Since it happened to be a weekend, Liulichang Cultural Street was crowded with people, and there were bustling crowds of people one after another. Coupled with the sultry weather www.biquge.info Qin Fan and Meng Xiaowei had not yet squeezed into the crowd, and they were almost stunned by the smell of sweat.

"I'll go, why are there so many people here in Liulichang."

Qin Fan was taken aback by the crowded crowd in front of him, he had long heard that Yanjing Liuli Factory was a Taobao holy place named after Panjiayuan Antique Market, but he didn't know that this was also the favorite place for foreign tourists. In addition to locals, the vast majority of people who come to Taobao are foreign tourists of all colors.

As far as he knows, Liulichang Cultural Street originated in the Qing Dynasty, when the "Manchu and Han Dynasty Separate City Residence" was implemented in the capital, and Liulichang was precisely to the west of the outer city, when Han officials mostly lived nearby, and later guild halls from all over the country were also located here. People from all over the world who come to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination often gather here, so there are many shops selling books and pen, ink, paper and inkstones here, forming a strong cultural atmosphere.

But in fact, in ancient times, the glaze factory did not belong to the city, but to the suburbs. Later, in the Yuan Dynasty, an official kiln was opened here to fire glazed tiles.

Since the construction of the inner city in the Ming Dynasty, because of the construction of the palace, the scale of the official kiln has been expanded, and the glaze factory has become one of the five major factories of the imperial court at that time. After the construction of the outer city in the 32nd year of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, it became an urban area, and the glaze factory was not suitable for firing kilns in the city, but the name of "glaze factory" was retained and passed down to this day.

Meng Xiaowei studied in Yanjing for a year, and is familiar with the situation in Yanjing City, and often comes to Liulichang to go shopping. This time, she took on the role of Qin Fan's tour guide and took Qin Fan to walk around here.

This well-known Liulichang Cultural Street is located outside the Peace Gate, west to the north and south willow lanes of Xicheng District, and east to Yanshou Street in Xicheng District, with a total length of about 800 meters.

Don't look at this antique street is not long, there are many famous old shops here, such as Huaiyin Mountain House, Ru Gu Zhai, Li Fu Shou Bizhuang, etc., and the most famous of them is Rong Bao Zhai.

The predecessor of Rong Bao Zhai is "Songzhu Zhai", Guangxu took the meaning of "meeting friends with literature, Rong name Bao", and changed its name to Rong Bao Zhai. The older generation of calligraphers and painters during the Republic of China, such as Qi Baishi, Yu Youren, and Zhang Daqian, were all frequent visitors to Rong Bao Zhai.

In such a famous old store in history, Qin Fan naturally would not miss it.

It's just that Rong Bao Zhai's name is too big, and there are too many tourists visiting Rong Bao Zhai at this time, Qin Fan and Meng Xiaowei can't wait in a long line, so they can only take a look outside and leave.

Most of the antique streets in Liulichang are selling ancient books and the four treasures of the study, and in addition to the bookstore, they are antique shops.

Qin Fan and Meng Xiaowei were like an ordinary couple who came to Yanjing to play, wandering aimlessly on this street, curiously looking at the porcelain, jade, miscellaneous pieces and other antique gadgets placed on the roadside antique stalls.

"Hooligans, do you see the real thing on these antique stalls?"

Meng Xiaowei looked around like a curious baby, she usually likes to go to Liulichang or Panjiayuan antique market to buy some gadgets. But the vast majority of the so-called antiques in these antique markets are modern handicrafts, and trying to pick up a leak from millions of antiques is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.

"There are definitely real things, but if you want to find a real one among so many fakes, I'm afraid it's harder than buying a lottery ticket and winning the 5 million jackpot."

Qin Fan smiled and explained to Meng Xiaowei that the quality of the things placed on these antique stalls was uneven, and the techniques of some fakes were also clever, enough to confuse the real with the fake, but they couldn't escape Qin Fan's keen eyes.

It's just that there are hundreds of antiques in the Liulichang antique market, plus countless ancient calligraphy, paintings and ancient books.

"You don't have to be so depressed, collecting antiques sometimes pays attention to fate. Maybe sometime you stumble across a real antique. ”

Meng Xiaowei nodded, anyway, she didn't go to the antique market to pick up the leaks, she just wanted to buy some beautiful gadgets to go back, even if the ones she bought were fakes, she was not disappointed.

"Hey, hooligan, why are there so many people around over there, is something going on? Let's go check it out. ”

At this time, Meng Xiaowei saw that there seemed to be a lot of people gathered around an antique stall in front of her, and there seemed to be a few white-skinned foreigners arguing in stiff Mandarin.

Meng Xiaowei grabbed Qin Fan's hand and squeezed into the crowd, and saw three white young men surrounding a hawker, as if they were about to return the goods.

"The nest wants leg goods, and the bottle that Ni sells the nest is not an antique, it is a fake."

The white young man spoke stiff Mandarin word by word, and Qin Fan, who listened to it, had a big head for a while, and it took him a long time to figure out what he meant.

It turned out that this white young man was a foreign student who came to Yanjing to study, and he had just spent $500 at a stall to buy a pastel pheasant hibiscus jade pot spring vase that was said to have been used by Emperor Qianlong.

After taking it back, the Chinese friend of the white youth pointed out that the jade pot spring vase was not an antique at all, but a modern fake. The white young man felt that he had been deceived, so he came to the peddler theory and wanted to return it.

Naturally, the peddler refused to return the goods, and according to the customary rules of the antique business, the antique trade depends on the eyesight, and once the transaction is successful, it will not be returned.

But the trouble is that these white young people don't even know this rule in the antique business. After buying a fake antique, he came to the vendor to return it violently, and threatened to smash the stall.

"Everyone gives a review, where can I return the antiques. Don't think that if you are a foreign devil, you will be superior, and tell you that Lao Tzu will not return it to you. ”

The peddler was also stubborn and refused to return the product.

In fact, although this pastel pheasant hibiscus jade pot spring vase is a fake, the imitation technology is very superb, it can be said to be a well-made high imitation, and the price is not cheap.

It's just that this white young man recognized that the vendor was confused by the guy, and he had to return the money if he refused to leave.

"Hmph, if you don't return it, I'll smash your stall." The white youth rolled up his sleeves, revealing a hideous black wolf tattoo on his arm, and threatened unrelentingly.

The peddler was startled by the white youth's fierce appearance, and if his stall were to be smashed, the loss would be great. And these white young people don't look like good people. If you don't know it, he will be beaten up and suffer a little bit of flesh and skin.

"Forget it, I won't care about you, return the bottle to me, and leave with your money."

The peddler took out the five hundred dollars he had just arrived from his pocket and handed it out, and when he encountered these unreasonable foreign hooligans, he could only pinch his nose and admit it.

Who knew that after this white young man received five hundred dollars, he did not return the pastel pheasant hibiscus jade pot spring bottle to the vendor, and a trace of greed flashed in his brown eyes.

"Hmph, where is five hundred dollars? Haven't you heard that you have to pay us $5,000 for a fake one. ”

Hearing this, the peddler was dumbfounded, you may not be able to earn 5,000 RMB for setting up a stall for a month, where can you get 5,000 US dollars to compensate them.

"You guys are blackmailing!"

The white young man had a look of disdain on his face and said fiercely, "If you can't afford to pay five thousand dollars, this bottle will be mine." ”

Seeing the unreasonable appearance of these white young people, the onlookers were all angry. But these white youths were from a fighting nation, and if they were annoyed, they would probably be beaten.

Seeing that the onlookers did not dare to stand up, these white young people were even more unscrupulous.

At this time, Meng Xiaowei really couldn't stand it and walked up to them, and said to these white young people in fluent English, "Don't go too far, believe it or not, I will call the police to arrest you." ”

"Chinese chick, you'd better not be nosy, otherwise you'll be good-looking."

When the white young man saw that only Meng Xiaowei was a girl, he stood up, smiled and stretched out to pat Meng Xiaowei's face like congealed white jade.

However, before his groping hand touched Meng Xiaowei's face, his knee suddenly seemed to have been struck by lightning, and the whole person suddenly became short, and he knelt heavily on the ground with a thud.

"Ahh My knees! ”

The white young man didn't expect that the boy standing next to the Chinese girl would suddenly make a move, and he was kicked and injured his knee suddenly, and fell directly in front of Meng Xiaowei and Qin Fan.

Qin Fan looked at the white young man coldly, sneered and said, "I don't know where the foreign garbage jumped out of nowhere, but he dares to show off his might on the realm of our Yanjing, and he really treats himself as a green onion." ”

He had long seen that these white hooligans were trying to blackmail. It's just that they shouldn't have done anything to Meng Xiaowei and touched Qin Fan's scales.

Seeing that the young man suddenly made a move to teach the white rascal a lesson, the onlookers applauded. Some of the old men who didn't stand up just now were also a little ashamed on their faces.

"You are so stupid, Lao Tzu will kill you, do it to me!"

This white hooligan's scolding went very well, and he scolded Qin Fan, waving his fist and pounced, wanting to teach Qin Fan a lesson.

A few of them are white hooligans, and they are burly and bear-backed, and ordinary people dare not clash with them. But in front of Qin Fan, it was just a papier-mâché tiger, which broke when he poked it.

I saw Qin Fan put one palm on the white young man's arm, and then twisted it back, directly removing one of his arms.

Feeling that his arm was unconscious, and the weak deafness pulled down, the white young man was suddenly frightened to pee, and shouted with fear on his face, "Not good, this kid can do magical Chinese kung fu!" ”

However, as soon as his words fell, Qin Fan had already made a lightning move, easily knocking several of his companions to the ground.