"Really? However, I have collected it, and I guess it would be good if it was not discounted. ”

Zhang Yi laughed to himself.

Expert Peng also smiled, he said.

"Xiao Yi, it's not my compliment, you really have the potential to become a big collector."

"Great collector?"

Zhang Yi was puzzled and fell into deep thought.

Previously, Zhang Yi had never thought about this question.

At this time, when Expert Peng mentioned it, Zhang Yi thought about it.

Perhaps, not impossible.

"There are many collectors in this world, but there are only a handful of really big collectors. These characters are all grandmaster-level characters in the collection circle. ”

"You can't do it if you have money in your hands!"

Expert Peng said.

"That'...... Who are the big collectors in China? ”

Zhang Yi asked.

"It's hard to say, and some of them are hidden. As far as I know, the owner of Bihu Mountain Villa is one. In Beicheng, there is a Mr. Ma, who is also one, and I don't know much about the others. ”

Expert Peng replied.

Afterwards.

The two chatted for a while.

Zhang Yi cleaned up, got the painting right, and went to Expert Peng.

This trip.

Zhang Yi observed.

He noticed that there were people following him all the time.

At Expert Peng's place, after chatting for a while, Expert Peng cooked plum wine, and Zhang Yi took two sips. When I left, I had no choice but to call a substitute driver.

Return to Mingshan Residence.

Zhang Yi's next plan has already come.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Uncle Chen's number.

"Uncle Chen, have there been any activities in the antique city recently?"

Uncle Chen was stunned for a moment.

"It's really time for you to ask, on the night of the winter solstice, there is a night market, similar to the ghost market last time, and by the end of the year, the scale may be larger than before."

"That's right, let's go in the evening."

"Really going?"

"Really go! I still miss it very much, I used to pick up leaks everywhere with Uncle Chen, and I was quite comfortable! ”

Uncle Chen smiled.

He said.

"Your boy's mouth is getting stronger and stronger now!"

In fact.

The ghost market is indeed a very good place for Zhang Yi.

Just right.

You can go to a place like the ghost market to test how much Zhang Yi's right hand ability has improved. Aside from "absorbing", there is nothing else that has changed.

Of course, go to the ghost market.

Zhang Yi has another purpose.

That is, to attract the attention of the Zhang family and the fake Mr. Mo. Zhang Yi's next step is to use himself as bait.

Deal with that kind of suspicious person.

You should throw multiple lines at him and make him want to break his head.

When Zhang Yi and his father reappeared in the Zhang family villa, those people would definitely show incredible expressions.

Especially the old lady.

I don't know, when the time comes, he will be able to stand it!

At this time.

The other side.

The Zhang family and the fake Mr. Mo have already checked the logistics with the help of other forces. Naturally, there is nothing to gain.

The person who reported it on their side was also criticized by the relevant units.

Mojiang has been thinking about it.

In the end, where did Zhang Yi put the evidence?

His men asked.

"Could it be, at the time, the thing was in his suitcase?"

"Impossible!"

Mo Jiang denied.

He doesn't trust his judgment, he will make mistakes, and naturally he will not allow others to question it.

"Sir, after Zhang Yi returned to Los Angeles, he didn't seem to take his father's affairs to heart, and he didn't sue, but participated in the year-end auction of Fengchiyuan and auctioned a painting to make money!"

"Really? It's all like this, and he still has the heart to make money? ”

Mo Jiang's subordinates said.

"I've already investigated, and what Zhang Yi photographed was a picture of Huang Zhou's "Donkey".

"It's a good work, send someone over and find a way to keep an eye on it!"

"Yes, sir!"

I've just finished talking here.

Someone else came over next to me.

The man hurried.

There seems to be some special information to report.

"Sir, Zhang Yi just drove to the old city and ancient street."

At this point, it was already dark outside.

Mo Jiang frowned lightly, and couldn't help but wonder.

"What is he doing in the ancient street now? Aren't all those antique shops closed at this point? ”

"Sir, over there in the ancient street, there has been a night market in the past few days!"

"Night market?"

Mo Jiang was puzzled, and then asked again.

"Did he bring anyone?"

"Probably not, he should have driven there by himself."

"Did you cover it up when you acted?"

"No, I drove out of Cuiwei Huafu directly, the window was still open, and he was alone inside!"

"So, he deliberately let you see it?"

"Like...... It seems like so...... I'm afraid he deliberately wanted to lure us through, right? ”

Mo Jiang thought carefully for a moment.

Suddenly, something seemed to come to mind.

"No, no, no...... His purpose in leading us to the past is so obvious, which shows that he knows that we must be suspicious when he does so, and he is afraid that this is anti-routine. When he did that, it just shows that he doesn't want us to pass. It seems that he may be able to make a move in the ghost market tonight! ”

Mo Jiang's thinking, those subordinates are a little difficult to understand.

At this time, Mo Jiang commanded again.

"Let's go, since the night market is so lively, let's go for a walk too!"

"Maybe, tonight, I can pick up a leak!"

At this time.

The other side.

Zhang Yi drives.

When he got to the vicinity of Uncle Chen's shop, Uncle Chen walked over quickly to get into the car.

The two of them drove to the east side of the ancient street.

I found a parking lot nearby, parked the car, got out of the car, and then walked to the vicinity of the Drum Tower on Donggu Street.

The night of the winter solstice.

The night breeze is breezy and still very cold.

But.

On the ancient street here, it is hot against the trend, and people come and go.

See this scene.

Uncle Chen couldn't help but sigh.

"Hmm...... That's how it feels! In the past, you Uncle Chen and I rushed to every night market and ghost market, full of memories......"

"Uncle Chen, don't you remember last time?"

"I ......"

Uncle Chen was a little speechless, and as soon as he came to feel it, he was splashed with cold water by Zhang Yi.

The last time I was in the ghost market, the experience of stabbing my eyes was called a miserable one.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi hurriedly changed the topic.

"Uncle Chen, I feel that tonight's night market will be very lively!"

"Really? How do you know? ”

"There's a tail in the back!"

"You're a monkey?"

Uncle Chen deliberately joked, damaging Zhang Yi's sentence, and he was addicted, of course, he naturally understood what Zhang Yi meant.

It's time for the night market.

Along the way, the lights were very bright.

Now there are night market stalls, most of them are LED lights, unlike before, they are all candle and oil lamps. However, under the atmosphere of the night, there is still a feeling.

The old rules.

After Zhang Yi and Uncle Chen arrived at the night market stall.

Split up.

Uncle Chen worked hard this time.

After all, the last time he was in the ghost market, he was still angry, especially when Zhang Yi mentioned it just now.