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Although Yang Tianxiong was not interested, but several other people were more or less interested in collecting, so they separated and walked around the market, stopping in front of different shops or stalls according to their hobbies and watching.

Ding Hongxing entered a philatelic store, the store was full of stamps, coins, and some small objects such as the chairman's medal, Ding Hongxing asked about the prices of various philatelic products, and sure enough, the prices of various philatelic products are now higher than a few months ago, and they are close to the historical highs of the previous few years.

The recovery of the postal market, first of all, began from the big cities such as Beijing and Shanghai, and then radiated to other places, so to speak, the postal market in Beijing is the vane of the national postal market.

Ding Hongxing nodded secretly, it seems that the postal market is really going to recover.

It's not good to just ask if you don't buy it, Ding Hongxing bought a few copper coins and two statue medals, and it cost a total of more than a dozen yuan.

Ding Hongxing came out and visited a few philatelic stores, asked about the price, the prices they quoted were about the same, not much in and out, Ding Hongxing bought some small things.

Ding Hongxing was walking on the road, watching, and suddenly, he saw something on a stall, and couldn't help but stop, squatted down, and looked at the things on the stall casually.

The stall owner was an old man who looked like a peasant, probably no more than sixty years old, and had a peculiar peasant cunning in his eyes.

He saw that Ding Hongxing was young, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, such a young man, most of whom was a student, should not have much money, so he didn't bother to speak, and let Ding Hongxing look at things by himself.

Most of the things on the stall are some ceramics and some small copper objects, Ding Hongxing looked at it for a while, pointed to a white porcelain bottle and said, "Boss, how much is this bottle?" ”

The old man looked at the porcelain vase and said casually, "A thousand yuan." ”

Ding Hongxing exclaimed: "So expensive? ”

The old man said, "Is this still expensive?" This is a bottle fired by the official kiln of the Song Dynasty. ”

Ding Hongxing looked at it for a long time, shook his head and said, "It's too expensive, I can't afford it." ”

Next, Ding Hongxing asked several more things, and the old man was a little impatient when he heard Ding Hongxing say that he couldn't afford it, and he quoted the starting price very casually, some high and some low, and there was no accurate score.

Ding Hongxing pointed to a black porcelain bowl and asked, "Boss, how much does this bowl cost?" ”

The old man glanced at the bowl and hesitated, this bowl was collected by him in a rural family, which was used to buckle the pickle jar, and at that time he was collecting other things, and the family took this bowl as an additive to him, and the bowl was black and inconspicuous, and he did not bother to wash the old dirt on it, so he put it together with other things.

The old man himself felt a little embarrassed when the bowl was quoted at a high price, and he hesitated for a moment and said, "Thirty yuan." ”

Ding Hongxing shook his head, he took out a fifty yuan note from his body and said: "I want this, and this, I will give you a total of fifty yuan, and I have so much money on me, if it doesn't work, forget it, I'll go look elsewhere." ”

Ding Hongxing was referring to a copper knife, and there was this black bowl, the old man looked at it, the copper knife was collected by him for five yuan, and the black bowl was even more important, and it was good to sell it for fifty yuan, but he still hesitated.

He hesitated, Ding Hongxing got up and left, and the old man hurriedly said, "Young man, come back." ”

Ding Hongxing looked back at him, and the old man said, "You really have all this money on you?" ”

Ding Hongxing nodded and said, "It's gone." ”

The old man sighed and said, "Forget it, I see that you also sincerely want to buy it, fifty is fifty, and I will lose a little." ”

Ding Hongxing handed the old man fifty yuan, asked the old man for a few newspapers, carefully wrapped the black bowl, wrapped three layers inside and three layers outside, asked for a soft cloth, wrapped the bowl with the newspaper, and carried it in his hand, and he carried the knife in his pocket, anyway, this knife has become very dull due to the long time.

Ding Hongxing looked at a few stalls again, there was no big harvest, only a few small items, but he was already very satisfied with today's harvest.

The black bowl found in the old man's stall, if Ding Hongxing is not mistaken, should be a black glazed bowl of the Ding kiln of the Song Dynasty, there is one in Yang Lianzhong's collection of this kind of bowl, he has seen it, with his unforgettable memory and learning ability, he has remembered the characteristics of this black glazed porcelain very clearly, although there is a lot of dirt on this bowl, but he can also see that it conforms to the characteristics of the black glazed porcelain of the Ding kiln, from the perspective of pulp and other aspects, more than eighty percent may be genuine.

In this era, this kind of black glazed porcelain is easy to be confused by laymen with the kind of coarse porcelain bowls or even pottery bowls commonly used by ordinary people because of its black and black glazed porcelain, and it is not known that it is really valuable, today this old man is like this, if he opens a high price and says the name of black glazed porcelain, Ding Hongxing will wonder if this is a fake, the old man hesitated to offer a low price, Ding Hongxing is more sure that this is a genuine product.

The other things on the old man's stall are not very valuable, the white porcelain vase is just a handicraft imitated after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it seems that only the copper knife is a little old, and the old man does not know pearls, and the price of these two things is not high, so Ding Hongxing took these two things at a very small price.

Ding Hongxing was shopping around the stalls with great interest, suddenly, there was a commotion from behind, he looked back and saw that the pedestrians on the street had come over, and the street was blocked tightly in an instant.

Ding Hongxing shook his head and laughed, suddenly, his smile disappeared, and he heard Song Shihong's voice from the crowd: "You guys are trying to slander people!" ”

Ding Hongxing stood up and walked over, he had a lot of strength, and easily squeezed out a way in the crowd, he sneered, I didn't see so many people on the street just now, why did everyone come out as soon as there was a lively look?

Squeezed into the crowd, Ding Hongxing saw Song Shihong standing in the circle, and across from him were four or five young people, all of whom looked like they were hanging out, but they didn't write the word gangster on their faces.

A piece of porcelain was broken on the ground, and it looked like a porcelain vase, which was quite large, and Ding Hongxing swept it away, and he roughly knew what was going on.

He asked Song Shihong, "Brother Song, what's going on?" ”

Song Shihong said with a smile on his face: "Just now I was looking at something on the roadside stall, that kid hit me from behind and dropped a porcelain bottle, and said that I smashed his Yuan Qinghua and made me lose money, isn't this a slander?" ”

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