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Shame, the faces of our heroes in Liangshan have been lost 900 years later.

Qin Xiaoming was even more unbearable, and he couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground.

I couldn't help but swear: "Of course buddy won't be so boring, what kind of essence spot is this, it is definitely from the Song Dynasty." Even if it's a thunderous oath, buddy doesn't care. ”

Qin Xiaoming had a serious expression.

However, his pretentiousness is destined to have no effect, and in today's serious lack of credit, who would be naïve to believe and swear. Fortunately, these clothes are indeed genuine Song Dynasty goods. Regardless of whether he is speckled or not, it is just a shy episode, and then it is the procedure of bargaining.

There are really not many clothes and ornaments unearthed in the Song Dynasty that are so well preserved.

Therefore, there are still quite a few collectors who have a clear desire to buy.

Qin Xiaoming really didn't know the value of these treasures. However, he can pretend.

Coldly watching everyone bid, Qin Xiaoming just shook his head.

When the old man surnamed Zhang quoted a price of 80,000 yuan, no one made a bid.

"Okay, 80,000 is 80,000." Qin Xiaoming happily announced that the transaction was successful. The QR code of both sides is scanned. Soon, Qin Xiaoming's WeChat change increased by 80,000.

With this good start, several other pieces were also sold easily, selling a total of 350,000.

It is worth mentioning that Sanniang's belly pocket was sold for a high price of 170,000.

According to the buyer, there was no such thing as a 'belly pocket' during the Song Dynasty, and it should be called a 'bandeau breast'.

Sanniang's bandeau has begun to take shape as a belly pocket, and it has great academic value for studying the changes of women's underwear in ancient China.

Although these antiquities were only sold for 430,000, they also solved Qin Xiaoming's urgent need.

Wu Song and Suo Chao were completely confused. They really didn't expect that the tattered thing they were wearing would be so valuable.

Iron Bull, this loser, hum, I can't beat you to death this time, I, Wu Er, am not a good man. Wu Song was secretly ruthless and said that he could not tolerate Li Kui's crazy IQ.

The shipment was unusually smooth, the three of them were overjoyed, walked out of the antique market quickly, and were about to call a car, when seven or eight idle men in the flow came over and surrounded the three of them.

What's going on?

"Dude, you've made a lot of money today, right?" A fat man with sunglasses blocked Qin Xiaoming's way, and said with a smile. "Aren't you going to invite a few brothers to have a cup of tea?"

This man was shirtless and had a green dragon tattooed on it, and he was not a good person at first glance.

Several other people were also dressed in the same way, all with ruthless faces, and they didn't look serious at first glance.

"How much money do I make, what's your business? We don't know each other, why should we invite you to tea. Qin Xiaoming continued to walk forward without raising his head.

"What are you running?" The fat man stretched out his arm and pushed Qin Xiaoming back. "Your kid has earned four or five hundred thousand, and how happy you are to gnaw on the big bone stick. What's the matter, you have bones to gnaw, you have to have a mouthful of soup to drink. Watching this scene early in the morning, how hard it is, can't you give up the little money of 230,000? ”

"Get out of the way! Otherwise, I'm going to call the police. Qin Xiaoming's eyes can't rub the sand. He knew that he had met a ruffian today, and if he confessed to it, this group would be even more arrogant.

"Yo ho, call the police?" The fat man smiled gloomily: "You should call the police, hurry up, don't delay time." Your kid was stealing and selling cultural relics in the market, and I Yang San found a clue and was about to take you to the police station to receive a reward. You are honest, where did these cultural relics come from? ”

"I didn't steal cultural relics, you are a bloody squirt!" Qin Xiaoming naturally would not admit the fact that he was selling cultural relics.

"Xiao Liu, this kid has a very hard mouth. He even said that there was no theft of cultural relics, and you asked him to see the evidence. The fat man beckoned. I saw a thin man with long hair holding up a PAD and pulling it a few times, and the trading screen of Qin Xiaoming's cultural relics was immediately played.

"With such a video, can you assert that I am selling cultural relics?" Qin Xiaoming took out his mobile phone, swiped it casually, and said with disdain: "My buddy changed his WeChat account to log in, and the old number record was deleted." We don't have a cash transaction, who sees me collect money? Since there is no evidence of collecting money, who can say that I have stolen and sold cultural relics? Take a look at this video, we are just a melon eater with soy sauce. Hehe, if you don't have enough IQ, don't try to slander buddy. ”

"Third brother, he scolded you for not having enough IQ! Hit this grandson! A bucktoothed man viciously pulled out a knife, looking like he was about to do it if he didn't say a word.

The knife in this person's hand was bright, Qin Xiaoming's heart was suddenly shocked, these people seemed to be gangsters who had been accumulating for years.

He had heard Lu Dayong say that those who hold knives are generally old oilers who mix with society. The knife seems to be sharp, but it is not easy to be fatal, even if it is a few slashes on the head, it looks like the blood is full of panic, in fact, it is all skin trauma, as long as the skull is not broken, generally speaking, no one can die, even if it enters the bureau, it is just a public security incident.

But whoever stabs someone with a dagger is generally not a real gangster, or a real outlaw; Or just a stunned green who doesn't understand anything. This thing, poking a hole and injuring the organs, is immediately a big event for the dead. Dead people, that's a criminal case, caught to eat free fried.

Gangsters are the most difficult, one is not handled well, it is like a cowhide plaster sticking to the body, then it is really greasy and crooked.

In normal times, Qin Xiaoming would have been a chicken a long time ago. How dare he, a migrant worker from other places, provoke these local snakes.

However, today there are two super bodyguards Wu Song and Suo Chao, who is he afraid of, so he doesn't want to endure this breath, and he fantasizes about himself as the embodiment of justice.

As the saying goes, people's stinky problems are habitual. These gangsters have been messing around Panjiayuan all year round, and they don't know how many honest people they have bullied. It is precisely because the bitter master has a weak heart and thinks that he has been seized by the other party and does not dare to call the police, so that these people have been at large, getting more and more bold, and acting more and more arrogantly.

"Dare to say that my Yang San IQ is not enough!" The fat man laughed cruelly, and slapped Qin Xiaoming in the face, "Brothers, beat me to death!" Let this kid see and see, Jin Song Yang San, whether he has an IQ or not. ”

This slap was fast and fast, Qin Xiaoming couldn't dodge, he only heard a 'snap' sound, half of his cheeks suddenly burned hot, the corners of his lips cracked, and he only felt that the roots of his teeth were loose.