The man was unwilling, he was glared at by Wu Song's big eyes, and when he saw the murderous and awe-inspiring light of the other party, he trembled in his heart, and immediately extinguished his heart of non-division. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the market, there are a variety of cultural relics, and there are more people selling goods than customers. Many people are standing on the side of the road, with a cloth in front of them, and some bottles and cans are placed.

Qin Xiaoming took a look and found that among the treasures sold, there were many porcelain stones and so on, and there were not many clothes or anything.

Qin Xiaoming is a complete layman of cultural relics, and he doesn't know how much these Song costumes should be sold for. I can't say that I had to take a closer look in the market, and finally saw someone selling funeral clothes.

Qin Xiaoming stepped forward and asked, and the stall owner immediately became enthusiastic, "Brother, this is the back of the Song Dynasty, with placket, narrow sleeves, collar, cuffs, and placket hem inlaid with edge ornaments. Look at this texture, it is definitely an authentic Southern Song Dynasty antiquity. One price, 100,000. ”

"One hundred thousand?" Qin Xiaoming was a little dumbfounded, how could it be only 100,000?

He once checked on the Internet, the brocade of the Qing Dynasty can be sold for 45,000 yuan, and the clothes of the Song Dynasty can not be sold for 1.8 million yuan.

"100,000 is too expensive, then 30,000 is good!" The price reduction of the stall owner is more fierce than the mudslide landslide.

The condition of this back is very well preserved, but I didn't expect it to be worth 30,000 yuan, so in this way, these pairs of broken shoes and pants are not worth much? Qin Xiaoming's mood was very messy.

Suo Chao looked at the back slightly, and sneered: "The backs worn by our Song Dynasty women are not like this at all. ”

The stall owner sneered: "The back of a woman in the Song Dynasty, why is it not like this." Big brother, you can fart, but you can't talk nonsense. Do you really think of yourself as an expert on cultural relics? This treasure, that's quite collectible. In this way, I am also in a hurry to dump the goods, you give 900, and you will lose the capital. ”

Thirty thousand plummeted to nine hundred?

There is no doubt that this is a fake.

Dude, you'd better fool the crooked nuts.

Qin Xiaoming didn't pick up the stubble, and disappeared into the crowd by himself.

"These people are young, and these eyes are really vicious." The stall owner sighed: "People nowadays are becoming more and more difficult to deceive." This business is getting harder and harder! ”

Qin Xiaoming walked around, bought a piece of cloth for ten yuan, spread it on the ground, and carefully put everything on the ground. Then he clenched his hands into fists, looking like an old god was there.

In fact, he was very worried in his heart.

He didn't know how much these things would sell for, and if he really met someone who knew the goods, he didn't know how to ask for the price.

At this moment, the sky is already bright. The number of people who came to the ghost market to Taobao also increased.

Soon, someone came to Qin Xiaoming's stall and squatted down to take a look at all kinds of things.

"I'll go, it smells like sweat on my feet." Many people were directly smoked away by two pairs of stinky shoes. "I said, even if it's fake, please buddy, can you be professional? Ancient shoes, how can they stink like this? ”

Oh, we really made a mistake, I thought that these antiques could only be sold at a good price if they were kept in their original flavor, so I didn't dare to wash them, but I didn't expect it to backfire.

Qin Xiaoming shouted in his heart. However, after all, he was the one who scolded the street at the Olympics. The psychological quality is still quite good. So he snorted coldly, his strong disdain overflowed, and he pretended to be a master, "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, don't buy flashes." ”

Not to mention, Qin Xiaoming's pretending to be forced is still somewhat effective. Some people pinched their noses and looked at the objects one by one.

For a true collector, the eyes and feel are quite perverted. As soon as I stared at my eyes and touched my hands, I had at least three or four points of certainty in my heart.

These things were supposed to be real treasures, and they quickly attracted the attention of several people.

"If you don't guess wrong, these treasures should be the costumes of the Southern Song Dynasty." An energetic old man was quite a bit of a showman: "The costumes of the Song Dynasty were mostly yarn, Luo, silk, silk, Qi, and silk, and were decorated with patterns such as plain patterns, jacquard, and dobby, and the trousers were mainly camel yellow, brown, and brown. Civilians are dressed in a much more rudimentary way......"

"Brother Zhang is right. Looking at the color and texture, these costumes should be the tomb goods of the Southern Song Dynasty. Someone next to him chimed in: "But why do these things stink so much?" A strong smell of foot sweat. Hey, I said this brother, did anyone really wear it? ”

"This is a cultural relic, who will **** wear these treasures." Someone laughed and said, "I guess it's the breath of a rotting corpse." ”

Hearing this person's words, Wu Song and Suo Chao couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

Anyone who is scolded as a **** in front of him is estimated to be in a bad mood. This is also a loss to Wu Erlang here, if Li Kui comes, it is estimated that he will split the guy in front of him in half with a board axe, and scold me in front of me The black master ****, isn't this sincere death? ”

"Hey, brother, it's been a long time, you don't squeak, make a price!" Someone showed his willingness to buy and urged Qin Xiaoming to make a price.

I'm a layman, how do I know how much this thing should sell for? Qin Xiaoming smiled incomprehensibly, "The goods are sold to know the family, brother, you can make a price, if you are really sincere, it will be okay to give it to you cheaper." ”

As he spoke, he heard someone say, "What is this?" ”

It was a thin young man who spoke and twisted up a trouser, pointed to a yellow lump on it, and took out a magnifying glass to look closely, showing a strange mark.

The man rubbed his fingers against the yellow patch as he observed, and finally leaned closer to his nose and took a deep breath. Suddenly showed a disgusting expression, snorted twice, and scolded loudly: "Sperm spots!" I'm, it's a sperm spot! ”

"What?" The crowd was in an uproar: "Since there are sperm spots, could it be that these pants were pulled from the tomb owner?" And not a funerary object? ”

The old man analyzed: "The clothes are in tatters. Obviously, the owner of the tomb must have been a commoner during his lifetime. Otherwise, when you are buried, you won't be dressed in such tatters. Hehe, this tomb owner is also a wonderful person.,Obviously,He was also a masturbation master when he was alive.。 ”

The thin young man said indignantly: "Everyone, don't bother with blind analysis. This essence spot, your horse still has a fishy smell. Apparently not left by the tomb owner. I don't know which immoral ghost actually used such a precious antique to masturbate the plane. Hey, buddy, I mean, you didn't do this, did you? The young man pointed at Qin Xiaoming with a look of disdain.