The stall was very lively.

Qi Xiang walked over, and someone happened to come out of it, and a gap naturally appeared in the crowd that could not be drained. He hurriedly seized the opportunity and squeezed in the cat's waist.

When he got to the inside of the stall, Qi Xiang also saw it clearly, the stall was about four or five meters long and more than one meter wide. Miscellaneous things are displayed in a messy manner, and there is no pattern at all.

There are a lot of things, and there are more interested people.

Qi Xiang looked at it for a moment, and he was sure that this should be the Flying Tigers, not the guerrillas or the Flying Locusts.

It should be noted that the so-called Flying Tigers, Guerrillas, and Flying Locusts are proper nouns in the antique circle, and they are generally used to refer to a certain group.

After all, collectors, antique lovers, and cultural relics dealers are also divided into three, six, nine and so on.

The first class of people, who opened the storefront and acted as the boss. This kind of antique seller is indeed not open for three years, and it has been open for three years, and it is a large transaction of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or millions.

The second class of people has no funds in their hands and cannot afford to open a storefront, but they have eyesight and understand the market, and they like to pick up leaks at a low price in shoveling land, and then sell it to those who open antique shops to make some difference.

As for the third class of people, they usually have little culture and don't know anything about antiques, so they can only walk the streets and alleys, collect some old goods from the common people at low prices, and resell them to the first two kinds of people to make a little money.

For example, the guerrillas, who are the third class of people, shovel land in the countryside to collect goods, and then go into the city to attack.

The guerrillas are also the bright spot in the antique market, and they go from village to house, which is very hard. Collect some old things from the countryside, save a lot of things, and come to the city early in the morning to buy and sell.

However, they seldom set up stalls directly, preferring to sell things in antique shops, because the owners of antique shops can afford to pay and know things. Only when the antique shop owner sifs through the rest of the goods will they take it to the market and sell it.

In fact, the guerrillas worked very hard, and sometimes they ran in the countryside for a month or two, and they might not be able to shovel a good thing. What's more, the countryside is not pure now, and there are often black-hearted antique dealers who cooperate with the villagers to bury mines and trap people.

There are a lot of landmines, and they are so secretive that they are difficult to guard against. If you accidentally step on it, you will definitely lose a lot.

Usually the guerrillas have some real guys in their hands, basically old goods are the main ones, and the old goods are supplemented. Therefore, people who visit the antique market prefer to come into contact with them, hoping to find a few good things from them.

If the guerrillas are loved, then the locusts are disgusting.

The so-called locust squads are actually mobile fake stalls, which are equivalent to the monopoly of fake goods, which flow everywhere. They are like locusts, they put garbage on the ground, and they can fool one and count one.

Be cautious when dealing with these people, usually their level of fooling people is very high, and they are extremely experienced in the rivers and lakes, and some people are fooling people's level, and even reach the realm of supernatural beauty, and even experts are lame.

Their business philosophy is to sell fakes, put some real goods; The real thing is not worried about selling, and the fake is sold by deception. Therefore, even if they have a real thing in their hands, it will be very expensive, and do not expect to be able to pick up the leak in their hands.

The counterpart to the Flying Locusts is the Flying Tigers. Flying locusts and flying tigers, the difference between one word and the essence is very different.

It is also a mobile stall, and the locust team is filled with fakes, deceived and abducted, and is unpopular. But for the Flying Tigers, players are very welcome, and they wish to meet the Flying Tigers every day.

Because the Flying Tigers have most of the good things in their hands. Due to the different regions, some things cannot be sold at a price in their local area, so they can sell more money if they move to another place.

So wherever there is a large-scale antique exchange, they will run to it in groups.

Qi Xiang once saw a hawker pull a whole four baskets of pastel plates from the Republic of China to sell on the stall, the price was so cheap, he was shocked, and then he didn't hesitate to grab it......

Of course, since the Flying Tigers are mobile, it is lucky that such a good thing can happen once a year. Moreover, some of the locust teams are very treacherous and often pretend to be the Flying Tigers to deceive people.

If players don't have the eyesight to identify the difference between the two, I'm afraid it's easy to be cheated.

The reason why Qi Xiang was sure that this stall was the Flying Tigers was not because of how clever his eyesight was, but because he saw a person next to the stall......

The man was about sixty or seventy years old, with a gray beard, a somewhat thin figure, and a simple robe, looking like an ordinary old man, not very inconspicuous.

But when he saw this person, a smile escaped from the corner of Qi Xiang's mouth, and he hurriedly squatted over and called in a low voice: "Master Wei!" ”

"Huh?" Wei Ye turned his head, his eyes were a little confused: "Are you?" ”

"I'm Xiao Qi." Qi Xiang hurriedly said: "More than a month ago, I followed Brother Jiang and went to Boguya to play and grab something. At that time, thanks to your care Master Wei, I made a 20% discount......"

"Oh, I remembered......" Wei Ye nodded, not knowing whether he really remembered it or pretended to remember. Anyway, he also showed a little smile on his face, and said softly: "Xiao Qi, there are a lot of good things in the stall, you play with yours, don't worry about me." ”

Hear these words in reverse......

Qi Xiang understood in seconds, and immediately smiled: "Master Wei, you are busy, I'll take a look." ”

Wei Ye's expression was satisfied, and after thinking about it, he quietly pointed his finger and whispered: "Xiao Qi, I estimate that the box is good, you can take a look." ”

When Qi Xiang heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you Master Wei for your advice." ”

Wei Ye smiled and buried himself in fiddling with the things in his hands.

Qi Xiang was also interested, and immediately let go of the way for a few steps, and then reached out and grabbed the box and watched.

Wei Ye's words, he couldn't help but believe it.

Because Wei Ye is an eagle, an eagle flying in the sky, and he is just a small worm at best. When the little insect sees the eagle, he can only look up and revere it, and has no qualifications to question it.

It should be noted that the eagle and the worm, which is the level set by the folk antique collectors themselves.

Eagle, wolf, bug, bear, sheep, shrimp, six levels, basically covering the entire group of collector players.

Eagles, just like Wei Ye, are generally cultural relics experts, senior players, senior antique shop owners, etc., which can be called the nightmare of stall owners. Their eyesight is outstanding, they must be strong and powerful, they must be level, and all the objects are in their eyes.

When they go to the stalls, they generally don't make a move, and once they do, they will pick up the leak.

Anyway, Qi Xiang knew the identity of Wei Ye, who was the owner of a large antique shop in Confucius Temple, and it was said that he was also a researcher at the Palace Museum and a national-level cultural relics expert.

At such a level, for ordinary players, it must be a god-like existence. Therefore, people of their level are called eagles, which means to be high up and look down on all beings......

Under the eagle is the wolf.

If the eagle is high above the mortal world, then the wolf is a carnivorous animal, and belongs to the people who are most disgusted by the stall owners.

The so-called wolf generally refers to collectors and antique shop owners who have experience and good eyesight. They are experienced, have a high level, have strong purchasing power, and have good psychological quality, and are generally not deceived.

Usually these people don't pay attention to the stalls full of fakes, and can quickly spot good things in the chaos of stalls. They are familiar with the characteristics of all kinds of fake imitations and are able to automatically filter out unwanted things.

Once they identify a treasure, they will pounce like a wolf and bite it hard. The wolf travels thousands of miles, but it is to eat meat, and it is swallowed even by the belt and bones, and it will definitely not leave any residue for others.

It is better to meet the eagle than to hit the wolf.

This is a summary of the experience of the stall owners, because the eagle's vision is high, and it is not a good thing that they don't shoot. But the old wolf doesn't care so much, as long as it is a leak, they will inevitably start and leave no room for it.

The people who set up the stalls are most afraid of the eagle and the wolf, and the rest is generally not enough to fear.

Qi Xiang is also very self-aware, and knows very well that in the eyes of those stall owners, he should be just a small insect, and his appreciation ability is at the entry level, and he knows little about all kinds of antiques.

He is easy to be blinded and will be blinded by high-end imitations, but sometimes his character explodes, and he can also pick up small leaks.

Speaking of which, this is also a long stage that every collector must go through. It is normal to learn to walk after eating a trench, playing more, widening your horizons, and falling a lot.

Qi Xiang is confident that as long as it accumulates enough, the insect will also be able to transform into a butterfly and shine.

After all, compared to bears, sheep, and shrimp, insects are not miserable.

The bear, which sounds very powerful, is actually an allusion to the blind bear.

This is the largest group in the antique market and the favorite of the stall owners. Generally, such players lack the most basic knowledge of cultural relics and culture, and basically do not have the ability to identify.

Love to listen to stories, have fantasies, greedy for cheap is their common characteristics, whether it is right or wrong, buy if you like. Walking around the stall all day long, taking a small magnifying glass to take a photo, pretending to be very good.

I will be curious when I see things I have never seen, and I will not learn about related cultural relics and artworks. The so-called experience is all scattered hearsay, and there is no reference at all.

When this kind of person encounters something he likes, he first looks not at what is wrong, but at what is right, and then tries to convince himself that it is a good thing.

Even if you repeatedly buy fakes, you are still complacent, you like to play and show off, but you never pursue deep knowledge and culture. There are a lot of fakes at home, and they are still hiding in the bed and secretly happy.

What's even funnier is that you can't accuse them of buying the wrong thing, they'll turn their backs.

It is these people who feed more than 90 percent of the stall owners in the antique market, and they are naturally the most popular among the stall owners.

The sheep worse than the bear is the sheep, also called the big fat sheep. It refers to a rich boss who doesn't understand anything, but is relatively rich and loves to be vassal.

is not kind to say, Jiang Million is also this kind of person......

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