It was fate to meet, and Zhang Jing walked in directly with his girlfriend.

The decoration of the store is antique, and there are a lot of antiques in the glass cabinet, because it is impossible to distinguish the real from the fake, Zhang Jingdang They are all fake.

Seeing that there were customers coming to the door, as well as foreigners, the owner of the shopkeeper in his fifties greeted him warmly, "Welcome, please look and choose at will, the price can be negotiated."

Amena and Sarafa just wanted something good, they were outside just now, and they could already smell the fragrance in the air.

Zhang Jing looked around briefly and said in non-standard Mandarin, "I'm a Singaporean, and I came to Luoyang to buy really good things."

"Really good?" The owner of the antique shop looked at Zhang Jingdao, "I sell imitations here, and I don't have what you want."

Not disappointed, Zhang Jing turned around and left the antique shop.

After passing through the Lijing Gate, the three foreigners were amazed again and again, marveling at the beauty of the building, and marveling at the number of people.

"Why are there so many people at night?" Maya Diab was like a curious baby, "Why do people put their phones around their necks? Why don't you hide the gold necklace?"

"Maya Diab," Sarafa explained again, "this is Zone D, take out your phone and shoot boldly, no one will rob you."

Ameena also encouraged her daughter to be bolder.

Wait for the two assistants to park the car and come over to meet, and then there is happy time.

Egg scones, stinky tofu, fried skewers, mutton rolls, meat buns, soup, grilled pork ribs, fried noodles and so on.

Eating fried jelly that she had never eaten, Maya Diab was so spicy that she shed tears while shouting that it was delicious and delicious, and she no longer had the sense of fear and restraint that she had at the beginning.

Amena and Sarafa too, the more they eat, the more they can eat.

Zheng Muyao and Anta are not far behind, and they are also big stomachs.

Of course, the most delicious thing is Zhang Jing, he has eaten all of them before, and then eats up a 168 yuan signature water seat set.

Eat first, pay later.

After eating up six dishes, Zhang Jing put a hundred yuan on the table.

Picking up the banknotes on the table, the male boss in his thirties met 100 meters of yuan through a movie, because someone was accompanied by three foreigners, and he didn't suspect that there was a false way, "I'll find you money."

"No need to look for it," Zhang Jing said he didn't care, "The food is delicious, thank you for the hospitality."

There is a change in the exchange rate, the current 100 meters are worth 700rb, you can change it with the bank, the boss is very happy, you must pack a small crispy meat for Zhang Jing to take away.

After a distance away from the water stall, Sarafa finally asked the doubts in his heart, "Jack, did you pay the rice dollar, on purpose?"

Zhang nodded, he did deliberately pay rice dollars, hoping to attract some people's attention.

What's more, it is gray money in the first place, and it is not distressing to spend it, it is all internal circulation.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Sarafa didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked into a hanfu shop.

When they came out of the Hanfu shop, the three foreign devils turned into Tang beauties.

Didn't know it was a normal bra inside... Or belly... Uh, evil!

After playing outside until half past nine in the evening, a group of people dragged their tired bodies back to the Zhongzhou International Store.

After a night's rest, the next day after arriving in Luoyang, you will definitely visit museums, including the City Museum, the Canal Museum, and the Ancient Architectural Characteristic Street.

Day 3 is the Longmen Grottoes, about 15 kilometers drive from the hotel.

Zheng Muyao drove, looking ahead, occasionally looking left and right in the rearview mirror.

Anta sits in the driver's seat.

"Boss," Zheng Muyao reported, "from the moment we left the hotel, a white land patrol has been following us."

It can't be a robber.

It can only be a person who wants to sell cultural relics, which makes Zhang Jing feel lucky, the first antique shop yesterday evening was not in vain, and last night's money was not wasted.

Along Longmen Avenue to the scenic spot, car to the parking lot.

Without waiting for the six people to leave, the white land cruise followed, parked next to it, and a middle-aged man got out of the car.

"Wait a minute," he said, stopping Zhang Jing, "You want to buy something good?"

Zhang nodded, "I want to buy good things."

"Presumphension," the visitor politely asked, "can I see your passport?"

The passport was in the backpack in the car, Zhang Jing took out the Temasek passport, turned around and handed it to the other party.

It was determined that Zhang Jing was a foreigner, and it was unlikely that he was an undercover agent, so he came to humanely, "The thing is in a remote place, if you are interested, please get in my car."

Zhang Jing looked at Amena and Sarafa, "Zheng Muyao will accompany you to shop, and I'll go see the antiques."

The two nodded.

Sitting in the stranger's car, Zhang Jing was not chaotic at all, and let the other party drive away from the Longmen Scenic Area.

After driving for a distance, repeatedly making sure that no one was following, the strange man asked while driving, "Boss Zhang, what business are you doing?"

"Sell liquor in the South Seas."

Sami Yuan, Yanma, and selling wine, determined that Zhang Jing was a rich man, and the man introduced himself: "Everyone calls me Qu Lao Er, you can also call me like that."

"Mr. Qu," Zhang Jing asked in the passenger seat, "where are we going now?"

"It's a village, not too far from here."

Zhang nodded his head and said in an expectant tone, "I hope it's the real thing."

Hearing this, Qu Lao Er had a confident smile on his face.

Half an hour later, Zhang Jing and Qu Lao Er returned to the vicinity of the old city of Luoyang and came to the courtyard of a private house.

Very ordinary northern rural houses and courtyards.

In the room next to the living room, Zhang Jing saw antiques, and at a glance saw at least about 200 pieces of large and small.

Among them, there is actually a three-color horse about 1.2 meters high with a big mane and a hoof, which looks like Tang Sancai, if this thing is genuine, if it is sent abroad, the price will be very high.

Compared with the artifacts I saw in the city museum yesterday, the difference is like white clouds and sludge.

The tall city museum is sludge, and it cannot be compared with the cultural relics in this room in terms of quantity and taste.

"Boss Qu," Zhang Jing's eyes lit up, "these things don't look fake."

"Of course it's not fake, it's all freshly unearthed good things."

Zhang Jing casually picked up a bronze mirror from the ground and asked, "How much is this?"

"Boss Zhang has good eyesight," Qu Lao Er gave a thumbs up, "This is Zhaojun's cultural relics out of the fortress, only 50 million RB."

Zhang Jing swore that he just picked up a cultural relic casually, and just asked casually, is it actually a cultural relic from Zhaojun?

Are you sure it's not?

Or is he not knowledgeable!?

Immediately looked carefully, although he was not an expert, Zhang Jing knew the historical significance of Zhaojun's cultural relics, and looked at it very carefully.

There is an inscription on the back of the bronze mirror, and it is easy to see the word 'China', and there are two places where the word 'China' is written.

There are very few cultural relics with the word "China", and each of them is a first-class national treasure, and it actually appears in this ordinary house!

Habitually, Zhang Jing's first thought was to kill Qu Lao Er and take away all the cultural relics.

But this is Zone D, so you can't mess around, no matter what.

According to the murderous intent, Zhang Jing asked with a smile, "I sincerely want it, 10 million RB."

Qu Lao Er was secretly happy in his heart, sure enough, there were many people who were stupid, and he would sell one million RB, after all, it was only 80,000 yuan when he got it back, and his expression pretended to be painful, "Add a little."

"Physical problems, the update is delayed."