There were a few hawkers shaking a pile of stamps in their hands and shouting loudly: "The mountains and rivers of the whole country are red, and the Chinese stamps are precious, and there are as many as you want for a dollar!" ”

"Great Qing Dynasty Dragon Stamps, Surviving Treasures-"

"80 version of the monkey ticket, red monkey pink monkey, everything-"

Listening to these shouts and looking at the shoddy fake stamps waved in the hands of the hawkers, Wang Jinghan and Zhuang Chengdong's faces darkened. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When he came to Li Yan's stall, looking at the exaggerated prices and humorous words on the broken paper, Wang Jinghan's face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

But Ye Lao has always been very calm.

Seeing Ye Lao, Wang Jinghan and the others, Li Yan grinned. "Coming?"

"Here, come and see your ticket." Ye Lao squatted down and opened the stamp book in front of him.

Wang Jinghan and Zhuang Chengdong are dressed extraordinarily, and there are four or five big men around them, and they know at a glance that they are not ordinary people.

And such a large stall of people with extraordinary backgrounds, all standing in front of a stall, is indeed a wonder in this stall market.

The mustachioed vendor sitting next to Li Yan looked at this situation and felt very funny.

"Hey, I said brother, okay, just a few broken stamps of yours, you can even fool a large group of people to come over, I said you shouldn't come to set up a stall, you should go to do pyramid schemes."

There were also a few small vendors who looked at Wang Jinghan and the two, talking in a low voice.

"These two don't look like ordinary people, their vision is not so bad, looking for stamps worth tens of millions in this kind of place? Isn't this brain water? ”

"The stamps that this newcomer is selling can't be real, right?"

"I said your brain is in the water, too? How many years have we been setting up a stall here, when have you ever seen someone selling genuine tickets here? ”

Of course, Wang Jinghan and Zhuang Chengdong also heard such discussions.

Zhuang Chengdong is better, after all, he is a child of an official family, and some city governments have no reaction on the surface.

But Wang Jinghan is a woman, and her background and status are different from ordinary people, so she can't hang up her face. She patted Ye Lao's shoulder and said, "Uncle Ye, let's stop watching, let's go." ”

Her tone was a little impatient, even a little resentful. If it weren't for Ye Lao's insistence, she would definitely not come to this kind of place, let alone let a few stalls watch jokes.

How do you know that Ye Lao actually said to Li Yan seriously: "This little gentleman has your surname?" Why don't we find another place to talk about the price? ”

When Wang Jinghan and Zhuang Chengdong heard this, they were a little dazed. Several street vendors around were also shocked.

What does this mean, is it true that everything written on the torn paper is true?

These stamps, if they are really famous, are worth hundreds of thousands or even millions!?

Li Yan finally showed a relieved smile on his face. As he packed up the booklet, he said, "Sir, you really have good eyesight. You can just call me Xiaobai. ”

Wang Jinghan hurriedly stopped Ye Lao and asked in surprise: "Uncle Ye, do you really want to buy stamps from him?" But he is a stall, can he be reliable? ”

Ye Lao was slightly unhappy in his heart. I've been an appraiser at auction for decades, and I don't dare to say that I'm the best in the world, but at least it's okay to authenticate a few stamps.

Besides, if you don't believe me, why ask me to help you?

But the unhappiness in his heart was not revealed at all.

"Niece, if you are not interested in these stamps, then I will buy them myself and collect them."

"Huh!?" Wang Jinghan and Zhuang Chengdong were very surprised when they saw him say this. Doesn't this amount to an indirect acknowledgment that these stamps are genuine?

The mustache and a few of his peers, who were still squatting on the ground and setting up a stall, all looked at each other at this time, dumbfounded.

Damn, can this be true!?

Impossible, right!?

At this moment, a few more people suddenly crowded into the crowd. Leading the way was a white-haired old man, dressed in a gray tunic and in good spirits. followed by three people, it turned out to be Wu Zaitian and Xin Yiquan.

The white-haired old man arched his hand to Ye Lao, nodded to Li Yan again, and then said, "Young man, can this stamp let me pass by?" ”

Li Yan felt a little strange in his heart, but after glancing at Ye Lao, he still opened the stamp album and gave it to the old man.

Ye Lao's face was as calm as water, and he couldn't see what he was thinking. Wang Jinghan and Zhuang Chengdong were a little uneasy. Why has this changed again, and what is going on with this white-haired old man? Want to cut off your beard?

A few minutes later, the white-haired old man returned the stamp to Li Yan and said, "What is this gentleman called?" Oh, I forgot to introduce, the contemptible Xue Congqian is a shareholder of Madian Market and the vice president of the Stamp Card Association. I'm interested in your stamps, why don't we sit down and talk? ”

"What? Xue ...... Xue Congqian!? Isn't this one of the backstage owners of the horse shop market? ”

The mustachioed vendor was stunned again. The people who set up the stalls around also made an uproar.

As a group of people who eat with their backs to the Madian market, they have been here for so many years, and they know too much about the reputation and influence of this market. The entire Madian market is like a giant beast, and the wealth that goes in and out every day is calculated in billions.

And Xue Congqian, as the vice president of the Stamp Card Association and one of the backstage bosses of the Madian Market, has a status as lofty as a god in the minds of these people. Xue Congqian was surprised enough to appear here today, not to mention that he actually had to buy stamps from a young man who set up a stall!

At this time, the mustache and the others looked at Li Yan's gaze, and they had completely changed.

Mom, this little brother, you are simply a model in our stall industry, and a legend in our industry!

not only did the business to the pair of rich handsome men and beauties, but also did the industry big name Xue Congqian, this is simply a myth, okay!

Li Yan himself was shocked. He didn't expect that even a high-powered industry celebrity like Xue Congqian would stand in front of him to buy stamps. This person obviously received news from Xin Yiquan, could it be that he came here to sabotage Lao Tzu's business?

This time he guessed wrong. Xue Congqian came in person this time, firstly, because of these stamps, but the more important reason was that he came to Wang Jinghan and Zhuang Chengdong behind Ye Lao.

Although the Madian market is not the industry of his Xue Congqian family, he is also one of the shareholders behind it after all. Zhuang Chengdong smashed the signboard of Sanqing's old post office in public, which not only damaged the reputation of the Madian market, but also did not give him face as the boss behind the scenes.

Although he has not fully understood the background behind Zhuang Chengdong, since the other party wants to buy a few stamps from Li Yan, of course, he can't easily let the other party get his wish.

Ye Lao arched his hand to Xue Congqian at this time, and said, "Mr. Xue, the contemptible Ye Xiangdong, the chief appraiser of the Southern Sotheby's Auction House. ”

When Xue Congqian heard this, there was a little more respect on his face, and the two shook hands.

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