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"Forget it, don't be angry with those guys, don't you have an afternoon left? Let's pick and choose again in the afternoon, maybe they won't be there. ”

During lunch, Candace comforted Jin Muchen and said, Jin Muchen could only smile bitterly and nodded, hoping that those guys had enough trouble in the morning and would not be so irrational in the afternoon.

However, he estimated that this was just wishful thinking, because it seemed that those Japanese pockets were very deep, and the other thing that made him most strange was how those Japanese could be so indulgent to those two guys.

I go against myself everywhere, but it's the money of the Japanese who spends, are those Japanese fools?

The place where he and Candace ate was a small restaurant near Victory Square, and the lunch here tasted pretty good, Jin Muchen didn't eat less here yesterday, but today he didn't have any appetite at all.

After a few bites, I got up and went to the bathroom.

But the moment he entered the bathroom, someone happened to come out of it, and through the crack in the door that the person pushed open, he happened to see two people standing in front of the urinal inside, and what made him feel even more coincidental was that those two guys turned out to be the two mad dogs that had been pestering him all morning.

He was so preoccupied that he really didn't notice that these two guys were actually eating here.

He didn't rush in, for he could hear Dejonny's rampant laughter standing in the doorway.

"Hahaha, cousin, didn't you see that when we snatched that piece of porcelain from that guy at the end, that northern guy's face was really funny."

"Yes! Made, a mainlander who doesn't know the height of the sky, actually dares to oppose us, and today he is going to play him to death. But, cousin, you're not wrong, that guy has a really good eye. The items we picked up were all good, and Mr. Watanabe was very satisfied with the things we bought this morning. ”

The little white face surnamed Chen replied, and that Du Johnny laughed even more at this time.

"That's good, if you believe the old watch, you must be right. Although that kid is very annoying, but in the eye of things, he does still have a hand, Made, last time I accidentally looked away, he picked up a big bargain, otherwise you would have been a millionaire by now. ”

"Really? And what's going on? ”

"Forget it, forget it, don't mention the past, anyway, cousin, remember, as long as this guy likes something, you have to go over and grab it from him......"

Du Johnny was obviously unwilling to reveal his scars in front of the little white face surnamed Chen, and Jin Muchen, who was standing at the door at this time, probably understood why this guy surnamed Chen was staring at himself all morning and going against himself.

Feelings are behind this Du Johnny, no wonder those Japanese trust these two guys so much, it seems that they have also tasted the sweetness from it, what about feelings that they should be a free guiding light?

Hum! If you want to take advantage of Lao Tzu, how can it be so easy?

Jin Muchen sneered in his heart, and he also had a plan in his heart.

Aren't you Japanese pockets deep? Let's see how deep your pockets are this time.

Jin Muchen, who came out of the bathroom, was in a new state, and Candace didn't understand what was going on, but he was also very happy to see him regain his morale.

Coming out of the hotel, the two went straight to Pasque Street, this time again to the greenhouse, after a morning of trading, many of the stalls had changed owners.

The stall owners who successfully traded in the morning all left the greenhouse with the joy of the harvest, so there will be some new stall owners who hurriedly come in.

So in the greenhouse in the afternoon, it was still crowded, so it was not lively.

Jin Muchen and Candace entered the greenhouse and began to wander around, but the corner of his eye would sweep a few glances behind him from time to time, and sure enough, Du Johnny and the little white face surnamed Chen, with a few Japanese, seemed to follow them not far behind them as if they were inadvertent.

Jin Muchen was spinning all kinds of thoughts in his mind, how to pit these guys, and suddenly a white light flashed on the things in a stall in front of him, shaking his eyes a little flowery.

Jin Muchen's heart moved, and then he walked to which stall.

The owner of this stall is a white man in his forties, with ordinary looks and an ordinary figure, but these things on his table are not very ordinary.

On the red tablecloth, the largest area is a black lacquered wooden box, black lacquer background, with gold lacquer depicting many Japanese style patterns on both sides, and the front of the box, and on the lid, there are gold lacquer portraits of Japanese singers.

However, the condition of the preservation is not particularly good, several corners of the box, there are traces of bumps, there is a long scratch on the back, the black primer has a lot of places to peel off, and those gold paint also have scratch marks.

It looks like an old Japanese-style storage box, which shouldn't be worth much, but this is in the eyes of ordinary people, and the reason why Jin Muchen was attracted to it was because the white light emitted by this wooden box was so dazzling.

He took a closer look at the box, but he didn't look too closely, because Johnny Du, his little white-faced cousin, and the Japanese had already come up.

In addition to the gold-painted chest, there are many good things on this stall, such as several blue and white porcelain plates from the Ming Dynasty that were placed on top of the box by the stall owner.

Jin Muchen only glanced at it and concluded that this was definitely not the real thing, because there was no manifestation of jewels on these plates.

But it was placed in the most conspicuous position by the owner of this stall, which shows that the owner is also a second knife and does not know much about it.

There are also a lot of relatively small porcelain ornaments on the table, but these should not be regarded as antiques, such as those small porcelain dolls with exquisite workmanship, as well as porcelain kittens and dogs, which are modern handicrafts at a glance.

The workmanship and painting are very good, and when you buy handicrafts, it should be worth it, but in the back corner of the table, there is a not very big oil painting, which attracted Jin Muchen's attention.

This oil painting, which is also the size of A4 paper, depicts a little blonde girl playing on the grass.

Jin Muchen has been making up a lot of knowledge about Western oil painting recently, but now it is still a stage of half a bucket of water, he can't see whether this painting is good or bad, but the blue light that looms on the picture from time to time tells him that this thing is definitely worth buying.

The feeling of that painting to him is similar to that of many Western families hanging in their bedrooms or kitchens, but when decorating, in order to leave the guest with a very artistic impression of the owner, it should not be worth much.

This can be seen from the dust that fell on this painting, as well as the poorly maintained frame, which shows that the original owner was not very attentive to this painting.

Jin Muchen made a small calculation in his heart, this painting and that box should be worth selling.

But thinking about Du Johnny and the little white face in the crowd behind him, he also had a calculation in his heart.

There were not many people around in front of this stall, and Jin Muchen quickly took out the state, and looked at the few pieces of porcelain placed on top of the black wooden box for a while, as if he was very interested.

even asked the owner about the origin of these plates, and the stall owner with a public face introduced him very enthusiastically.

"These plates were brought back from China by my grandfather, who was a liaison military attache in Shuangqing during World War II, and he bought them from a bankrupt Chinese rich man with a few cans......

This guy is very serious, but Jin Muchen is not interested in his story at all, who knows if he is making it up.

However, these plates, judging from the blue and white glaze on them and the fetal quality, should be imitations of the Republic of China period, and they should be regarded as high-imitation ones.

If this plate is really as the stall owner said, it was changed by his grandfather in Shuangqing back then, then his grandfather must have been slaughtered as a sheep.

However, he did not debunk it, but immediately after the auction, he wrote down the quotation for these plates on the small blackboard.

Sure enough, as soon as he made a move here, the little white face over there immediately mixed in and gave a higher price on the small blackboard.

And the Japanese behind him were still standing in the crowd with smiles on their faces, and they didn't mean to stop them.

Jin Muchen pretended to be very angry on his face, but he kept sneering in his heart, and then continued to bid with the little white face on the blackboard, and even put on a look of being determined to win.

Soon, the price of these three plates was raised from $30,000 to $50,000 by the two of them.

Jin Muchen still didn't mean to stop, and at this time, the little white face was even more energetic, and the guys from Watanabe liked Chinese porcelain very much.

Now looking at this kid's ambition and attitude, this shows that these three plates should be of good quality, and maybe even very good, so they should be bought and sent to Mr. Watanabe?

So the momentum of this little white-faced bidding was even more vigorous, and soon the bidding was raised to 90,000 US dollars, and the last bidding, the price was raised to 95,000.

In Jin Muchen's gritted teeth, the little white face smiled and completed the transaction with the stall owner and made the delivery.

The stall owner's three plates were sold for a high price of 95,000, and his face was already happy, and the little white face smiled and took the plate to find the Japanese to pay off, while Jin Muchen looked at the back of the little white face, and sneered, buddy's acting skills are not bad, right?

Wait until you suffer!

Sure enough, when the little white face handed over the plates to the Japanese, one of the Japanese looked at the plates, and his face changed suddenly!