At this time, Panjiayuan and the next door seem to be two worlds - one is still immersed in a dream, and the other is already engaged in a battle without gunpowder before dawn comes.

Although there are many people in Panjiayuan, everyone is very quiet, one by one holding flashlights, walking around in various stalls, looking for their favorite treasures, in some stalls, the buyers who have fallen in love with the baby have also begun to bargain with the sellers.

As for whether the buyer is fine or the seller is fine, this depends on the ability, but usually, the buyer does not have the seller.

Both sides are happy with each other.

There are many rules in the ghost market, such as "only look at things, not the appearance of the seller", because as mentioned above, the people who originally went to the ghost market to trade were some sellers who did not want to see people or did not want to see people, and they didn't want others to know their appearance, so there was this rule.

In addition, there were all kinds of "jargon" in the ghost market, and it was said that the price of the commodity could be negotiated without even saying any number, but in this case, Huang Chong was destined to be invisible today, because these rules are now invalid and the market is regulated.

However, in the antique shop, there is another rule that everyone abides by, that is, one hand to pay the money, the other hand to deliver, people walk a face, never admit the account.

Antiques, in fact, it is difficult for you to make a valuation of it, this is actually a handicraft, the only difference may be the era in which this handicraft was made, and even if you say what dynasty this thing is, it cannot be accurately measured, it is completely dependent on personal experience and knowledge.

I don't know.

"This is too fake." Huang Chong looked at a few stalls hastily, his brows furrowed slightly, he thought that there must be fakes accounting for the majority, but he didn't expect that there were so many fakes.

The reason why Huang Chong dared to confirm that it was a fake was not because of how good Huang Chong's ability was, but because of the deceptive thing, without a little sincerity, you can see at a glance that there is a problem, isn't it a fake!

Huang Chong used to get his hands on too many good things, even if he didn't have professional knowledge, his eyesight still didn't have to say, and the feeling of touching thousands of fine products was still there, whether it was porcelain, jade or calligraphy and painting.

There are some antiques in this, Huang Chong has not only seen it, but also played with it, you said that a fake appeared in front of Huang Chong, how could he not see it.

"Hey, there's something interesting about this thing." Huang Chong saw a rabbit, of course not alive, it was a small rabbit carved from stone, in a lying shape, with its head protruding forward, and its long ears resting on the back of its head, a bit like a modern mouse.

"It's a bit like a mouse." Huang Chong squatted down, picked up the little rabbit, and said.

It's rare to see something you're familiar with.

"This should be carved from talc, not to mention, it's a bit interesting, the carving is very similar." Huang Chong said.

"This isn't a mouse, this is Xi Zhen." The boss said, he seemed to be afraid that Huang Chong didn't know what Xi Zhen was, and explained: "The ancients sat on the ground, even if there was a bed, it was a very low bed, and then spread a layer of mats on the bed, or hang a curtain, this thing is used to press the curtain or the corner of the seat, this is a Song Dynasty thing, it can be handed down to the present, it is also quite remarkable, this little brother is really good-looking, and he picked the baby at a glance." ”

"It's not from the Song Dynasty."

The boss may have wanted to give this Xi Town an earth-shattering story, but was interrupted by Huang Chong, and then stopped talking, Huang Chong shook his head with a smile when he saw this, looked at it carefully for a while, and his fingers swiped a few times on Xi Town, and said:

"There is no deep carving, and the carving technique is too rough, which does not conform to the characteristics of the Song Dynasty, and the people of the Song Dynasty like jade, boss, you might as well say that it is the Tang Dynasty, and it will be more reliable."

In this regard, the boss just smiled, and did not feel unhappy because of Huang Chong's words, after all, it is a common thing to do business, but he thinks that the young man in front of him should be an expert, and it seems that he is still very familiar with carving.

"The technique is good, a few simple line carvings, just show the demeanor of a rabbit, it is a good choice to put it next to the mouse, it is interesting to contrast with each other, pleasant body and mind, boss, I want a hundred." Huang Chong said.

"No, no, a better mouse, it has to be three or four hundred, and the real mouse will be broken, but this thing can be put for a long time, I think you really like it, a thousand." The boss said.

"This is talc material, it will break when you bump it, and it is not resistant to falling than a real mouse, I think one hundred and five is about the same." Huang Chong said that the stall owner in front of him probably just regarded this thing as an ordinary stone carving.

"No, no......"

The stall owner bargained with Huang Chong like this, and the two had no scruples, after all, this time is different from the past, the so-called "ghost market" has long been unworthy of its name, so naturally there is no need to hide it, as long as it is not a loud roar, no one will deliberately listen.

"Three hundred at most, no more." Huang Chong said.

Although he has never played with antiques, he has still done business and trade, and in the Fengyun world, Huang Chong has also experienced life in order to find the cultivation method of the Yuan Shen.

As for carving, in fact, Huang Chong is not familiar with it, but don't forget that Huang Chong used to be a master of weapons.

To act and deceive someone, it is simply not too simple.

"Okay, deal." The stall owner calculated the price in his mind and nodded.

Huang Chong took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code, paid the money, and the deal was completed.

Now even the aunt who sells vegetables uses a QR code, so it is not uncommon to sell antiques to scan the code to pay, which is known as one of the "new four major inventions", in Huang Chong's view, this is much more reliable than sharing bicycles.

"This little brother, I have other good things here, just take a look."

"Nine Yin True Scripture?"

Huang Chong really found a "good thing", and even found a book of Nine Yin True Scripture in the corner of the stall.

Huang Chong picked up the book curiously and read it, after all, he knew the original, could it be that there are masters in this world, and he really made the "Nine Yin True Scripture", which would be awesome.

Well, Huang Chong opened it and looked at it, and he was not interested.

Simplified Chinese, and still printed, and some of the paper has not been cut, no wonder the stall owner did not speak, it is obvious that he also knows that this thing can't fool people, although these stall owners are all story kings, but they also watch people get rice.

"I forgot that there are Internet gods in this era." Huang Chong shook his head with a wry smile, said, picked up the loaded Xi Zhen, got up, and planned to leave.