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The Brimfield Antiques Show is a large-scale professional antique fair in New England, known as one of the top 10 antique flea markets in the world, and is on display three times a year from May, July and late August to early September, each time for a total of six days.

The exhibition is held in Brimfield, a small city in Massachusetts, a four- or five-hour drive from New York.

Although the Italians had promised not to come to Jin Muchen's trouble again, Uncle Fang was still worried that the other party would have follow-up measures, so he still asked Jin Muchen and Candace to go out for a while to avoid the limelight, after all, Jin Muchen killed the other two people that day.

In terms of the revenge psychology of those guys, even if their boss has promised not to retaliate again, there is no guarantee that some of his subordinates will accuse him of revenge and come to retaliate in private.

What's more, now Jin Muchen is no longer the penniless rookie he was at the beginning, now he is a millionaire worth millions, now he is porcelain, and people are rotten tiles, so there is really no need to stay here and risk his life.

After a night of lobbying by Uncle Fang, Jin Muchen finally agreed, and set off with Candace early the next morning and went straight to Nabrimfield City.

One is to avoid the limelight, but also to increase some knowledge, after all, as an antique dealer, how can you miss such a grand antique fair in New England?

However, after the departure, the weather was not beautiful, and it began to rain when I left New York City. And the more you go, the heavier the rain becomes. It was supposed to be a four- or five-hour drive. It took seven or eight hours of driving to get to the outskirts of Brimfield.

But walking here, there is bad news, because today's heavy rain has washed away the roadbed in front of the city, so the highway is closed, and all passing vehicles and passengers will either have to take a detour. Or you'll have to find a temporary place to stay for the night, and wait until tomorrow when the weather clears up, and you'll see what happens.

The location of the Brimfield Antiques Office is in an open field on the eastern outskirts of Brimfield, and now Jin Muchen and Candace are trapped in the western suburbs of the city, and the two can't enter the city tonight, but they don't have to make a detour.

"Why don't you find a place in front of you for one night first, and forget about it tomorrow."

After a day of driving, Jin Muchen was already very tired, so he said to Candace, and Candace did not object.

It's a pity that the road is heavy and rainy. In addition, this Brimfield is a small town, and the motels on the outskirts of the city are basically full. There was no way, and the two of them could only find a way to see if they could find someone to spend the night on the side of the road.

Massachusetts is an old economic powerhouse in the northeastern New England region of the United States, so the people here are relatively simple, and it is not difficult to find a family to stay overnight.

Jin Muchen and Candace drove around the western suburbs of the town, and finally drove the car into a farm, which looked like a family with a very good economic situation, because their house was very magnificently built, with a bit of the momentum of a European castle, and even the walls were built with stones.

It's very different from other farmers' wooden houses, and it's not cheap to build a house like this in the United States.

When they knocked on the door and explained their intentions to the head of the household, especially the old couple in their fifties, after seeing Candace's sweet face clearly and Jin Muchen being Asian, they relaxed their nerves.

After all, a beautiful little girl like Candace doesn't look like a bad person at all, and her boyfriend is an Asian, especially if he looks more like an East Asian, and such a person is known for abiding by the law in the United States.

So the head of the household readily agreed to their request, even refusing their willingness to pay.

From the car to the room, just a few steps away, the two of them were already drenched in the pouring rain, the old white lady in her fifties who looked very kind, and brought them two blankets, and then let them to the fireplace in the large living room.

Although it is August, the latitude here is relatively high, and it is close to the Atlantic Ocean and the Great Lakes, so the temperature is already quite low, not to mention that today's heavy rain has dropped the temperature here to a new low, only about -156 degrees.

The head of the household is an elderly couple in their fifties, who are more afraid of the cold, so the fireplace has been raised in the house, wrapped in blankets, sitting in front of the fireplace, drinking the hot soup brought to them by Mr. and Mrs. Lewis.

"Are you going back to school?"

Gary, the old man in the head of the household, asked the two of them, Massachusetts is a well-known education powerhouse in the United States, and the world-famous Harvard University and Massachusetts Institute of Technology are all here.

And Candace and Jin Muchen are not very old, and they look more like college students, so Gary can't help but ask.

He and his wife Lawrence have been living together on this farm for decades, and when their children grow up, they have also gone to work in the big city, so it is inevitable that they will feel lonely and lonely on weekdays.

"Uh...... No...... We came to visit the Brimfield Antiques Fair. ”

Jin Muchen replied, as soon as he said this, the old man was happy, he had lived here for decades, so of course he knew quite well about that antique exhibition.

Then he began to explain his understanding of the antique exhibition to Jin Muchen one by one, Jin Muchen and Candace also listened to it with relish, after all, the old man is a local, and he must know much more information than the two of them who are newcomers, listening to his words can make them take a lot less detours.

"By the way, are you an antique dealer?"

The old woman suddenly asked Jin Muchen where he was, and Jin Muchen nodded.

"That's great, that's the case, we are two grades old, after a while, we plan to sell the farm, and then go to the city to live, our family used to have a lot of antiques, but one after another sold a lot, there are still some that have not been sold, can you take a look, if there is a suitable one, you can make a price......"

Mrs. Lawrence spoke of the situation in their home, and it turned out to be Gary. Lewis's father was an Englishman, and during World War II, he was an intelligence liaison officer in China, so he also collected a lot of good things in China during that time.

Later, after the end of World War II, he immigrated to the United States with his family, and has lived in the small town of Brimfield ever since.

After the rise of the Brimfield Antique Fair, Gary also took the things left by his father to the antique exhibition and sold them several times, which can be regarded as a toss of the family's wealth.

Now there are still a few things left, but this year the husband and wife are both old, and they don't plan to go to the antique exhibition anymore to join in the fun.

Of course, Jin Muchen did not refuse when he heard this, and then the old couple led the way, passed through the side door, and directly entered a storage warehouse next to their house.

The warehouse actually doubles as a stable, with a few ponies in it, the floor is full of hay, there are also several bundles of hay inside, and the walls are covered with all kinds of farm-specific tools.

The things Lawrence said were all placed on a simple wooden shelf at the back of the warehouse, Jin Muchen walked over and took a few brief looks, there was nothing that interested him.

They are all some shoddy imitation porcelain in the early days of the Republic of China, these things may be the tuition fees paid by Gary's father back then, and the original excitement of looking at these things has gradually died out.

Come to think of it, the things that my father brought back from China have been going on for decades, and even if they are sold slowly over the years, they are almost sold at this time, and now there are still any good things left.

He told Mr. and Mrs. Lewis about the actual situation of those things, and the old couple was also very open-minded, and after knowing that those things were fake, they didn't say anything about beating their chests, just smiled and said a few sorry, troublesome, and then took Jin Muchen and Candace back to the room, but the moment he entered the door, Jin Muchen suddenly saw a black shiny wood next to the morning stable, which was shining with a leisurely light, and he walked over with a move in his heart.

"Gary, what is this?"

"Oh! That's it! That's what I've been using for decades, and every morning I get up and ride out for a walk, and when I come back, I tie them up and give them a bath......"

Gary replied lightly, and when Jin Muchen heard him say this, he only felt that his eyes were suddenly dark, Nima, you are too extravagant, right, actually using red sandalwood as a horse stake?

"You see this thing is really good, this wood is very strong, very strong, and there is a hole in the middle, and every day when I come back from riding, I pour some water into this hole, and let the horses drink, and then I wash and brush them......"

Listening to Gary's introduction, Jin Muchen almost fainted, this is a high-grade red sandalwood pen holder!

You actually used him as a trough for drinking horses and a stake for tethering horses, you are so talented, old man!

"Gary, I'm interested in this thing, can you make a bid?"

Jin Muchen was also very straightforward, and the old man was also stunned when he heard him say this.

"What? Kim, is this an antique? ”

"Yes, this should be a pen holder from the Qing Dynasty, but because you use him to tie the horse all year round, the outside of this cylinder is already very worn, which makes its price greatly discounted!" (To be continued......)