The antique street of Donglutai, although less than 500 meters long, is an important town of the antique market in S city and even the whole country, just like the Liulichang Panjiayuan in the capital, Donglutai has become a synonym for the antique trade in S city.

Although the wooden archway at the intersection is written with his name "Donglutai Handicrafts" market, people in the circle know that this is actually an antique market.

On the right is a row of small wooden houses with distinctive architectural characteristics of the Ming and Qing dynasties, all of which are antique shops. Sitting leisurely in the store and pouring himself a drink, leisurely, clothes Jiang Taigong fishing wishers on the hook, the young man cleaned up the house with his hands and feet, and took care of the antique goods spotlessly.

It has not been open for three years, and it is these antique shops that have been open for three years.

On the left is a moat, where some small merchants and hawkers who can't afford to rent a door have rented a vacant lot, and set up their stalls in the wind and sun.

It is crowded with tourists every day, and it is very popular. It is the so-called "gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times".

Unlike other markets, neither the owner of the shop nor the vendor who sets up the stall here will take the initiative to solicit business, but it will not be a posture of being close to anyone, if you come over, he will still receive you very warmly, even if you don't buy anything, he will send you out with a smile on his face, and with enthusiasm, people will want to come next time.

"Hao Lao Er, it's modified. Don't play with women and play with antiques? Jin Haotian, who was called up by Hao Chenguang in the morning, was a little unhappy.

"Women spend money, antiques make money, and they don't make money to spend with the money they get." Hao Chenguang said with a smile.

"Cut, bullish, coaxing, collection is risky, you must be cautious when entering the industry. What they earn is the money of you Kaizi, otherwise their lives can be so leisurely? Jin Haotian pointed to the laid-back bosses in the shop.

"Then they have to have the ability to do it, too." Hao Chenguang was full of confidence, then pointed to a stall in front of him and said, "The things over there are good, go over and take a look." ”

"Whatever you want, I'm a soy sauce maker anyway." Jin Haotian said indifferently.

"Look, I have all good things here, you see this is something that Lafayette used back then......" As soon as they squatted down at the edge of a stall, a young stall owner enthusiastically introduced that in his mouth, everything he had in his mouth was a treasure, and it was used by those famous figures in history.

Jin Haotian listened to the stall owner's boasting, and couldn't help but be happy: "Boss, I can't see it, you are still a small museum." ”

"Hehe, my brother doesn't seem to believe it, let's tell you the truth, if it weren't for going abroad to accompany my wife, I would be reluctant to sell these good things, it's all my hard work." The stall owner said in a deep tone.

Before Jin Haotian could speak, Hao Chenguang on the side said impatiently: "I said boss, you don't believe what you say." ”

"Hehe, look at what you said, it seems that my old horse is deceiving people, what does this boss like?" The stall owner said a little embarrassed.

"Take that bottle and take a look." Hao Chenguang pointed to a blue vase and said.

"Okay." The stall owner, turned around and took the blue and white vase on the back shelf and put it on the flat ground, and after the bottle was stable, Hao Chenguang picked it up and looked up and down, and gently stroked it with his hand.

This is a glazed blue and white Sanniang godson pattern cover general jar, the shape is ancient and generous, the glaze is warm and shiny, the natural aging traces of the surface of the ware are obvious, the blue and white are calm and calm, and the ornament depicts natural and smooth and rich characteristics of the times, with obvious characteristics of the late Qing Dynasty. Flipped, the bottom foot fell on the Qing Dynasty Kangxi year six regular scripts.

When Hao Chenguang was quietly looking at the general's jar, Jin Haotian was attracted by a small boxy black stone plaque on a stall next to him, and he looked up and asked, "Boss, can you pick it up and take a look." ”

"Feel free." The middle-aged stall owner said with a smile, then picked up the small stone tablet and gently placed it in front of Jin Haotian to show that the stone tablet was in good condition.

Jin Haotian stretched out his hand to pick it up and saw that one side was densely engraved with many strange patterns, Jin Haotian took a closer look at the strange patterns on it turned out that these strange patterns were bird seals, when he was a child when he was taught calligraphy by his father, he learned to recognize a few bird seals with the teacher, and it happened that there were a few words he knew, plus the reverse pattern, he vaguely judged that these bird seals recorded the story of Bian and Xianyu.

Jin Hao Tianxin said that it was good that he had memorized this article by the Chinese teacher before, otherwise he really didn't know what it was about.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Jin Haotian asked quietly.

"If this little brother likes it, this number." The stall owner raised a finger and said, the subtext is a thousand, and people who often come here know it, but it's a pity that he ran into a layman.

"Well, ten yuan, it's not expensive, I bought it." Jin Haotian said and took out ten yuan and handed it to the stall owner, although he knew that it couldn't be ten yuan, but Jin Haotian would not be stupid enough to shout high.

The stall owner couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "The boss is really joking." ”

"Hehe, I'm not kidding. The stone carved on the site over there is much better than this, and it is only ten yuan. Jin Haotian pointed to an old gentleman not far away who was carving words on a stone tablet of the same material.

"How can that be compared. It's all new over there, I'm an antique, you look at the pulp above, it looks like it's a year. The stall owner said.

"Hehe, I think it's almost the same, it's all stones, and besides, there are still a lot of gaps on you, and there is a crack here, as if you are going to break it if you are not careful, give ten yuan or look at the pattern that has broken a large piece on it." Jin Haotian pointed to some flaws on it and said.

"Definitely, if you talk about me, I'm really worthless. If you really like it, I won't ask you to take a hundred dollars, if you don't like it, forget it. The stall owner said, cutting the price from the original price in his heart by a zero.

"Boss, do you think I look like a Kaizi?" Jin Haotian asked with a smile.

"Little brother, that's what you're talking about, what's the matter with you, Kaizi, you are a very smart and successful person." The stall owner said good things and flattered.

"Since it's not Kaizi, do you think I'll buy it for a hundred yuan?" Jin Haotian asked with a smile.

"Uh." The stall owner was speechless and didn't know how to respond.

"Well, add ten dollars, I just lack a paperweight, this is just right, if you want to take it away, if you don't want it, forget it." Leave it to someone who is destined. Jin Haotian put the small stone tablet back in its place and said with a smile.

"Add more." The shrewd stall owner knows that he can't kill the high price, but he doesn't want to sell it at a low price, although this is collected as an add-on, but there is a good saying, no matter how small the mosquito leg is, it is also meat, it is not easy to earn a few dollars in the wind and rain, and it is a good thing to have a few more dollars.

"Twenty, that's the highest price I can offer." Jin Haotian said decisively, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Okay, twenty is twenty, who told me to fall in love with my little brother, even if I lose money and make a friend to my little brother, please take care of my brother's business next time." Seeing that Jin Haotian was leaving, the stall owner hurriedly said.

"Hehe, then thank you boss." Jin Haotian said with a smile.

This is Hao Chenguang over there, and he also spent five hundred yuan to get the general jar.

"Bought something." Hao Chenguang cautiously held the box containing the general's jar and asked.

"Hehe, a small stone plaque, how much did you spend to get it?" Jin Haotian raised the small stone plaque in his hand and said.

"I'll see." Hao Chenguang took the small stone plaque and looked at it, and asked, "How much?" ”

"Twenty, how about it."

"Cut, don't give it to me for free. But fortunately, it's only twenty, not much, and a pack of cigarettes is not enough. Hao Chenguang threw the small stone plaque back to Jin Haotian.

"Be careful, maybe it's a rare treasure, and it's not enough to sell you." Looking at Hao Chenguang's actions, Jin Haotian glared at him and said angrily.

"If it's a rare treasure, I'll gouge out my eyes and use them as light bulbs." Hao Chenguang sneered.

"Hao Lao Er, don't talk too much, what else is impossible for men to become women in this world." Although he knows that his piece of thing is of little value, Jin Haotian still refuses to admit defeat, no matter how he says it, it is his first time, no matter what the result is, he has to keep it well, besides, with those bird seals above, not to mention twenty, it is not too much to say two thousand.

"Even if all the men in the world become women, you can't turn this thing into an antique, you see that there is no one over there, ten yuan a piece, if it is wholesale, it can be cheaper, if it is computer engraving, it will be even cheaper." Hao Chenguang was hit.

"Cut, after five hundred years, this thing will become an antique." Jin Haotian said with a smile.

"Hehe, then I wish your stone plaque to become an antique, and treat me to a drink at noon." Hao Chenguang also said with a smile.

"Are you sure you want to drink with me?" Jin Haotian said ill-intentionedly.

"Get out." Thinking of the drunkenness a few days ago, Hao Chenguang couldn't help but think about it, that kind of taste is really who is drunk, who knows, a few days have passed, and it has not eased up until now, if there is no Jin Haotian's bucket of sobering soup, it is estimated that he is still on a drip in the hospital now.

The two of them searched for people on the antique street at the same time.