Chang Xian put down his backpack, opened the zipper, and saw a pile of banknotes inside.

He has no choice, the capital is not thick, and he can only use the impact of cash to increase his competitiveness.

After all, the number of 120,000 and ten stacks of thick banknotes are not the same, but the competitiveness is still quite strong.

Idle speech is not without loopholes.

Since the thirties, Pu Ru has enjoyed a good reputation, famous in the art world, and was publicly recommended as "the first person in the landscape of Beizong", the price of his works has been high, and the annual transaction price of his works is not a secret.

In 1958, he created a huge eight-foot painting on whole paper, "Bishan Yaoputu", which sold for 6.05 million yuan this year, with an average of about 200,000 square feet.

Because the one at hand is a semi-finished product, it should not reach 200,000, but the four-foot square has four square feet, and 500,000 must be there.

The calligraphy scroll is a full 12 square feet, even if the name of Pu Ru's calligraphy is covered by the name of the painting, the price is low, but it must be more than 100,000 yuan, plus the addition of the old Wang Sun Xianzhang and the long and accumulated celebrity inscriptions, 1.5 million will definitely not be able to beat, so that the market price of the two paintings and calligraphy will stand at a high level of two million.

Therefore, it is said that fools are stupid, Xiao Dazi is a prophecy, and if he puts it in Shenyang Dao, those shopkeepers can really give 500,000 if they are not in order.

But Xiao Dazi's problem is even greater, his professional field is still a little far away from the antique shop, he doesn't know that the objects he has in hand are worth more than two million, and after all, things have the hard wounds of not coming from the right way, how dare he spend this time, grinding one by one, to fight for the profit margin that I don't know if it is 20,000 or how much?

Especially when the shopkeeper Cao got it, it was hard to say whether he could enter the door, and what did he say about the Nanyingmen Police Station, his heart was really empty!

What goes to the mouth is food, and what goes into the pocket is money!

Xiao Dazi is also a ruthless person, and glanced at the banknotes in his backpack fiercely: "Which is 100,000, obviously 100,000 is 500!"

He smacked on the ground again: "The thing belongs to you, you should make a fortune, you don't blush!"

Chang Xian hehehe, but I admire this little bastard a little, and he knows the trade-off in front of interests: "Heh! Dude's eyes are fast enough, and you can see it if you spend 500 to buy a table lamp? Don't worry, there is an ATM there, I will take another five hundred, how can I ask you to help me pay for that lamp?"

The money and goods were cleared, and Ma Xiaoda disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

Chang Xian sped up his pace and merged into the flow of people, and as soon as he was delayed in these two times, the flow of people buying and selling in the ghost market was more visible, and he raised his hand and looked at his mobile phone, and before he knew it, it was half past two o'clock. The night was getting heavier, and the fog seemed to be lighter.

I felt the spiritual sense, the baby is much more obvious than before, but Chang Xian tonight is full of harvest, there is a saying that in the middle of the day, the moon is full and the loss is lost, the cheap can not be taken up, just enough is good, so just took 5,000 yuan to the body, and I was not ready to receive it again.

It's a little late at this point, there are people in the good realm, and there are hundreds of stalls in the distance, looking all the way forward, and quickly walking to the intersection with Changde Road, but in front of the intersection lights, there is a man in his forties standing.

The light blue shirt looked very silky in the dim light, and the face was a little blurry when it was not close, but I felt that Gu Panjian's eyes were burning, and it was very energetic.

The man's shape was a little peculiar, with a large briefcase in cowhide on his left shoulder and his chin in his right hand, and he maintained such a chic shape for a while.

This is a specific pose that can only be seen occasionally in the ghost market.

If there is any specific demand, you can pose such a shape at the eye of the ghost market, which is a bit of on-site bidding.

However, in the past, it was used to put a blanket for money on the left shoulder, but now no one uses a loop, so it is replaced by a wallet and briefcase.

Sure enough, after a while, a number of eyes turned around, and a vendor stood up and walked up to greet him: "Big brother (Jinmen dialect, used to call men big brother, women sister, has nothing to do with the age gap of the other party), do you want to catch some?"

"The elders in the family have a big birthday, and they want to find something good for the occasion." When the man saw someone talking, he hurriedly returned his hands to their normal state.

"There are things, all in good condition, absolutely supreme (referring to authentic antiques, with the meaning of reliable), but the price can be high!"

"The price of the goods is high, see you first!"

As he spoke, the two walked to the stall one after the other.

Chang Xian tightened his package, and along the way, the flow of people on Linxi Road seemed to be a little sparse.

His eyes were fixed on the movement of the man under the lamp, and it was not long before he saw the man come over with a little disappointment.

"This boss, the object just now is not suitable?"

The man still had a little hesitation on his face, seeing that Chang Xian was speaking Mandarin, and the taste of Jinmen in his mouth was less: "It's not inappropriate, but I always feel that it's a little bit worse." How can you say it, after all, it's an old man's birthday, right?"

Well, it means that he thinks it's okay, but it's a bit chicken, and it's estimated that it will be difficult to win the favor of the old man.

"Please move, go to the front and take a look at my things, my thing is enough for the former six chiefs, and the birthday of the feudal officials."

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

The man's eyes lit up, and his voice was a little eager.

As soon as he looked at him before, Chang Xian smelled the smell of the subsystem on this person's body.

Visiting the ghost market is still so meticulous in dress, carrying a briefcase, posing with a look and obvious out of place arrogance, besides, who is so fucked up, if the birthday is approaching, hurriedly run to the ghost market to find objects?

Eight or nine are not far from ten, just hurry up to pay tribute!

As soon as these few words explored the way, Chang Xian was even more sure of his guess, this Bodhisattva who wanted to pay tribute was not small, and he couldn't stand this master if the knife was blunt.

"Look at you are an old man in the industry, it's not that an expert can't do your action, the so-called connoisseur of goods selling, if it's a mallet, Sensei said to him, I feel a loss when I give him a look, I have a blessing and longevity ......"

"Fu Lu Shou?"

As soon as he heard the name, it was appropriate for the situation, and the man was more energetic.

The so-called Fu Lu Shou, many things have this saying, Hetian jade, jade, bloodstone or something, it is said that there are three solid colors on an object, red, green and white are called Fu Lu Shou, red, yellow and black are called Liu Guanzhang, and other colors also have good color, called Sanyang Kaitai.

"Serious eight hundred Hetian Yu Fu Lu Shou, this is the object at the bottom of my box, you can reward me a few more ......"

The more eager, the more leisurely, with him through three steps and two steps of the vendors and the slowly increasing crowd, there is a slip of idle talk, a slick slipped to the mouth of Shenyang Road and Linxi Road, the opposite is the former residence of the great traitor Wang Yitang in North China, in the dim night with a faint outline, like an open mouth.

"Just leave it here, no one is robbing here. Here, I'll give you a hand. “

The two spread the rain cloth, found a few broken bricks to press around, and began to dig things out.

His objects are few, only eight or nine in total, put a small lamp with a faint light, put a small jade plate on the cloth and signal the person to take it himself, this is also the rule, the object is not in hand, otherwise if it is not connected, who will it be?

He handed over a flashlight, "This will not work, you are in a hurry, the guy didn't bring everything, you use my ......"