The street has gradually become lively, and the merchants rack their brains to recommend the goods on their stalls, boasting that their things are the only ones in the sky, and there is nothing on the ground, and the buyers are also comparable, all kinds of nitpicking, to suppress the price.

Therefore, there are even many people who do not come here to buy antiques, or to have a long experience, but to see how buyers and sellers come and go.

"This is much more exciting than watching a big show, playing on the spot, amazing!"

"Master, let's go, what's the point of this, let's go to the rouge shop next to it, I heard that there are new goods in Derong Fang, and there will be no more if you go late! Master! ”

"Oh, don't worry, don't worry, just for a while, for a while."

The stall owner and the only customer were still in a war of words, and the two men were sweating, red-faced, and unusually engaged.

Wang Xu walked in, squatted down and took a closer look.

"Sure enough!"

I saw that the small stall was full of all kinds of small objects, bronze wine cups, turquoise jade spoons, and antique pendants, bracelets and so on.

Wang Xu didn't look at these, but an inconspicuous token in the corner, its color was gray, and there was a lot of dust on it, although the corners were seriously broken, but it was definitely the token in the hands of the man in white in mourning clothes.

Half a year ago, he was extremely impressed by the white-clothed man in mourning clothes he met on the way to Binyang, and the token he held, the palace lantern, is still fresh in his memory.

At this moment, the token lying quietly on the stall, its pattern, its size and shape are almost exactly the same as the one in the hand of the man in white, even if it is not the same thing, it is definitely a kind of item.

"Even if it's a knock-off, it's valuable!"

After Wang Xu looked at it deeply a few times, he didn't buy it out loud, but silently walked aside and looked at other things.

As time passed, the crowds on the antique street gradually became thinner.

At dusk, some of the itinerant vendors also gradually began to close their stalls and walk in the direction they came.

"It's a bit of a back today!"

The old hat feels very bad, and he doesn't know what's wrong recently, but his luck is very bad, every time he comes to set up a stall, there will be a few thieves with bright eyes who come to suppress the business, which makes him more and more angry.

"Why don't you go chic tonight and put out the fire."

He thought happily in his heart, but the money bag in his arms suddenly wilted, shrugged his head, carried his luggage, and obediently walked home.

There were not a few taels of silver in the shriveled money bag, and if he went to spend time drinking, it was estimated that he would have to drink the northwest wind in two days.

The old hat disappeared into a small alley and disappeared.

After a while, the old hat peeked around a corner and was relieved to see that no one was following him.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm not stupid, even if someone has bad intentions, they can't find me, this is really what kind of line of work to be afraid of." ”

Although the old hat thinks like this every time, he still does it every time, because he is afraid that someone will come to eat black, and after a nest, over time, this has become his daily routine, and if he doesn't do it for a day, he will feel uncomfortable.

He relaxed, hummed a little tune, and shook himself towards another way.

Antique dealers like them who resell licensed goods basically live in this area, on the one hand, there are more forks in the road, which is convenient for escape, and on the other hand, it is cheap and saves money.

The old hat walked to the door, pushed open the door, and walked in, the dark house was deserted, and it seemed particularly unpopular.

He put his things on the straw mat laid out beside him, and just as he was about to light the candlelight, he felt a chill on his neck, and then the hairs on his body exploded violently.

The old hat wailed in his heart, "Damn, how can I walk by the river without getting my shoes wet, it's really my turn today." ”

As soon as he finished thinking about it, his eyes went dark and he fainted.

When he woke up again, he found that he was tied to the head of the bed, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a black cloth, and he couldn't see clearly.

I could only feel what appeared to be a black figure standing in the doorway.

The old hat breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, since the other party was able to do this, it must be for money, and he would not kill him.

He was just thinking about it when he heard a hoarse voice ringing in his ears.

"Where did you get this jade spoon?"

"Jade spoon?"

The old hat kept a heart, and he thought to himself, "Hero, which jade spoon?" I have too many jade spoons here, I really don't know! ”

"Oh."

The black figure replied flatly, "That's it." ”

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and a jade-colored spoon fell to the ground and shattered.

"I ......"

The old hat was stunned, and he didn't know how to react for a moment, until he heard another sentence, "Where did this plate come from?" ”

He was about to open his mouth when he heard again, "This plate seems to be too much." ”

"Not much!! Not much!!! Hero, be merciful, that's really an antique!! My grandfather, be merciful! ”

The old hat almost didn't cry, you said you would snatch it away, at least out of sight, but it was broken in front of him, which was like breaking his heart.

"Where did it come from?"

The black figure played with the jade plate in his hand and asked repeatedly.

"A chick doesn't understand anything, and I tricked her."

The old hat said honestly.

"And what about this wine cup?"

"Wine cups? That thing isn't afraid to fall, bronze. ”

The old hat turned his heart, and his mouth paused before he could reply, and then he heard a terrible crisp sound.

Syllable!

"Hero, this is, what is this thing that fell to the ground?"

He asked tremblingly, with a very lucky thought in his heart, "No, it shouldn't be, it won't......"

Then the old hat heard words that made him despair.

"That jade plate just now accidentally fell to the ground."

The man in black still said flatly: "You have a lot of things here, this colored plate is good, it looks like it should sound good, well, this can be washed with one hand, this is also good......"

"Uncle!"

The old hat was already about to cry, and every time the black figure mentioned an antique, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly said, "That wine cup is worthless, it is an imitation made by someone I found."

The color-patterned plate is now the thing in David's official kiln, I bought it on the black market, after a few years, it is worth it, as for one-handed washing, it is also an imitation, but its craftsmanship is very exquisite, enough to be fake and real, uncle, you must not smash it! ”

Next, no matter what the black figure came out, as long as he talked about the general characteristics, the old hat knew everything and was extremely obedient.