As he spoke, the shopkeeper took out a stone and handed it to Fang Zhengdao: "This is the latest refining product, as long as it is scraped up, everything within a radius of fifty meters will be recorded by him, and the required recovery can release the image as long as the spirit stone is injected with spiritual power." ”

When Fang Zheng heard it, isn't this a video recorder!

Fang Zheng said: "What if this is full?" ”

"Full? Buy a new one. The shopkeeper said as a matter of course.

Fang Zheng asked again: "How long can it record at most?" ”

The shopkeeper said: "I can record for a day at most, but if I have more, I can't do it." ”

Founder bought two pieces directly.

"Little monk, you just have a photocopy stone, and you can't put it without a spirit stone? Although I don't have a spirit stone here, I do have an aura reservoir, and there is a faint aura in it, not strong, just enough to activate the image in the photocopy stone, or? "The owner enthusiastically sells a palm-sized metal box.

The box looks like a pronunciation box, and it's exquisite.

Fang Zheng shook his head: "No need, the poor monk also bought it for others." By the way, how much? ”

The shopkeeper had two fingers in the depths: "Ten taels of silver!" ”

Hiss!

Fang Zheng gasped, he didn't expect the two photocopy stones to be so expensive.

According to the price of the earth, one tael of silver and RMB are two hundred yuan, and ten taels are equivalent to two thousand yuan.

Two thousand dollars to buy two disposable video recorders?

This is placed on the earth, and it is absolutely foolish.

However, Fangzheng was not too expensive, bought it casually, and then walked to the antique street.

The antique street here is similar to that of the earth, and there are all stalls outside the shops, and there is nothing on the stalls, so whether you can buy good things or pick up leaks depends on your eyesight......

Fang Zheng thought that he didn't have much eyesight, but when he picked carefully, he only felt a tingling pain in the heavenly eyes in the center of his eyebrows, and then the scene in front of him changed, some objects were unremarkable, and some objects were glowing!

Fang Zheng's heart moved, the eye of heaven can see good and evil in people, can he still distinguish between truth and falsehood?

Thinking that the Buddha can distinguish between the real and the fake Sun Wukong, perhaps, this Tianyan is really of this use.

Fang Zheng suddenly became interested, and casually found something that looked like a fake, Ma Zha, who was sitting next to the boss's stall, and sure enough, that thing had no luster at all, and it was mediocre.

Fang Zheng looked at the other things on the stall, which were basically dull ordinary objects, only a few others lit up faintly.

Fang Zheng can basically conclude that the more light it is, the better it is.

With a judgment, Fang Zheng stopped spinning around, glanced around, and finally locked on to the half-human-tall vase placed on a stall in the distance!

The vase was placed there, emitting a dazzling light that suppressed the light of all objects around it.

Obviously, this thing is a good treasure, a good antique.

Fang Zheng walked straight over, pointed to the vase and said, "Boss, how to sell this?" ”

When the fat boss saw a little monk with clear eyebrows, he was immediately happy.

Those who do what they do are all watching and listening to all directions, and they seem to be squinting and napping, and the world is watching people.

As soon as Fang Zheng entered the street, the fat man stared at him.

Fangzheng's eyes are clear, he is young, and his eyes look around as if he has no backbone, and everything he looks at is swept at a glance. But there is a meaning of looking for things in the eyes, this kind of person is in the eyes of the fat boss, that is the standard fat sheep!

It's just that the fat boss didn't expect it, and he didn't think of how to deceive this fat sheep, but the fat sheep came by himself.

The fat sheep also pointed to his vase and asked the price directly.

This made the fat boss very happy, and pretended to ponder: "You want this? This is no ordinary treasure, this is a royal tribute from 2,000 years ago! Little monk, I see that you are quite simple, and the boss is also simple, how about giving you a fixed price, two thousand taels of silver? ”

If Fang Zheng was really the kind of little monk who grew up in the mountains, he would definitely be fooled.

He glanced at the fat boss, and the black gas was all over his mouth, obviously this guy didn't have a word of truth on his lips. Fang Zheng didn't talk nonsense, stretched out a finger and said, "I'll take this number." ”

"A thousand taels? It's not okay, it's too little. The fat boss immediately shook his head.

As a result, he saw the little monk in front of him throw down a tael of silver, and then left with a vase.

The fat boss was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait!" ”

But I saw that the monk replied directly: "If you say one more word, the poor monk won't buy it." The poor monk came to buy flower pots and go back to plant flowers, you don't have to do this, there are so many on the side, you can do it. ”

When the fat boss heard this, he immediately hesitated.

If others said so, he would definitely not believe it, but the monk in front of him, with clear eyes, looked like a stunned young man who didn't understand human feelings and had just entered the red dust.

Eighty percent of what he said was true.

The point is that he also earns a tael of silver, because he bought something from a village and asked for it, and it cost nothing.

Just when the fat boss hesitated, Fang Zheng had already walked away.

Looking at Fangzheng's back, the fat boss clicked his lips and muttered: "Forget it, let's get off to a good start." ”

As soon as the fat boss went back, he saw an old man running over with a pair of grandchildren, and as soon as they met, the old man shouted: "It's him, it's him, I'll sell it to him!" ”

The old man stepped forward, grabbed the fat boss's arm, and asked, "What about the koi pisces dragon gate bottle?!" ”

The fat boss was stunned: "Who are you?" ”

But when the fat boss saw the old man, he suddenly remembered.

The vase that I just sold was collected from this old man!

The old man didn't talk nonsense, took out a silver ticket of two thousand taels and handed it over: "This is a deposit, you sell me the vase, and I will make up another eight thousand taels for you when I go back, how about it?" ”

As soon as he heard this, the fat boss was stunned, looking at the silver ticket in his hand dumbfounded, and then looking at the old man in front of him, he had a feeling of dreaming.

The fat boss cautiously asked, "Dare to ask, what is that bottle?" ”

The old man didn't hide it: "It was a royal tribute from 2,000 years ago, and it was still out of print." But don't worry, the price I'm giving you is absolutely fair! I can't find a higher price than me on the market, and I still have some confidence in this. ”

When the fat boss heard the old man's surname Gu, he immediately knew who the old man was.

This is the No. 1 antique collector in Andong City, Gu Mo!

Gu Mo is an antique everyone, he said it was true, then it must be true. But when he thought about what Gu Mo just said, it turned out to be the same as the he bragged about, and the fat boss suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

He never dreamed that the he bragged about casually would come true!

The worst thing is that he also sold his things!

Only sold one tael of silver, and then looked at the two thousand taels of deposit in his hand, as well as the price of ten thousand taels of Gu Mo, in an instant, the fat boss's tears flowed down, and he couldn't stop it.