The antique street in the county town here is similar to the general antique street, near the entrance, there are more stalls, and where Zhang Yi and Uncle Chen walked just now, there are more stalls.

Going forward, there are more shops.

So.

Zhang Yi saw that he was pulled by that kind of power and walked in the direction of the store in front of him, and basically had no hope.

Because.

It's not realistic to want to pick up the things in the store.

If you dare to open an antique shop, if you don't have the strength of your eyesight, it will definitely not work.

It's not impossible to expect the owners of those antique shops to look away, but the odds are too low, like looking for a needle in the bottom of the sea.

As long as the buyer takes a fancy to a certain antique in the store, those shop owners will either directly open a price slightly higher than the market price, in this case, there is no profit after starting, which is naturally meaningless.

Of course, this kind of is still more kind.

The kind of unkind, thief, and even the lion will open his mouth.

Catch the big guys.

In this case, there is no need to trade.

But.

Once the power of treasure hunt begins, there is no way to end it.

Zhang Yi followed that kind of power and kept moving forward.

I'm a little curious, what is the treasure hunt power found?

Even if you don't buy it, take a look.

What if the store goes away?

The old Huanghuali pen holder, wasn't it just the owner of the antique shop who was eyed and missed by Zhang Yi?

The odds are low, but if you're lucky, good things can be done.

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong?"

Uncle Chen immediately asked.

He felt that Zhang Yi didn't seem to be right, and kept walking forward.

Zhang Yi turned around and said.

"Uncle Chen, I'm fine, I feel that there may be good things in the shop in front of me."

Uncle Chen didn't understand it even more.

"You didn't even look at it, how do you know there will be good things?"

Uncle Chen said and immediately followed Zhang Yi.

"The shop in front of you is located in the middle of nowhere, just like your previous store, the location is not good, but there are good things in the store!"

Zhang Yi can only explain it this way.

Uncle Chen nodded.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, Zhang Yi's words have some truth.

And Zhang Yi, with that strange power, kept moving forward.

Along a street.

About seven or eight minutes later.

It has almost reached the end of the antique street.

Many of the shops here are closed, some are antique shops, some are second-hand bookstores and paper shops. This kind of shop is rare nowadays.

There are also in Old Los Angeles.

The streets here are even more deserted.

There are only three or three shops left, and the lights are still on.

But.

Most of them are empty.

Some of the shop owners are eating takeout, and some are dozing off and playing with their mobile phones.

Keep going.

It wasn't until he arrived at the door of a place called "Treasure Hall" that Zhang Yi walked in.

This is an antique shop with a focus on calligraphy and painting.

There are also some calligraphy and paintings hanging at the door.

But.

At first glance, it must be a fake, and the basic painting is not up to par.

Of course.

Really good things will certainly not hang in front of the antique shop. No matter who looks at the store, they are not willing to do it.

After walking into the store.

Zhang Yi saw that there were two men in front of him.

With his back to Zhang Yi.

They seemed to be holding someone in the way and didn't want her to get out.

Zhang Yi frowned slightly.

Through the gap between the two people in front of them, a woman with a little girl was seen. The woman was clutching something tightly, and it was tightly wrapped in newspaper.

Judging by the shape.

It was probably an ancient painting scroll.

"Big sister, I've already helped you identify it just now, your painting is a fake now, deliberately old, it's really worthless, I see you pitiful, sell it to us for 200 yuan, you really have made it!"

One of the big-bellied men in front of him said.

Next to the man with big bellies and glasses, there was another person, who was also in the way.

The woman with a little girl tried to get by, but was blocked by the two men and blocked in the store.

There's no one else in this antique shop.

The man with big bellies and glasses or the skinny one next to him must be the owner of this store.

"I ...... I'm not selling! ”

The woman was scared, she bowed her head and said.

The little girl next to her was even more tightly attached to her mother's body, as if she was about to cry in fright, but she didn't dare to cry.

"Big sister, you can't be unreasonable, let's all say it, 200 yuan deal, you can't talk and don't talk! Besides, if you go to another antique store for this kind of fake painting, maybe people will beat you up, you are cheating, you know? ”

The second half of the sentence of the man with big bellies and glasses even turned into intimidation.

"I didn't say the deal, I didn't say I would sell it to you for 200 yuan......"

The woman was frightened and muttered in a low voice.

"It's not...... We should be honest in doing business, big girl, you can't help but be honest! ”

"It's something I've seen since I was a kid! I'm really not selling......"

The middle-aged woman with her child wanted to squeeze out.

But.

Two big men got in the way, and they couldn't get out.

Footsteps seemed to be heard behind me.

The man next to him made a look at the man with big bellies and glasses.

And then.

The man with the big belly and glasses looked back, smiling all over his face.

Said to Zhang Yi.

"I'm sorry, our store is closed!"

Zhang Yi looked at the woman and said.

"Why did she get in?"

"Her business is negotiated, and we'll get off work!"

The man with big bellies and glasses said, still with a smile on his face.

But Zhang Yi said directly.

"I need an ancient painting, I see that the ancient paintings in your store are not bad, and the price is not a problem!"

As soon as I heard this.

The man with the big belly and glasses smiled secretly in his heart.

Because, this is very unprofessional.

Is this a big injustice sent to the door?

How can you let go of this opportunity to kill people?

So.

And he changed his words, and said.

"Sir, please sit down first, you can take a look at it casually, these are all good things in the house, our store, there are all kinds of famous calligraphy and paintings, there must be what you want!"

Sure enough, he still didn't want to lose this business.

"Okay, you guys talk first, I'll take a look first!"

Zhang Yi finished speaking.

Just continue to look at the paintings hanging on the wall.

The power of treasure hunting is still there, but Zhang Yi is now fully able to adapt to the influence of the power of treasure hunting on himself. Pretending to look at other calligraphy and paintings, it is not affected.

Uncle Chen also walked in next to him.

Glancing at the paintings on the wall, he looked disdainful, obviously unable to catch his eyes.

He whispered.

"What kind of garbage is this?"

Zhang Yi and Uncle Chen made a look.

Uncle Chen naturally also saw the scene of two men blocking a woman and a little girl in the store.

He frowned.

"Xiao Yi, are you doing this?"

Uncle Chen asked in a low voice.

Zhang Yi nodded directly, and now he is not sure what the treasure is found by the power of treasure hunting. However, when he encountered this kind of thing, Zhang Yi must be in charge.