Afternoon.

Su Wen came to the antique market in Linhai City.

Although Linhai City is not a first-line or a famous historical place, you can still feel a strong historical atmosphere in the antique street.

The antique street is several hundred meters long.

There are shops on both sides, and in front of the shops, there are large and small stalls.

After coming here.

In the live broadcast room, it is gradually becoming lively.

"Where is the anchor?"

"A live broadcast in the morning sent all the audience in, and it seems that the anchor is still self-aware!"

"Haha, the anchor is in the antique market?"

"No, anchor, you're going to pick up the leak!?"

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room.

Su Wen shook his head helplessly, before starting the live broadcast.

He's already going around the antiques market.

But.

The antique market here was too different from what he expected.

Today, there are very few really valuable old objects in the antique market.

Even if it's some discerning people.

It's not easy to pick up a slice in the antique market.

After Su Wen wandered around inside, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, the objects placed by the stall owners.

The oldest is just over 60 years old.

It is a modern imitation, and it is worth fifty or sixty yuan at most.

Moreover, the stall owners of these antiques are not ambiguous at all, and it is possible to move tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.

However, this price seems to be high.

But it is true that there will be unjust people who come with the psychology of picking up leaks.

These stall owners seem to have not opened for several days, but once they do, it will be enough for them to live for half a year.

"Little brother, come and take a look at my no, just unearthed good thing!"

After Su Wen walked to the end of the antique street, he was slightly disappointed in his heart, but at this moment, a voice sounded in his ears.

Let him subconsciously glance back.

He was stopped by a middle-aged man, and in front of him, a stall was placed.

Moreover, it is located in the outermost part of the antique market.

Just by glancing, Su Wen got a message that this stall owner has not set up a stall here all year round.

Otherwise, you wouldn't even have your own stall.

As for why he came here suddenly, Su Wen also thought in his heart, probably because he suddenly got some antiques.

You want to sell it at a good price at the antique market.

Su Wen stopped and walked towards his stall, under which was a gray cloth with copperware, porcelain, and other small objects.

There's nothing good on it.

At first glance, they are basically some modern imitations.

Although it has been disposed of, with Su Wen's current level, it is not difficult to distinguish it.

However, on the stalls.

There was a fragment of bricks and tiles that attracted Su Wen's attention.

The green tile bricks are carved with peculiar patterns, although they are only fragments, but Su Wen can still feel the bricks.

Maybe better than everything here.

The years add up!

If he was not mistaken, it seemed that this thing had just been unearthed.

So it seems.

There should be a large tomb in the place of this broken brick.

Come to think of it.

Su Wen quietly withdrew his gaze from the tiles and looked at the other items on the stall again.

"How do you sell this?"

Su Wen pointed to a porcelain bowl on the stall.

The year is about the Qing Dynasty, the individual is quite complete, and if you take it out and sell it, the price is about 500-2000 yuan.

This is also on this small stall.

One of the most valuable and oldest objects.

"Little brother is really good-eyed, you can see at a glance that I am a thing at the end of the Ming Dynasty, so let's do it, little brother, 50,000, you give me 50,000, you take this thing!"

Seeing this, the stall owner immediately said with a smile.

Yu Guang was also looking at Su Wen, it was very simple, Su Wen knew that he avoided green tile bricks, and the stall owner would naturally capture what the seller liked.

Once pinched by him.

Slaughtered, that's for sure.

Su Wen shook his head and said, "The most valuable thing in your stall is such an object, and it is still a thing from the Qing Dynasty, and the market price is about 1,000 yuan, and 50,000 yuan is a bit expensive." ”

He is not a man who has been in the antique market all year round.

I don't know a lot about some professional trading terms, or how to bargain.

But this statement is indeed true.

Therefore, when the stall owner saw through his small stall at a glance, the stall owner suddenly understood in his heart that this was a person who knew the goods.

If you continue to bargain like this, you will lose more than you gain.

"One thousand yuan, little brother, give me one thousand and five, you can take this thing away!"

The stall owner thought for a moment and gave a fair price.

However, Su Wen's goal was not this porcelain.

It was the origin of the fragments of the green tile bricks, so he said: "The price is right, but I don't think you often come here to sell things, where did these things come from?" ”

There is a rule in the antique market that buyers don't ask where they come from.

And after hearing this, the stall owner was a little speechless, which further confirmed Su Wen's thoughts.

I don't know when anything else will come out.

However, this piece of green tile bricks has definitely just been unearthed!

"Uncle, reselling cultural relics is illegal, and you don't want the police to find you, right?"

Su Wen said with a smile.

The stall owner is a novice at first glance, where do he know so many rules.

As soon as I heard about the resale of cultural relics, the police were scolded.

Immediately, I was a little panicked.

"Little brother, this thing is not mine, it was given to me by someone else"

The stall owner hesitated for a long time,

I slowly told the origin of these things.

It turned out that when the stall owner came home the night before, he met a group of people digging something.

I just happened to be bumped into by him.

Even if he hadn't seen the tomb robbers, he could tell just by what the group was carrying.

Originally, the stall owner was thinking of calling the police.

However, under the repeated coercion and temptation of the group, he accepted these things and dismissed the idea of calling the police.

After getting the message.

Su Wen nodded, since this porcelain bowl was given by the tomb robbers, naturally he couldn't ask for it.

"You have these things, except for this porcelain bowl, there is nothing valuable, I suggest that you hand over this porcelain bowl to the relevant departments, I can't accept it from the tomb robbers, but I can give five hundred for this piece of tile and brick fragments."

Suven continued.

The stall owner nodded and said, "Thank you, little brother, I'll go right away." ”

Naturally, the fragments of green tile bricks are not worth five hundred.

Even if it is old, the brick fragments are tile bricks after all.

The reason why Su Wen bid five hundred to buy it.

First, the stall owner is more honest, and he should have been threatened by that group of tomb robbers.

Second, the news of the source of the blue tile brick fragments is definitely worth five hundred yuan!

After paying the money.

Su Wen prepared to go to the address mentioned by the stall owner.

And in front of a stall at the antique market.

There were two crooked nuts standing, looking at Su Wen from time to time!

(End of chapter)