"Feibai, is it really necessary to bring this thing?"

At the same time, Wang Guan picked up the cloth bag commonly known as the blanket and said with some hesitation: "It feels weird.\\"

"Blame what." Yu Feibai said solemnly: "If you don't bring this thing, people will know that you are a layman." If you bring this thing, even if people know that you are not an expert, you are still a person in the circle. No matter how bad it is, you know that you know some collecting knowledge, and you won't be ruthless without any worries! ”

"He's right." Tang Qinghua agreed: "I thought it was unnecessary before, but when I paid attention to it, I found that the price given by the stall owner was different between the one with the blanket and the one without the blanket. ”

"Hear me, don't think I'm fooling you. By the way, and flashlights...... Although time has passed, and some rules no longer apply, no one will laugh at you if you bring it with you. ”

While speaking, Yu Feibai handed a small and delicate flashlight to Wang Guan, then checked the equipment on his body, and immediately said with hesitation: "Let's go, go to the big clean, and pick up all the treasures." ”

Wang Guan and Tang Qinghua were not as flamboyant as Yu Feibai, but they also went downstairs with a smile on their faces and walked in the direction of Panjiayuan.

If it was in ancient times, when you went out at three or four o'clock in the morning, it would definitely be pitch black outside, and you couldn't see your fingers. But times are different, and the streets are full of street lamps, which are very bright, like daylight.

Especially when he came to the vicinity of Panjiayuan, the situation in front of him made Wang Guan feel a little surprised.

At this time, the gate of Panjiayuan was not opened, but there were already people in front of the door. Stallholders carry cardboard boxes full of goods in tricycles, and customers gather outside the market gate in droves and walks, crowding and clanging the gates. Wang Guan tiptoed around, feeling the black pressure of the heads around him, to say the least, there were one or two thousand people.

"Strange, right?" Yu Feibai smiled and said, "When I first came, I was also very surprised. After all, in my imagination, the ghost market is a place where there is no light, in an open field, there is no light. And the people who visit the ghost market are either carrying lanterns. Either it's a flashlight, the light is bright and faint, and the figures of people come and go. It's like a ghostly land, so it's more atmospheric. ”

"Unfortunately, that was nearly a hundred years ago." Tang Qinghua said with a smile: "In the ghost market back then, it was generally the thieves who crowed chickens and dogs to take out the stolen things and sell them while it was dark; Otherwise, it is the sons and daughters of the princes and nobles, and the wives and children of the court officials and eunuchs are in trouble, and they have no choice but to start selling the treasures. Two types of people. The former is not able to see the light, and the latter is afraid of losing face, so he chooses to trade in the dark. ”

"But now it is different, one is that there is no such inevitability, and the other is that the market is now becoming more and more standardized, and the relevant departments are constantly rectifying the order, so naturally there is no 'ghost' atmosphere."

Speaking of which, Tang Qinghua added: "Of course, the purpose of most people visiting ghost markets now. It's not just about feeling the atmosphere before, it's about seizing the opportunity. ”

"That's right." Yu Feibai nodded and said: "There are many stalls, and the channels for purchasing goods are different. The time is also different, and there are people who sell different things almost every day. There are some regular customers, also known as old ghosts, who know the situation of each stall well, and just walk around, you will know which stall has new goods arriving. These new goods are their main target......"

Wang Guan nodded slightly, also expressing understanding.

After all, the current Pan homeland. This is no longer the case twenty or thirty years ago. At that time, it was really a thrift market, and you could see everything you wanted. But now, it is estimated that most of them are fakes, and there are very few real things. As for whether you can dig gold out of thousands of gravels. It depends on the individual's ability.

"It's open, the door is open......"

At this moment, the gate of Panjiayuan opened, and the crowd outside the door poured in.

However, after the crowd went in. There was no loud noise. There was no need for anyone to maintain order, so the stall owners quickly put in place, spread a piece of cloth on the ground, and then took out the items wrapped in newspaper from the box, and lined them up in an orderly manner, and the business was considered open.

"A horse and a box, a rag in all directions" is a very apt phrase to describe these stall owners.

After the stall owners put their things on the table, the ghost customers who came to buy things began to wander around. These people are dressed similarly to Wang Guan, with bags like blankets on their shoulders, flashlights in their hands, magnifying glasses in their pockets, or squatting in front of the stalls, or wandering carelessly, very leisurely.

At this moment, Wang Guan and the three of them also entered the Pan family.

Wang Guan looked up and saw several rows of headlights hanging on the ceiling, but it was also a little hazy, and there was still fluorescence all around, which showed that it was also necessary to have a small flashlight.

Although he shouted to sweep just now, after coming in, Yu Feibai was very cautious, and he did not rush to start, but carefully observed the situation, as if he was looking for something that was pleasing to the eye and in line with his heart.

"Let's go our separate ways." At this time, Tang Qinghua proposed: "If you encounter something that you can't grasp accurately, then call another person to come over and help judge." ”

"Good ......"

Yu Feibai had no opinion, and Wang Guan would not object, so the matter was settled.

At that moment, the three of them each found a direction and scattered.

I have always heard people say that Panjiayuan is a river and lake, and the water in it is very deep, but Wang Guan does not have a clear concept of how deep this water can be. However, after walking past a row of stalls, Wang Guan immediately realized how deep and deep the water here was, and it was even deeper than he imagined.

Wang Guan also knew that there were many things here, and there were many fakes, so naturally he didn't expect each piece to be a treasure, but when he looked at it, there was no decent thing. In other words, even if it is a fake, you have to use some thought to forge it, don't let people see the fake at a glance, that would be too insincere. I don't even have the sincerity to deceive people, how can I be fooled?

Wang Guan shook his head, turned around at the end, and walked around the second row of stalls.

At this moment, when Wang Guan passed by a stall, his eyes saw a bright blue color, which made his heart move, and he stopped to watch. I saw that the thing was square, a bit like a tile.

After walking through a few stalls, the things I saw were mainly porcelain, most of them were bottles and cans, cups and bowls and other items, which made people feel a little boring. Seeing something different now, Wang Guan was somewhat interested, and couldn't help but squat down and pick up the thing and look at it carefully.

At first glance, this thing really looks like a tile, but it is much thicker than ordinary tiles, and the surface is a layer of blue and white decoration, and the color is relatively clumsy, and it does look some years old.

"Little brother, you see it, this is Yongle blue and white floor tiles."

The stall owner is a middle-aged man who has made a fortune, wearing a wide and long cotton jacket, and his two hands are in his sleeves. In order to show his legal status to the people of the world, it took more than ten years to build a large-scale Bao'en Temple to commemorate his parents, that is, Zhu Yuanzhang and Queen Ma. ”

"There is a nine-storey eight-sided white glazed pagoda in Bao'en Temple, and the ground in the tower is paved with this kind of blue and white floor tiles. This is a good thing, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, the only example of using blue and white as floor tiles! ”

The stall owner gushed and said: "Later, when we came to the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the rebel army led the people to capture Jinling, and the pagoda of Bao'en Temple was destroyed in the war, and these blue flowers were scattered among the people. This is one of them, and it is a rarity. ”

Wang Guan smiled, taking the stall owner's words as the wind in his ears, and only caring about looking at things. Moreover, the stall owner also understood the truth of over-the-top, and after a few brief introductions, he shut up.

After a while, Wang Guan finished reading his things and slowly raised his head.

In an instant, the stall owner seized the opportunity and said, "Little brother, what do you think of the things, if you like it, I can sell you cheaper!" ”

"I'm just going to take a look at it...... Wang Guan calmly put down the blue and white floor tiles, and then said casually: "I heard that the blue and white of Yongle blue and white floor tiles is Su Ma Liqing, which is very precious." ”

"That's right, it's Su Ma Liqing, that's the material imported from abroad, it's expensive, needless to say, it's mainly Su Ma Liqing, it's something that Zheng He brought back when he went to the West. As soon as he stopped going to the West, the stock was gone after it ran out. The stall owner hurriedly nodded and said, "That's why I said that this thing is a rare treasure." ”

"I heard that the blue and white color made of Su Ma Li green material is not only shiny in color, but also has the same luster as a jewel!" At the right time, Wang Guan smiled and said, "However, on this floor tile, I can't see such characteristics." ”

Hearing this, the stall owner didn't mind, but wrote lightly: "If the thing has been left for a long time, it must be a little old, go back and maintain it, wash it with water, and wipe it again to become bright." ”

The stall owner's answer was also expected by Wang Guan. If you can't listen to even a few words of provocation and questioning, then it means that the stall owner must be a novice. After all, if you see something wrong, you will inevitably make a few comments; If you think something is good and want to buy it, you will devalue it as worthless.

Anyway, a really experienced ghost guest, even if he finds a treasure on the stall, will definitely not publicize it with great fanfare, let alone show the slightest clue, but with a casual expression, and then quietly take it down. Therefore, the stall owner always has good words in his mouth, but the ghost customer has specially found fault with the words.

However, Wang Guan's depreciation just now was not to buy this blue and white floor tile at a low price, but to really feel that something was wrong. He was sure that it was not Yongle blue and white floor tiles, but it was not a modern fake......

At the same time, seeing that Wang Guan did not put down his things, and was even observing repeatedly, the stall owner naturally thought that he was moved, and hurriedly said: "Little brother, the things are really good, if you miss this village, there will be no such shop......" (to be continued)

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