The place where Song Xing appeared turned out to be on a wide street in the east-west direction.

Lined with shops, people pick and choose in front of a dazzling array of goods, haggling loudly, and the noise comes and goes, and the crowds are crowded and prosperous.

From time to time, passers-by in old clothes passed by him, hurrying and rejoicing in their own way, without any notice of his sudden arrival.

Song Xing looked at this scene similar to the eighties and nineties, and fell into a trance for a moment.

Yuyin also thoughtfully changed him into clothes of this era, so that he was not so eye-catching when he stood in the crowd.

"Hey, little brother, little brother, look over here!"

The voice that sounded a little greasy sounded in Song Xing's ears, and he turned his head to look, and saw a fat man squatting under the wall on the side of the road, who looked a little simple, and was waving at him with eyebrows.

There was a piece of fabric on the open space in front of the fat man, and there were more than a dozen cultural relics on it, obviously a second-hand dealer who was playing in Panjiayuan.

Seeing Song Xing look over, the fat man's small eyes became even more excited, and he waved his hand vigorously again.

"Yes, yes, little brother, this way."

Song Xing avoided the oncoming pedestrians, moved a few steps sideways, and came to the fat man's stall: "Something?" ”

He looked down at the stalls at his feet, including porcelain, pottery, bone carvings, copper coins, jade and even bronze.

The stalls are not large, but there are quite a lot of variety.

When the fat man saw Song Xing coming, he smiled, pointed to his right hand, and asked, "Brother, I just want to ask, is this bead in your hand sold?" ”

"Beads?" Song Xing was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the Qingyang Sword in his hand that had turned into a sword pill.

The fat man spoke again: "Brother, it's the first time I've come to Panjiayuan, my surname is Wang, and everyone here calls me Wang Fatty." I've seen you standing there for a long time, are you going to sell this bead in your hand? ”

Song Xing heard that Wang Fatzi blew up his home, nodded and said, "My surname is Song." ”

When Wang Fatzi saw Song Xing's stubble, his spirits perked up, and he said again: "If Brother Song plans to make a move, can you let me take a look?" ”

Seeing that Song Xing stared at him without speaking, Wang Fatzi hurriedly said: "Since Brother Song has come to Panjiayuan, he must also know some of the rules here. If you have good goods in your hands, I know the shopkeepers of all sizes in this Pan Jiayuan, even if I can't afford to eat them, I can find a good buyer for you. ”

He and Song Xing only met for the first time, but as if they had known each other for a long time, they began to pat their chests and reassure.

Song Xing saw that his eyes were staring at the Qingyang Sword Pill, and he was amused in his heart, so he simply threw the Sword Pill to him: "Then you can help me take a look." ”

Pan Jiayuan, Wang Fatzi, he had already guessed in his heart that the world he came to this time should be the world of ghosts blowing lights.

But in my heart, I also wondered, the unnatural forces in the world of ghost blowing lanterns shouldn't be very strong, right?

In such a world, can you find a way to remove the mark on your hand?

When Wang Fatzi saw Song Xing throwing the sword pill over, he hurriedly took it, and said in his mouth: "Brother, you are light, I can't afford to pay for it." ”

Saying such words in his mouth, Wang Fatzi already decided that the beads in his hand were fakes.

After all, it's a real baby, who would spoil it like this, and it's not afraid of falling to the ground and shattering.

He even had some doubts, didn't he run into cultural relics and porcelain, if that was the case, would the fat man be easy to provoke?

The moment the sword pill was in his hands, Wang Fatzi felt a cool feeling coming from the palm of his hand, and his heart moved, and his eyes suddenly straightened.

The bead in front of me doesn't look big, and there is a cold chill in the hand, and holding this bead in the hot summer seems to make people feel like they are in an ice cellar, and the whole body is refreshing.

For this alone, Wang Fatzi no longer dared to underestimate this bead.

Wang Fatzi's eyes widened, his breathing became rapid, he stretched out his trembling hand, took the beads close to his eyes, looked at them carefully, and showed an extremely obsessive expression on his face.

"Strange, this bead looks like it is made of bronze from a distance, but it is not gold or jade up close, it is not the legendary cold jade, and it is natural, and you can't see any artificial traces, what is it?"

Wang Fatzi held this bead in his hand, and he couldn't wait to stuff it into his eyes and look good.

His level of literary and toy identification may not be as good as that of the big gold tooth, but over the years, he has been wandering around the Pan homeland, and he can really tell a few points whether things are real or fake, good or bad.

The beads in front of him looked extraordinary, and he felt that there was an ancient charm, as if it had been handed down thousands of years ago.

Song Xing quietly waited for him to observe, and did not urge.

After a while, the fat man finally withdrew his gaze from the beads.

He sighed and looked at Song Xing, his tone full of envy, jealousy and hatred: "This brother is so lucky, he was able to meet such a good thing." My Wang has opened his eyes today. ”

Hearing Wang Fatzi's praise, Song Xing shook his head slightly, and said, "Why, can you see the calendar?" ”

Hearing this, Fat Man Wang shook his head: "Forgive the fat man's clumsiness, things are indeed good things, but I really can't see the origin." But I have a friend who has more eyesight than I do, and if you can trust me, brother, I can..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Xing shook his head: "Things are not for sale." ”

Wang Fatzi was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he didn't entangle, so he sent the sword pill back to Song Xing, looked at the pedestrians on the street, and whispered: "Brother, your treasure is valuable, there are a lot of rats on this street, don't easily leak the rich." ”

Song Xing wiped his backhand, the sword pill had disappeared, the fat man's heart sank, and when he saw Song Xing stretching out his hand again, an antique bright yellow seal had already appeared in his hand.

"I am new to the house, I am penniless, how much can this jade be sold for, which store in this Pan Jiayuan has the best reputation?"

Wang Fatzi looked at the jade seal in Song Xing's hand, a little surprised, he didn't expect that Song Xing had a lot of good things on him.

The texture of the ancient jade in front of you is crystal clear, the whole body is bright yellow and amber, just looking at the appearance is this jade quality, but it is by no means an ordinary jade.

Song Xing traveled through several worlds, and some of the clones were extremely noble, and there was naturally no shortage of these valuable gadgets around him.

Wang Fatzi's heart was hot, although he didn't know the specific price of this ancient jade, but he also knew that it was definitely beyond his expectations, if it was taken out, it was estimated that it would cause an uproar and cause a scramble.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the agitation in his heart, and reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and said dryly: "The most reputable person in this Pan family is Boss Lu's Qin Bao Zhai, my friend is just a literary dealer, I'm afraid I don't have the strength to accept your ancient jade." ”

The more he looked at this ancient jade, the more frightened he became.

The fineness of this seal, how does it look like it was carved by Tianhuangshi?

You know, in the antique shop, since ancient times, there is a saying that there are one or two fields of yellow and three taels of gold, in this peaceful and prosperous era, the price of high-grade field yellow stone is even more fried to the price of more than 100,000 grams, and there is no market.

If this jade pendant in front of you is really Tian Huang, and the quality reaches this level, I am afraid that the value will more than double!

Song Xing listened to Wang Fatzi's words, raised his eyebrows, and smiled slightly, "If Brother Wang is willing, how about taking me to Qin Bao Zhai and his party?" ”