Usually, the relationship between the shopkeepers is not bad, at least the face is passable.

However, as the old saying goes, peers are enemies, and once they encounter a big business, or a hesitant big buyer, the shop owners on the street will not talk about any rules and regulations.

Each has its own means to compete for customers.

At this moment, several bosses directly blocked the door of Li Zheng's store to grab customers, which was simply tolerable and unbearable.

Without waiting for Li Zheng to get angry, several shopkeepers instructed their entourage to take the treasures of each town store.

The two shopkeepers knew that the antiques in the store could not be compared with this jade pendant, so they directly offered the price on the spot and paid for it.

A few minutes later, more than a dozen high-grade antiques appeared in front of Song Feng's eyes.

"You bastards, you're just too deceitful!"

Li Zheng said angrily, "Ran to the door of my store to grab customers, do you still talk about the rules?"

A pot-bellied, fat-faced antique shop owner smiled and said, "Boss Li, what are you saying is ugly, what do you mean by grabbing customers? The two gentlemen have left your shop, their feet on the street, when will this street be yours too?"

"Boss Niu said well, some people are insatiable, as if the entire business of Shengjie should be done by him."

"Two gentlemen, there are many people on the street, why don't you sit in my shop? I have some of the best fragrant teas in my shop, so I make sure you two are happy to drink and choose to your satisfaction."

There are no peers in front of business, let alone rules, and there are profits.

In order to get the jade pendants of Song Feng and Yuan Lei, everyone completely turned Li Zheng into the air.

You and I said a word, and invited the two of them to sit in their own stores and quietly look at the treasures of each town.

Seeing these people ignoring him, Li Zhengqi's heart was on fire.

The big guy pulled Li Zheng and handed the other party a look.

Li Zheng instantly understood what the big guy meant, put away the anger on his face, and said loudly, "Everyone, it's not proper to shout and shout, or let's come in with me together."

"The two gentlemen don't know that in addition to the large number of antiques in our store, the rest area is more than twice as large as other antique shops."

Under the reminder of the big guy, Li Zheng changed his tactics and invited Song Feng and Yuan Lei to enter the store to rest, the store environment is elegant, the rest area is wide, and there are high-quality tea and snacks, the two can eat and watch at the same time.

In just a few words, Li Zheng showed the advantages of his antique store to the fullest.

His antique shop has been open for nearly 30 years, and it far surpasses other antique shops in terms of the number of antiques, the area and environment, and the staff training.

Song Feng said in an inquiring tone, "Young Master, what do you think?"

"That's it."

Yuan Lei really couldn't walk, and at the same time he was eager to know what tricks Song Feng was playing, wouldn't he really sell his jade pendant to others and carry out the so-called bartering, right?

Seeing that Yuan Lei opened his mouth to agree, Li Zhengma led the two to invite them in.

The other shopkeepers and clerks also swarmed in.

Coming to the rest area on the east side of the store, Li Zheng immediately ordered the clerk to prepare the best tea and refreshments.

The angry Li Zheng, the fat shopkeeper just now, held a painting and said with a smile: "Sir, this painting of mine is a famous painting in the late Tang Dynasty, and I guarantee that after Mr. finishes reading it, he will never look at other antiques."

"Oh? It's not as powerful as you say."

Song Feng asked Li Zheng for a new pair of gloves to wear in his hand, and opened the painting on the spot.

"Oh my God!! It turns out that Qingshan Tuzhen is in your hands, Boss Niu, Boss Niu, you are really a master of opening your eyes and telling nonsense."

"Look at this method, look at this charm, it is definitely the genuine of the genuine."

"Even if you can't do this business, if you're lucky enough to see the Qingshan map, it's not a trip in vain."

Several shopkeepers who gathered around the place let out a shout of exclamation.

The painting unfolded by Song Feng depicts a towering green mountain.

The idea is far-reaching, the penmanship is unique, and it is definitely a rare painting in the eyes of those who know how to do it

of treasures.

"Cut, whatever! It's just a mountain, and it can be called an antique?"

Song Feng's face was full of disgust, and he pointed out the painting with his gloved hand.

Seeing this, Boss Niu's heart jumped out of his heart, and he hurriedly held up Song Feng's hand and said cautiously: "Sir, be careful, this painting can't withstand your touch like this."

Song Feng rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "It is a treasure in your eyes, and in the eyes of me and my young master, it is a piece of rags."

"Young master, do you remember when we visited the Kyoto Museum last year and saw that picture of the river?"

Yuan Lei put down the teacup in his hand, nodded and said, "Of course I remember."

"That's a real antique."

Song Feng said with a big grin: "The picture of the river during the Qingming Festival is really beautiful, the houses on it are tiles, the peddlers are pawns, the small bridges and flowing water, there is everything, you look at this painting, compared with others, no one wants to give it away for nothing."

"The picture of the river during the Qingming Festival was painted in the Song Dynasty, this painting is from the Tang Dynasty, and the time is obviously earlier than others, but there is nothing new at all."

Including Li Zhengnei, several shopkeepers had an urge to vomit blood and hit people.

No one doubts that the Qingming Shanghe map is indeed a treasure among treasures, but this Qingshan map is also not an ordinary product.

Comparing the lively Qingming Riverside Picture with the Qingshan Map, it is simply unreasonable.

At this moment, everyone has the same idea, Song Feng and Yuan Lei are completely two big white dings.

The author of the Qingshan Picture integrates his own thoughts into this painting, and the Qingming Riverside Picture is another idea.

"Young Master, do you think I'm right?"

Song Feng asked with a smug expression.

Yuan Lei also wanted to vomit blood in his heart, so he pretended to take it for granted on his face, and said, "That's right, compared to the Qingming Riverside Picture, this painting should be thrown into the garbage heap, and any kind of broken thing dares to be displayed, and he is not afraid of staining the eyes of Young Master Ben."

The corners of Boss Niu's mouth kept twitching, and his internal organs gave birth to an inextinguishable rage.

If it weren't for the jade pendant in Song Feng's hand, Boss Niu promised to open the bow left and right, and reward himself with ten big slaps.

The treasure of the town store was scolded as garbage, can this be endured?

Next, two more shopkeepers took out their treasures, namely a Tang Sancai galloping horse warrior and a wood-carved Buddha statue.

Every thing that appears can cause the bosses on the scene to exclaim.

Although Li Zheng was disgusted with these people cutting off their beards halfway, he had to say that these shopkeepers did have some ability.

The things in my hand are not ordinary antiques.

The wood carved Buddha statue comes from the Liang Dynasty of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the shape is lifelike, and it has far-reaching historical value.

Galloping Horse Tang Sancai is also not simple.

None of these antiques that shocked Li Zheng were not rare things.

However, in Song Feng's eyes, they all became tattered garbage.