The next day, after Su Changfeng took Zhang Qiang to see the little glutinous rice in the hospital, he put it at the construction site of Impression City.

Then, under the guidance of Zhang Fushan, Su Changfeng decided to go to the local antique market in the magic capital to find an antique of good quality.

According to Song Qingge, a few days will be her elder's birthday.

Because this elder has loved her very much since she was a child, and the elder likes antiques, so he asked Su Changfeng to come out to look for it.

Zhang Fushan, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, looked at Su Changfeng through the rearview mirror and said: "Mr. Su, buy antiques, you can find me, I know a few very good places here, and I will definitely not let you be dazzled." ”

According to Zhang Fushan's recommendation, the largest antique market in Hangzhou is called Fangxin Antique Park.

In this antique paradise, there are many big antique dealers.

Many antique lovers come and go in it every day.

However, the antique market is still very messy, and there are also many stalls.

"Mr. Su, don't underestimate these stalls." Zhang Fusheng pointed to an old man not far away and said: "Just this old man, that day, just by fooling, he forced a foreigner to spend 100,000 yuan to buy him a handmade product of more than ten yuan. ”

"And the bearded guy over there, who can sell several handmade products every day, is the same guy with a black heart."

At this moment, such a middle-aged man who was walking back and forth with two walnuts in his hand came up and said, "Isn't this Mr. Zhang?" How do you have time to hang out here? ”

"Yo, it turned out to be Lao Li." Zhang Fushan said: "This is Mr. Su, I came to accompany Mr. Su to choose a good thing this time." ”

Hearing this, Lao Li's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "Mr. Zhang, this is your mistake, if you want good things, come to me directly, what do you want."

Whether it's from the Qing Dynasty or the Tang Dynasty, I have it. ”

"Phew!" Zhang Fushan immediately said: "Mr. Su doesn't look down on those tattered things you have there, don't mess with me here." ”

While talking, Zhang Fushan was making color at Lao Li.

Lao Li put away his salivating look at this time, and understood that it was impossible for Zhang Fushan to come with him to kill Su Changfeng, a fat sheep.

"So be it! If you really want something good, there's a small auction in the antique market this afternoon, and everything in it is genuine.

If you are willing to spend money, you will definitely be able to return with a full load. Lao Li pondered for a moment before speaking.

Zhang Fushan squinted at Lao Li and said, "Lao Li! We both know the roots, don't try to cheat me. ”

"Joke!" Lao Li suddenly said with some dissatisfaction: "If you hadn't brought this Mr. Su here, this gentleman probably wouldn't have even been able to enter the auction."

Everyone who enters this auction has a net worth of at least 10 million. ”

Zhang Fushan said disdainfully: "10 million? 10 million, is that money? ”

Su Changfeng raised his hand slightly, stopping Zhang Fushan from continuing to blow.

Lao Li said hello and left directly.

"Mr. Su, should we go and have a look at the market auction that afternoon?" Zhang Fushan asked cautiously.

"Then go and have a look, I hope it will be rewarding then." Su Changfeng nodded slightly.

He didn't think that Zhang Fushan had the courage to join forces with outsiders to deceive him.

Besides, Su Changfeng has some understanding of antiques, and he is not exactly a layman with black eyes.

At this moment, I heard a sudden noisy noise from the opposite side.