"The warm-up is over!"

"It's time for the show."

Liu Li came out of Shoupingzhai, stretched his waist, and said to the water friends in the live broadcast room.

At this point,

The popularity of the live broadcast room, unconsciously, is about to catch up with the usual funeral-related videos,

It's just that it's almost meaningless than the first funeral live broadcast.

As soon as Liu Li's words came out, the live broadcast room immediately became agitated:

[There is no doubt that Verli has been identified. 】

[I thought it was the beginning, but I never thought it was the peak. 】

[Sour grapes in front, as soon as Sister Liuli came out of the horse, 1300 times the profit, she asked if she was convinced? ] 】

[I've already knelt, don't say it's the beginning of the show, Sister Liuli just said that the moon is square, and I have to hesitate for a while.] 】

[Hurry up, I want to see the leak, it's too exciting, Thai pants are spicy......]

Liu Li smiled, regardless of the water friends in the live broadcast room, squinted his eyes and began to look at this section of the street outside Shoupingzhai.

The liveliness here is obviously more than the part where she missed the "big black pick", no wonder there are several shops nearby.

With the urine nature of the "Bai family" people,

The rent of these shops is specified to be dead expensive, and if the business is not good, don't sell antiques, sell blood.

"Tsk~"

Liu Li glanced at it, and looked at it, as if there was a steamer in front of him to open the lid, and all kinds of white gas were steaming, and there was a vast area. Leak, it's really not easy to pick up.

Liu Li pursed her lips, a little disappointed.

It's not that she doesn't see a little value, it's just that the wisps of different breaths are mixed in the vast white gas, all of which are so inconspicuous, and the value is limited at first glance.

Even the value of the big black pick can't be compared.

Liu Li is already a little thinking about moving to other battlefields

At this moment,

A scene not far away caught her attention.

"This is an old house that I just dug up, and everything was collected from the countryside, good things."

At a short distance, a dusty little old man was opening a blue bag, spreading it out to the bottom, and talking while foaming at the mouth.

In front of him,

An old man dressed in a scroll, dressed in a tunic and wearing old-fashioned plate glasses, was listening to the stall owner with relish.

"Hey, why does that sound familiar?"

Liu Li muttered.

By the way, I glanced at the live broadcast room.

[I'm not familiar with it, it's almost the same word that you missed before.] 】

[The previous one must not have visited the antique street much, and nine out of ten people set up stalls in that place. 】

[Wow, among Sister Liuli's fans, there are actually connoisseurs, the front, have you ever picked up the leak? ] 】

[This is really not, I also heard that there was an anchor who picked up the leak in the live broadcast, and I really picked it up, so I came over to take a look. 】

Liu Li didn't see any targets worth starting with anyway, so she simply swayed while chatting in the live broadcast room:

"Everyone saw the old man in front of you, right?"

"I don't look at people, and I don't have to listen to him, I mean his baggage."

Liu Li deliberately aimed the camera at the blue burden that was spread out.

Burden?

What's wrong with the baggage?

Fans in the live broadcast room just expressed their doubts,

The answer comes out on its own.

Under Liu Li's lens,

The little old man opened the burden directly on the ground, and after a little tidying up, a stall appeared.

"It's called Baggage Fasting."

Liu Li approached the past, "It's an old tradition, where did people pay so much attention to it in the past, those who could open shops and have fixed stalls were not ordinary people."

"So there are a lot of people who come to the ghost market with a burden, the backpack is it, and the stall is also it."

Liu Li finished speaking

Later, the live broadcast room was full of sycophants, and a vote to compliment Sister Liuli just knew more.

Liu Li accepted it all, not caring about every word she just said, it was spontaneously, just now, that it came out of her mind when she saw the blue baggage.

In the eyes of the merry, it is all-encompassing, not only limited to the antiques themselves.

At this moment, she was already close, and the conversation between the little old man who was setting up the stall and the bookish old man floated over clearly.

"Brother, you look like a reader, with a belly of ink, unlike me, who is coarse and can't read a basket of big words."

"I can't call it undeniable, I was a Chinese teacher at Modu No. 4 Middle School before I retired."

"I'll just say, how do you say the old saying, the reader is angry, and the one is gorgeous."

"What you said, shouldn't it be that you have poetry and books in your belly?"

"Yes, yes, that's it, isn't it just cultured, usually writing big characters? If you look at a cultured person like you, you must be able to write well with a brush, right?"

"Average."

"Then I have a good thing here, I just received it, and I should have a fate with my brother, or you can take a look, and say that it was brought over by a scholar who went to the mountains and went to the countryside before......

The little old man looked left and right as he spoke, his eyes still swept over Liu Li, but he didn't care.

He took out a rectangular thing wrapped in a thin cloth from his arms, heavy, and carefully placed it on the stall, and then uncovered the cloth layer by layer, revealing a quaint inkstone inside.

"This is Duan Yan!"

Xiao Lao'er's voice was low, if Liu Li hadn't been a little closer, it would not be easy to hear.

Before she could react, the live broadcast room was boiling first.

[Duan inkstone? One of the four legendary inkstones? Liuli is going to pass, I want to see what I want to see. 】

[Tell me that it's not a person, the stall owner's words, and you're familiar with the swollen fat thing? 】

[I just came, I don't understand the situation, why hasn't the anchor gone up yet? ] This stall has just been set up, and no one has missed it, so maybe there is something good. 】

[It's not like it's fake, if it weren't for the fact that this retired teacher is literate and can write calligraphy, this stall owner wouldn't have taken out this treasure, you can rush! ] 】

[Isn't the previous one stupid? The atmosphere is all set up there, and the stall owner just said to a dog that it can write big characters, and the dog will nod for the sake of face, okay? 】

[Retired Chinese teacher from Modu No. 4 Middle School was killed. 】

[Who knows if it's really the Chinese teacher of the fourth middle school in the magic capital, in this Jinshan ghost market, in addition to the money you spent, I don't know what else is true? 】

[Don't believe it in front, that's really the Chinese teacher of No. 4 Middle School, I used to be spot-checked by him every day, and I was trembling when I saw others......]

Liu Li neither listened to the netizens' rush up, nor did she leave, and said with a smile:

"Duan inkstone, one of the four famous inkstones in China, is as famous as Tao inkstone, She inkstone, and Chengni inkstone. It was produced in Duanzhou in the early Tang Dynasty, so it is called Duanyan, and it has a history of more than 1,300 years."

There is no doubt that every word and punctuation mark on it just came out of Liu Li's mind when the stall owner mentioned the word "Duan Yan", and its nature is similar to Baidu.

When she spoke, the retired teacher picked up the "inkstone" and rubbed it carefully in his hand, his face was happy, and the stall owner said "warm", he nodded a "run", said "delicate", he should be a "fine", said "good texture", he promised a "presser".

Liu Li glanced at Duan Yan, his gaze moved up an inch, looking at the white gas of the last wisp of green smoke on the faint cigarette that seemed to have been extinguished, and shook his head slightly.

She glanced at the live broadcast screen again, and saw the barrage of her Chinese teacher's "trembling", and the corners of her mouth curled:

"The netizen who was trembling just now is still not there?"

"Do you have your teacher's contact information?"

"If there is, let's watch a lively show, and by the way, we will also avenge you......