"Don't worry, I'll take you around first. If you still don't feel it, let's go back. Su said gently.

She originally came to try her luck, not that she must rely on this to make money.

Of course, if you're lucky, it's even better, and you don't have to force it.

It wasn't until Su Wenrou walked more than half of the Panlong Market and the Lord of the Rings sighed that Su Wenrou was finally ready to give up......

"Master, wait a minute, the little shop in the corner in front of you, go in and have a look." Suddenly, a voice from the Lord of the Rings came from this moment.

Su Wenrou was slightly stunned, then looked up, and sure enough, he saw a very small shop in the corner not far away.

If you don't pay attention, you'll think it's a garbage heap.

Because it was so tattered, the short ones crowded in the corners, as if they were going to collapse at any moment.

There was no one outside the shop, and it seemed to be a makeshift shop dedicated to repairing rotten copper and iron. The platform outside was filled with all sorts of strange stones, small things, and copper coins.

The shop is very shabby, which contrasts sharply with the ornate porcelain around it.

There are also occasional people who look too much at the road, but when they see that all the things placed there are and garbage parts, they can't control and leave.

Human instinct still prefers good-looking things, even if they are shabby and old, they must have ancient beauty, rather than such dirty, gray and fragmentary things.

But Su Wenrou's eyes were deep, and then she walked over slowly......

The real antiquities were originally unearthed. They are detached from a certain cheesiness and have an ancient fragrance of their own, rather than being mass-produced purely for money, and lacking in aura.

The owner of the shop was a lame man, and when he saw Su Wenrou coming, his expression turned away without a trace of waves, and then he continued to be busy with his own affairs.

I don't know where to move a huge stone to wipe the dirt on it, and then I look at it carefully with a magnifying glass.

Su Wenrou didn't bother him, but focused her eyes on the various small parts on the stall.

These little things are just plain rusty iron and iron, as well as small stones and bells.

Su Wenrou picked up the bell and asked, "These are all dug out of the soil!" ”

The middle-aged man inside suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, then looked up at Su Wenrou, still did not speak.

"Although I don't know how to read treasures, I intuitively feel that your things are more valuable than those outside." Su gently put down the bell.

There is indeed a special aura on this bell, which is different from the porcelain outside.

And some of the broken iron on this stall, all of which have that special atmosphere.

So, the things on this must be not ordinary.

At least not those fakes.

Hearing Su Wen's words, the man's eyes lit up, and then an unusually hoarse voice came: "That's right, I robbed a tomb myself, but all the things in it were handed over, but then I went again and found that it had not been cleaned up, and I brought back these fragments, which are worthless but some discerning people like to collect." Of course, I never believed this when I told others, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. ”

The man's face and skin were very dark, his hair was very long, and he had a messy ponytail, he said that he was a tomb robber, and Su Wenrou really found a lot of special tools in his shop.

"Can you sell me all these things?" Su said gently.