Chapter 37 Pan Jiayuan

Located in the southeast third ring road of the region, Panjiayuan thrift market is a very famous local market, and is said to be ranked among the top 10 thrift markets in the country.

On the weekend, Panjiayuan was even more crowded, and Luo Song took Wang Xi's hand and walked in the stall street of Panjiayuan thrift market.

Wang Xi asked Luo Song, "Do you know antiques?" I want to buy a real antique and give it to my grandfather, and if you can buy me a real antique, I'll tell you the good news right away, how about it? ”

Luo Song smirked, and then said to Wang Xi, "No problem, but I don't understand it very well, but it doesn't matter, I've heard others say that if you want to buy the real thing, you have to buy it here." ”

Luo Song pulled Wang Xi, and then said, "Follow me, I'll take you around, don't get lost, follow me." ”

Wang Xi obediently followed Luo Song, Luo Song, before he walked in front of a stall, he released his spiritual power and carefully checked the things in the stall. If no abnormality is found, a new booth will be resolutely changed and the investigation will continue.

Luo Song: What is this doing? Wang Xi's heart was very puzzled, because Luo Song didn't look like he was picking things at all, but like a person who was dealing with errands.

However, Wang Xi didn't say it, because she believed that Luo Song would definitely not deal with her errand.

Luo Song has been scanning the various goods on this stall with his mental power. Because, if Wang Xi had called Luo Song to look for antiques two days ago, then Luo Song would have been dumbfounded, but now Luo Song is not afraid, because Luo Song has discovered the secret of antiques.

Through the past few days of strengthening his body with mental power, Luo Song has to run outside every day to train, but unconsciously, Luo Song used his mental power to scan the surroundings, and suddenly, Luo Song found a building with a trace of yellow.

So, out of curiosity about this yellow, Luo Song walked over and studied it carefully, and finally, Luo Song found that there was nothing strange except for the long history of the buildings here.

So, Luo Song suddenly thought, is there something that has a long history, will it have some characteristics?

Luo Song ran to many places overnight, because there are many ancient buildings in the area, which gave Luo Song some opportunities to learn, so when Luo Song did not find a strange color in a place, he would seriously explore, and the result, without exception, were all ancient buildings, or ancient buildings renovated. Among the materials contained in it, there are a large number of ancient materials.

Therefore, today Luo Song is full of confidence in Panjiayuan, constantly looking for things with special colors, because only spiritual power can be seen, so Luo Song is looking for every stall.

Luo Song finally stopped in front of a stall, Luo Song squatted down, picked up an inkstone, looked carefully, Wang Xi also accompanied Luo Song to squat down.

Luo Song looked at it over and over for a long time, and then asked the stall owner, how to sell this inkstone?

The stall owner said to Luo Song, "Friend, good vision, I have such a genuine product here, I haven't seen it at a glance, I don't have to say, I'll give you a cheap price, and I should make you a friend, three thousand." What do you think?

Luo Song looked at the stall owner with an embarrassed face, and then said something that made the stall owner depressed: "This is the real thing?" I don't understand this, I originally wanted to buy one like a little charge, but I didn't expect to buy one casually, it's a real thing. ”

When Wang Xi heard this, he immediately said to Luo Song, "Luo Song, buy it, let's ask for a genuine product, what's wrong?" ”

Luo Song pulled Wang Xi, and then said to Wang Xi, "My dear, I just want to fill the façade, there is no need to buy a real thing." ”

Wang Xi was blinded by Luo Song's "dear", and said to Luo Song at a loss, "Okay, you can do whatever you want, I'll listen to you." ”

Luo Song smiled at Wang Xi with satisfaction, and then picked up an inkstone casually and said to the stall owner, "Big brother, this is not the real thing, I want this." ”

When the stall owner saw it, he felt that the young couple were shopping in the market together and buying something to fill the façade, so he said, "This one, although it is not genuine, but it is also a superb imitation, in this way, you give me three hundred and take it." ”

Luo Song frowned, and then said, "Big brother, you're not right, I'll buy one at random, it's either genuine or the best imitation, two hundred, I'll take it if I sell it, forget it if I don't sell it, I don't care anyway." ”

The stall owner looked at the inkstone in Luo Song's hand, so he said, "Forget it, two hundred will be two hundred, take it." ”

Luo Song handed over the money with one hand and the goods with the other, and then left the stall.

Wang Xi, who was behind him, was pulled by Luo Song and followed Luo Song out in a daze.

Just as he was about to walk out of the stall street, Luo Song suddenly turned his head and looked at the stall of a small trinket on the side. Then he pulled Wang Xi and walked over.

Luo Song picked up a cigarette holder on the stall, looked at it, and said to the stall owner, "How much is this?" ”

The stall owner looked at the cigarette holder and said, "Give me a hundred, take it." ”

Luo Song didn't say a word, took out a hundred yuan, handed it to the stall owner, then took out a cigarette, inserted it on the cigarette holder, lit the fire, and then said to Wang Xi, "How is it, is it good-looking?" ”

Wang Xi said absentmindedly: "It's good-looking." So the two walked out of the stall street.

At the door of the stall street, several retail households carrying flat shoulders also set up stalls on the side of the road, and Luo Song walked over.

In front of a middle-aged woman's stall, there were several black porcelain bowls, and Luo Song pointed to these bowls and said, "How much?" ”

The middle-aged woman glanced at Luo Song, and then said, "There are only a few bowls left, if you want it, there will be one hundred." ”

Luo Song reached out and picked up one of the black bowls, then handed the middle-aged woman a hundred, turned around and left.

Wang Xi followed Luo Song in a daze, thinking about the "dear" that Luo Song called himself

Wang Xi suddenly found that Luo Song had already left the stall street, so he asked, "Ah, gone?" I haven't bought anything yet. ”

Luo Song turned his head, looked at Wang Xi, and then asked, "What's wrong with you?" Even though it's all gone, you still say you didn't buy it? ”

Wang Xi looked up at Luo Song and asked, "Didn't you just buy a fake inkstone?" Why did you buy it out? ”

Luo Song smiled, "Fake? I bought the real thing. Although the age is hard to say, but it is definitely genuine, let's go, find a place to buy a package. ”

Wang Xi said, "Well, okay, I know where to buy the packaging, come with me, by the way, Luo Song, is it really genuine?" ”

Luo Song gently scratched Wang Xi's little nose, and then said, "Of course, you don't believe me?" ”

Wang Xi smiled slightly, and then said, "I believe you, but I really admire you for buying a genuine product so quickly." ”

Luo Song reached out and touched Wang Xi's head, and then said, "Don't have a fever, what's wrong with you today?" A? I bought three of them? ”

Wang Xi grew his mouth, and then said to Luo Song, "Three? Impossible, right? ”

Luo Song smiled slightly, and then said to Wang Xi, "Let's go, baby, take you to buy the packaging, by the way, see if it is three genuine products." ”

Wang Xi's little face flushed, "You are always teasing people, don't shout, baby, listen to the panic of the flesh." Come with me, I know people and can identify them. ”