"I'm just going to ask you, are you going to give the money back to those orphan dogs or do you want to exchange it for something in your pocket?"

"Nan Shu scolded us for being a soy sauce party, Shen Ju scolded us for lying bandits, Mu Qingqing scolded us for being idiots, gentlemen, don't you feel ashamed?"

"We don't know antiques, and we are indeed an army of soy sauce sent by the competition committee, but now 444 has given us a chance to pick up the leaks. Can we let it go?"

"Nope!"

"The fact that we bought Pien Tze Huang is not a proof of how great we are. We just told the committee with the most tangible actions. We can pick up the leaks, too!"

"We're still picking up leaks!"

"Figure it out for yourself!"

A word woke up the dreamer, and many contestants behind him were like an initiation, and they were filled with chicken blood in an instant, jumping up and waving banknotes and shouting wildly.

"Dude, bring me ten."

"Handsome man, I want three."

"Handsome guy, I want six shelled ones, six original ones."

Another rush to buy has been ignited.

Countless contestants who chose to lie flat gave all the money they had accumulated at this moment and smashed it under me.

In just three minutes, the Pien Tze Huang with two large snakeskin pockets was gradually emptied under the crazy snatching of countless people.

When the contestants were satisfied and dispersed, and finally less than 100 boxes of Pien Tze Huang were ready to be taken away, the filmmakers, supervisors, and invigilators came up blankly, threw down the money without saying a word, and silently picked up Pien Tze Huang and turned around and left.

You***!

This group of two-armed!

As the most sacred invigilator and supervisor, he is not ashamed to pick up the leaks of the contestants?!

Pick up the leak, pick up the leak, and don't even say thank you.

Conscience let the dog eat!

Bad review!

I don't want this group of two-arms to pick up the leaks, but I am so tired that I can't speak, and I can't even use up the strength to hold money, so I can only watch the conspiracy of these two-armed people succeed and leave.

Eventually, someone surrounded me again.

Next, I spent 5,005 to buy the Fangsheng Palace lamp, 1,000 to buy the Mongolian copper coin stirrup, and 1,000 to collect the Xianfeng jade wrench.

The heirloom bronze drum and fish jade screen insert that Caiyun saved were also all in my pocket.

Carrying a big bag full of pressed money, I struggled to get up with the ginkgo tree I was most familiar with......

"Boss. Please stay."

Suddenly, a gentle and deep voice came into my ears.

A half-hundred-year-old man stood under the lonely street lamp, bowed his head to me, and stammered and flattered: "Boss, you said earlier that the monk's hat pot is 300,000 ......."

"Now, can't you take it?"

Looking at the holder of the monk's hat pot, I gritted my teeth and warned myself not to fall, silently stared at the owner of the monk's hat pot, and hissed.

"Take!"

"But, 300,000, I don't have it."

"My money is all here."

Five minutes later, I walked into the Great Willow Ghost Market for the seventh time. Completed the deal with the owner of the monk's hat pot at the toilet door.

The seven in and seven out, one less in and one out, I lose!

I, I did!

Although the owner of the monk's hat pot is shrewd, he still hasn't calculated me.

In the end, the transaction price of the monk's hat pot was 216,000 yuan, plus the last 20 boxes of Pien Tze Huang.

At this point, I have swept away all the high-end goods in the entire Daliushu Ghost Market this night, and I have really done it all!

There's only one winner tonight, and that's me!

This night is destined to belong to me.

On this night, I wrote the most colorful stroke in the big willow tree!

This night, I became a legend!

After this night, I will become the legend of the Great Willow Tree!

Under the unhurried follow-up of Wenxuan, I stepped out of the big willow tree.

Ignoring the many taxi contestants, he swaggered to the side of the road in countless eyes of admiration, awe and jealousy, envy and hatred, and directly took out a stack of red bills and spoke indifferently to a taxi driver.

"A thousand. Friendship Guesthouse. I can't go."

Then, I said to another taxi driver, "A thousand dollars." Send my 28 bars to the Friendship Hotel."

Immediately, two drivers jumped out of the car, and one respectfully invited me into the car. The other carefully waited for my ancestors to put my 28 bars on the roof of the taxi.

This wave of magic operations came out, and directly made many contestants who were ready to carpool back to the Friendship Hotel so angry that they vomited blood.

Now it is the end of the moment, and most of the contestants have little money left, and they can barely carpool back to the Friendship Hotel to settle.

But on the contrary, I met me, a big tyrant who is not bad for money!

Although they hate me very much, under the pressure of omnipotent money, these people can only knock out their teeth and swallow blood.

At the end of the song......

The lone lamp shines on the windows, glowing with dazzling brilliance. The red taillights draw a thrilling and romantic blood-colored afterimage in the night.

The dark streets are clear and dark under the frequent change of high and low beams.

At four o'clock in the morning, the ancient and modern Yandu are like stitching monsters, one is the Ming Dynasty, the other is the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the other is the Republic of China, and the other is modern.

Snowflakes fluttered, splashed on the window glass, turned into crystal teardrops, slowly gathered, and slowly turned into tears, elongated, and elongated......

Turning the long street, the snow turned from snow particles to snowflakes.

One by one, one by one, fluttering, quietly descending into the world, quietly waiting for more and more companions, quietly piling up......

At 4:35 a.m., I arrived safely at the Friendship Hotel.

When I went, I was like a lost dog, and when I returned, I was the center of attention.

After handing in all the missing items calmly and without joy or sorrow, I was taken to the infirmary for first aid.

There was a large cut on his head, six centimeters long, and twelve stitches were struck.

There were not only frostbite on the hands, but also skin breaks, a total of twenty-one wounds.

Multiple abrasions on the body don't count!

Unlike the other contestants, I had no logistics, no team, no comrades, and therefore no change of clothes.

The comprehensive competition is very costly.

The newly bought down jacket is scrapped again!