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Yang Feng didn't notice this before, this place was facing away from the staircase, and at this time he found that there were some human statues and Buddha statues placed on the platform. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"The objects here are really beautiful."

China has been up and down for 5,000 years, with eight outer gates, three upper floors, and nine lower streams, whether these are fakes or genuine works, their shapes have a special charm in them, even if they are imitated, they can also reflect the characteristics of a culture, Yang Feng looked at it for a long time and nodded secretly, but he couldn't pick up the omissions like the characters in the novel.

Song Jie saw that Yang Feng was looking at these stone statues and Buddha statues, walked over, pointed to these and said, "If these things are bought back and put on the ancestral hall or incense table, it may be more appropriate." ”

Yang Feng nodded and said with a smile: "The room in my room is very monotonous, just try your luck and buy one this time, maybe it can bring me good luck!" ”

Song Jie pointed to a few statues here, as well as a few on the other end, and said with a smile: "Little brother's opinion, the few things I just pointed out seem to be much more meaningful. ”

Song Jie's recommendation Yang Feng naturally looked at it carefully, Song Jie's recommendation for him was all Buddha, Guanyin or something, the shape can indeed be called good, but Yang Feng didn't have much feeling in his heart.

"I don't buy Buddha statues today, I don't believe in Buddhism, I don't believe in Guanyin, so it's better for us to choose something else." Yang Feng said lightly, and carefully selected it.

The price list is all on the table, these things are originally for people to pick up, the price is quite high, it is often tens of thousands, and several large pieces start with hundreds of thousands.

Song Jie saw that Yang Feng didn't want Guanyin and Buddha statues, but Yang Feng had always been a maverick, and he was used to it. So it's no big deal.

At this time, Yang Feng noticed a statue in the corner, but it was already full of dust, Yang Feng walked over, and it seemed that no one had picked it up for a long time.

Picking up the soft cloth on the table next to him, Yang Feng picked it up and wiped it carefully. Slowly, this dusty image finally showed the true face of Lushan.

It is an old man with fairy wind bones, standing there with his beard touched, looking like a strong iron bone, which looks quite charming, but this carving is indeed a little unskillful.

"Brother Feng. You're not going to take a fancy to this statue, are you? Song Jie was a little speechless at first glance, Yang Feng's vision really made him a little powerless to complain, so many fine products can't be looked down on, how can he be interested in such a clumsy statue, I really don't understand.

Yang Feng ignored him. I looked at the price list, and saw that this statue was very cheap, 5,000 yuan.

The two young ladies came over at this time, and the one of them came over with a bang, and when Yang Feng was strange, she hurriedly said: "Sir, I'm sorry, this is the warehouse goods of our store, and I just took them out and forgot to put them back." ”

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and whispered to Song Jie's ear: "What is a warehouse goods?" ”

Song Jie also explained in a low voice: "It's just garbage, you can only throw it in the warehouse, and you can't sell it!" ”

Hear the words. A few black lines suddenly appeared on Yang Feng's head, could it be that his vision was really so bad! The warehouse goods were actually taken by themselves, which was a little helpless.

Yang Feng smiled and wanted to return the statue in his hand to the beauty in front of him, but at this time, Yang Feng's face changed, and he stopped with the movements in his hand.

When the service lady was about to take over the statue, Yang Feng brushed it back. Looking at a few people who were puzzled, Yang Feng said with a smile: "It was a joke just now." Turnip greens have their own loves, maybe it's the edge of the eyes. I want this thing, check out. ”

"Brother Feng, you're not kidding, are you?"

Not only the two hostesses, but Song Jie thought that Yang Feng was a little abnormal, so he asked.

Yang Feng ignored his strange tone and said: "It's rare to come here, maybe this thing is related to me, it just so happened that I came, and it happened that it was also forgotten here." ”

Song Jie scratched his head and said, "Listening to you say that, it makes a lot of sense, but this object doesn't look so old, and this carving is really ......."

"It's fine, as long as I like it." Yang Feng waved his hand and walked towards the staircase.

Song Jie smiled apologetically at the two hostesses and followed, no matter what medicine Yang Feng sold in the gourd, he just ate it.

When Mr. Bookkeeper saw the statue in Yang Feng's hand, he was stunned for a moment and said, "This little brother, isn't this an object in our warehouse?" ”

Yang Feng said with a smile: "Old man, I just forgot to take it back, I saw it, right eyes, Wang Ba looked at it, and naturally bought it." ”

Wang Ba looked at each other, and Mr. Accounts also secretly complained about this undisciplined description, and said with a faint smile: "Since this is the case, the old man will wrap it up for you, but let's talk about it first, the rules of the antique store can't be changed when you go out." ”

"This is natural, the younger generation of this rule is very clear, the goods are paid off, as long as I pay, this object has nothing to do with your store, whether it is a loss or a profit, it is my own business."

"The little brother is quite sensible, so the old man can rest assured."

The old man in the accounting room squinted and smiled, then took the card in Yang Feng's hand and swiped it on the card machine, Yang Feng entered the password, and then walked out of the store with the card and the portrait.

Song Jie nodded towards the old man, and also followed Yang Feng out, the two walked on the crowded street, Yang Feng's smile was quite bright, and he probably bought what he wanted.

"Brother Feng, I spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy a broken portrait, isn't it a bit too much of a loss?" Song Jie was still a little unhappy.

Yang Feng understood that Xiao tens of thousands of dollars were talking about his own expenses for going upstairs, shook his head and smiled: "You are still a gentleman in Yanjing City, isn't the money just for spending!" This statue is worth this price to me, it is related to me, and I just spend my money happily. ”

Song Jie shook his head, raised his hand and patted Yang Feng's shoulder, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Feng, what you say is what you say, where do we go now?" ”

Yang Feng pointed to the surrounding shops and said, "We haven't visited so many shops, let's go in and take a look, only see one Jubao Zhai, isn't it a pity?" ”

"That's just as well."

Song Jie took Yang Feng's family to walk over, some of the shops here are dealing in different types of antiques, there are fakes, there are genuine works, but most of them are distinguished.

Yang Feng's mind was actually a little on the portrait he bought, and it was not without reason that he could suddenly decide to buy this portrait.

The scene of a brawl came, Yang Feng and Song Jie came over, only to see a few uniformed guys constantly kicking and hitting a young man in a red vest on the ground.

The three of them used all their strength, and looking at the expression on the young man's face, he knew that he was suffering quite a lot at this time, not a bluff.

"What is this doing! Chengguan? ”

Yang Feng has the impression that there is only such a scene when the chengguan beats the roadside vendors, and these people are still wearing uniforms, which is really quite similar.

Song Jie shook his head and said, "Don't be nosy, this is someone from Aokitang, and the person who was beaten was a pickpocket, so he was beaten like that." ”

"This is the people from Aokido?" Yang Feng asked in surprise.

Song Jie nodded and said, "Eight achievements are yes, they care about the theft and brawl on this street, and ordinary people don't dare to collide with them." ”

At this time, an uncle next to Yang Feng slowly walked away.

"Hey, the thieves are too bad now, it's really ...... to run to these people's territory to steal"

Listening to the words floating in his ears, Yang Feng understood, that guy was really a thief, and it seemed that the strength of this Aoki Hall to manage this street was really good.

But maybe Yang Feng is now a person in the system, and he is still a little uncomfortable with this kind of behavior, he always feels that it is better to leave such a matter to the police.

Such a thought was only a moment, and he was not like this before? I don't want to leave everything to the police, but now I have changed a little.

The three of them fought for a while, and then the leader waved the electric baton in his hand and said, "Brothers, drag him back, the clever guy came to our place to steal, let the boss reason with them!" ”

"Clever hands?"

Song Jie said with a smile: "It turned out to be a person with empty hands, no wonder he won't be chopped off on the street, it seems that the master of Aoki Hall is still ready to give the empty door a face." ”

"There are a lot of street choppers?" Yang Feng asked.

Song Jie shook his head and said, "Not now, there used to be quite a lot, and Aoki Hall was tightly managed, so now there are not many people who dare to come here to steal." ”

"And what's going on with this clever empty door?" Yang Feng asked.

Song Jie snorted disdainfully: "It's just a group of rats, a small gang organized by a group of thieves, and the name of the gang is taken from the name of the thief in ancient times." ”

A clique of thieves? Yang Feng smiled dumbly and shook his head.

"However, there are some people in this realm, and there are still a few really capable guys in the Miaoshou Empty Gate, so Aokitang is also very face-saving."

Hearing this, Yang Feng also nodded, they are all in this realm, and if you look up and don't look down, it's good to give a little face, otherwise people organize a lot of thieves to come over to steal your antique street every day, and your Aoki Hall will also have a headache.

The two were about to leave, but at this time they saw a familiar figure, the old Taoist priest in tattered clothes, who was standing in front of a couple in front of them at this time, pointing at the man, a serious, unfathomable expression jumped on his face.

"Young man, you have a bloody plague!"

"......" (To be continued)