junyu looked at the peony vase in her hand, it was really beautiful.

Peony ornamentation has always been a concrete image of the wealth and prosperity of the Chinese nation. The auspicious birds on the Guanyin bottle are in pairs, and the eyes are looking at each other, as if they are affectionate in the Tao, and it is a concrete image of auspiciousness and harmony. Magnolia is graceful and colorful, it is a holy and noble figure.

"Girl, my goods, I am a child, and I am not bullied, as for whether it is true or not, I have to test your eyesight." The boss immediately said with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Girl, to be honest, these are really old objects collected from the countryside, maybe you can pick up the leaks!" ”

Hua Junyu snorted lightly, "You are honest, I guess you told a lot of people!" ”

was said by Hua Junyu, the stall owner smiled stupidly, laughing and not speaking.

"It's so easy to pick up leaks, and if it's easy, everyone will get rich." Hua Junyu continued.

"Hehe...... stall owner smiled and said, "If this is true, I also want to make a fortune, go directly to Liulichang Antique Street, and sell it at a good price, who will practice stalls in this thrift market!" He shook his head again and again, pointed to his eyes and said, "This can't work!" ”

This is the truth, don't look at the seller, but also hope that the goods in your hands are genuine, whether they are left for appreciation, or they can be sold at a good price now.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man, not tall, with a round face and a smile, and he speaks honestly.

Antiques are a very special industry, and the emphasis is on eating with eyesight. In this industry, there is no such thing as fraud, and there are no rules for returns. Because buying and selling antiques is a contest between the two sides in the field of knowledge, maybe the seller misses the sale, or maybe the buyer buys the fake and buys the wrong one, so they can only sum up their own lessons and lessons, and complain about others. Therefore, the average person in the antique industry does not dare to set foot in it, and the difficulty lies in the authenticity.

If you don't have that kind of eyesight, you can't really make money.

"You said you didn't lie to me, boss, look here." Hua Junyu took the bottom of the vase and said to the sky, "Although it is indeed printed here with the Yongzheng year system of the Qing Dynasty, but if you take a closer look, this Yongzheng character is missing." ”

As soon as the stall owner heard Hua Junyu speak, he knew that this was a layman.

"Girl, this ......." The boss sighed for a long time and said, "I won't lie." ”

"Humph! You businessmen, you really lie and don't blink. Hua Junyu snorted coldly.

Hua Commune came over just in time to hear their conversation, squatting in the stall and looking at it casually.

I saw that there were some ancient jade and porcelain on the stalls, including Jun kiln, Ding kiln, and enamel color...... There are also copper coins, calligraphy and paintings, old books and other things that are randomly put together, which looks like ancient charm, all like the real thing.

The eyesight items of the Yihua Commune today are not even ready to use, they only need to take a look at them, and they can naturally distinguish the real from the fake.

Hua Commune looked at the stall and thought it was old goods, but he didn't expect it to be some antiques.

Hua Commune knew at a glance that the goods in Hua Junyu's hands were real.

But how can I buy it without a trace, and my mind is slightly calculated.