Chapter 167: Fang Ming's Bad Intentions

Fang Ming really didn't think of a way, so he simply didn't think about it, no matter how much he thought about what he couldn't think of, it would be fruitless!

He went back to sleep first, and when he was refreshed, he got up and had a bite to eat, and then went back to the little antique street.

The small antique street is still lively, even more lively than yesterday, when Fang Ming arrived, it was just evening, the sun had just set, the small antique street was not as hot as during the day, and because of the end of work, there were young men and women working in the office - white-collar workers appeared on the small street.

What surprised Fang Ming even more was that he also saw a lot of foreigners.

"Looks like this momentum is rising!"

Fang Ming looked at these situations, and was quite happy in his heart, an industry is generally prosperous, and all operators will benefit, this time Sikong Zhe was able to toss the treasure appraisal conference with such a big momentum, it is definitely for everyone in the entire industry.

Fang Ming did not return to Gu Xuan Zhai, but walked slowly, stopping in front of a stall from time to time, picking up the objects on it to take a look, and then standing up and going to the next stall. After yesterday's madness, he was more able to enjoy this leisurely time at this time.

"This ...... No way? ”

Fang Ming soon felt that no matter where he went, there would be people staring at him, and the strange thing was that these eyes were all from [一^本^read^ novel][.[ yb][du].] Various stall owners. He immediately remembered what Qian Fang had told him in the morning—his fame had spread among all the stall owners, and it would be very difficult for him to pick up any more leaks. Although he thought it was indeed possible, he didn't expect it to be so "serious"!

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, is that what they are talking about?

Fang Ming shook his head secretly in his heart, and suddenly his heart moved, and then stopped in front of a stall, first pretending to pick up an object and look at it for a long time, and then said, "Boss, how much is this object?" ”

"This thing is not for sale, it already has an owner."

Fang Ming was stunned for a moment and said, "Huh? Do you still put it out when you have a master? ”

"Heh, I'm sorry, I forgot to take it back, I'll take it back now."

As he spoke, the stall owner "snatched" the things in Fang Ming's hand back and stuffed them into a leather bag he carried with him.

"Okay......"

Fang Ming didn't give up, and tried a few more stalls, and the results were all the same: as soon as he arrived at the stall, he was stared at by the stall owner, and when he asked how much a certain antique was, the stall owner would immediately say that he would not sell it, and put the antique away when he turned around - the most exaggerated one was that he had just picked up an antique and said that the stall owner was not for sale!

"Looks like I'm really notorious!"

Leaving the stall, Fang Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that he was actually on the blacklist, and there was no place to reason!

"Forget it, let's go back to the store."

Fang Ming turned around and just wanted to walk towards Gu Xuan Zhai, when he suddenly saw two acquaintances: Tom and Finn, who had met at Shen Gang's black market auction before, of course, in the end, it was not very pleasant, first they wanted to ask themselves to be consultants, but they refused, and then because of a bet with Zhou Jun, they missed a Song Jun kiln begonia saffron bowl - this thing is still placed in Gu Xuan Zhai as the treasure of the town store, and Sikong Zhe also won 10 million from Tom because of this matter!

"These two people have also come to pick up the leaks, hmph, they must not be allowed to have a good time."

Fang Ming's mind moved, and he walked towards them.

"Hey, Tom and Mr. Finn, hello."

As soon as Fang Ming walked in front of them, he immediately greeted them warmly.

Tom saw Fang Ming, he was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to meet here, just as the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, at this time Fang Ming greeted with a smile on his face, although he was so angry that he wanted to kill Fang Ming, he could only smile far-fetched, and said, "Heh, Mr. Fang, hello." ”

"Okay, okay, everyone's good is really good, you guys also come to pick up the leaks, according to your eyesight, there is no problem, that's a pick-up." I have a little thing, let's go first, you guys take your time. ”

After Fang Ming said this, he turned around and left without waiting for Tom and Finn to speak.

"This ......"

Tom was visibly dumbfounded, unable to understand what Fang Ming meant by suddenly coming over to say hello and then leaving again immediately.

"Tom, what the hell is this man trying to do?"

Fein's brows furrowed, that day at Shen Gang's auction he knew that this person named Fang Ming was not easy to deal with at all, so if he left again as soon as he appeared, there must be a conspiracy.

Shaking his head, Tom said, "I don't know, forget it, regardless of him, let's see if there are any good things, there seems to be some good things to be found in these stalls." ”

After looking at several stalls before, Tom found that some of the items were really good, but the value was not too high, not enough for him to be impressed, so he didn't buy them. But from this, it can also be seen that on the whole, the things here have a certain level, as long as you look carefully, maybe you can pick up a big leak, thinking of this, he suddenly became excited.

The most fascinating thing about playing antiques is picking up leaks!

"Boss, how do you sell this lotus leaf bowl?"

After looking at a few more stalls, Tom really found an object that he was interested in, which was a celadon twig Dutch leaf bowl, which he thought should be an old thing before the Song Dynasty, and it was a good thing.

"This thing is not for sale, it already has an owner."

Tom was stunned and said, "Huh? Do you still put it out when you have a master? ”

"Heh, I'm sorry, I forgot to take it back, I'll take it back now." ”

If Fang Ming was present at this time, he would definitely laugh out loud, because something like this had just happened to him, and more than once!

Tom was depressed, but he could only watch the bowl staggered past him!

"Let's go to the next stall, I think you're letting the other party see that something is wrong."

Finn pulled Tom away, he knew that Tom was also hot-tempered, and if he stayed any longer, it might cause a conflict - the thing was the other party's, and he didn't want to sell it, so what could he say?

However, what makes them extremely depressed is that no matter where they go or where they go, as long as they pick up the antique and ask for the price, the antique will "automatically" have an owner, or it will only be displayed for viewing and not sold.

"Humph! What's going on? ”

Tom kicked a nearby garbage can, but it hurt so much that his own face was deformed. He had just looked at seven or eight stalls in a row, but none of them could be bought—the stall owners didn't want to sell them at all!

He has traveled north and south for many years, what has not happened? But this is the first time he has encountered such a thing, and even if there is an antique, he has already opened the price to the same as the actual price, and the stall owner is not willing to sell it! This is a little too wicked!

"Could this matter have something to do with that Fang Ming?"

Fein remembered what Fang Ming had greeted before, and if there was anything wrong, it could only be on this.

Tom didn't think of this possibility, but it didn't make sense: "The people on such antique stalls come from all over the world, to put it bluntly, let's not say it's Fang Ming, even Sikong Zhe can't make them obedient, so it's impossible for Fang Ming to let them not sell us things." ”

"That's true, but why is that? Why are these people reluctant to give us antiques? ”

Tom was not wrong at all, Fang Ming didn't have the ability to make the people here listen to him, but it was precisely because of him who caused this situation! He had swept too much of the goods here before, and he had been blacklisted by the stall owner, which is why he couldn't buy antiques here at all. After Fang Ming determined this situation, he deliberately greeted Tom and Finn, so that in the eyes of those stall owners, they would think that the three of them were good friends, and naturally they would feel that Tom and Finn were the manpower arranged by Fang Ming, and the purpose was also to pick up the leaks, so Tom and Finn "automatically" received different treatment from Fang Ming: no matter what antiques they picked up or how much money they were willing to pay, they were unwilling to sell! Because in the eyes of these stall owners, every antique that Tom looks at may be a leak, and the most fearful thing for people who play collecting is that they have a treasure mountain and don't know it, so they often prefer not to sell it after realizing that something is wrong!

Fang Ming understood this kind of psychology, so he specially greeted Tom and Finn just now, and yin them, typical "bad eyes".

For his behavior, Fang Ming didn't feel guilty at all, he had long known from Wu Ze that these two people were not good birds, simply put, they were specially taken out of the country by looking for antiques, since Fang Ming had met such a person, he would never let him buy things from the small antique street so easily.

Of course, his goal was achieved, and Tom and Finn couldn't buy a single thing in Little Antique Street now!

After Fang Ming left Tom and Finn, he walked quickly towards Gu Xuan Zhai, and as soon as he reached the door, he saw someone coming out with a box, and he knew at a glance that it had become another business.

"Brother Fang Ming!"

As soon as she entered, Jiang Wen walked over, and her face was full of excitement.

"How? Business, okay? ”

"Hmm!"

Jiang Wen nodded heavily and said, "Okay, it's really good!" Eighteen antiques were sold today, all of which you picked up earlier. ”

"Isn't it? There are so many rich people now? ”

Fang Ming was a little dumbfounded, even if it was taking advantage of the east wind of this treasure appreciation conference, it was a little too exaggerated. Eighteen pieces, that's a turnover of millions!

At this time, Zhou Yafang also walked out, smiled and said to Fang Ming: "I can't think of it either." ”

"Ten years without a market, ten years of food", is the most appropriate sentence to describe the antique store, which means that the way the antique store does business is that there may not be a single business for a year and a half, but once it is done, the profit is extremely high.

A few years ago, Zhou Yafang's business was also what happened when she opened a store on the small antique street, but now the situation has completely subverted her opinion, selling antiques is like selling handicrafts!