"Ah Tang, what's wrong with you?" After arriving at the residence, Song Yi saw that something was wrong with Fang Zongtang, and hurriedly asked.

Fang Zongtang frowned slightly, raised a finger, and stopped Song Yi from speaking.

"Don't make a noise, I'm thinking about things."

Song Yi hurriedly motioned to Huang Lin and Ma Can to speak quietly.

After a break of more than two hours, it was dark.

"Brother Zongtang, do you want to go shopping on Duobao Street?" After eating, Huang Lin immediately asked.

As soon as Fang Zongtang heard the name of Duobao Street, he immediately became interested.

"Okay."

Song Yi went out to meet his friends in Shenzhen just now, Huang Lin left him a note, and the three of them went out.

Duobao Street is similar to the original pigeon market, with many stalls selling antiques.

There are shops, and there are also small stalls.

A little more stalls.

Fang Zongtang walked while telling them about Xiaoliuyuan.

"Since the incident of beating Chen Zhen and them, Xiaoliyuan has never been opened!"

Speaking of Chen Zhen, Huang Lin and Ma Can sighed again.

He didn't do anything to be sorry for Brother Zongtang, so they stopped scolding him.

After leaving Brother Zongtang's protection, who is not struggling to have the current life!

They are very fortunate that they have kept the rules of Lao Xingtang.

In order to visit Duobao Street conveniently, they bought a house not far from Duobao Street.

Soon to get to the place.

It's like going to a market, and all the stalls are set up in the streets.

When she arrived at Duobao Street, she finally had a kind of intimacy.

The entry-level lid jar of the Republic of China, the peony flowers bloom rich and noble!

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the porcelain of the folk kiln was piled together like pots and pans, which is not unusual!

There are also a lot of eye-catching goods, interspersed in them, and it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. It's like a hundred flowers, it all depends on whether you pick the trumpet flower or the peony peony!

"Brother Zongtang, do you have a fancy?"

After walking more than ten meters, she was all watching others trade.

Five yuan and ten yuan bought a pair of Republic of China lid cans, and there were also 100 yuan happily took away eye-catching goods.

She hasn't seen a fate yet.

"No, keep looking!"

Huang Lin and Ma Can: I understand, I haven't seen anything good until now!

After walking a few more steps, I suddenly heard a few people behind me muttering while walking in a hurry: "There are things from the Western Zhou Dynasty in the southwest corner, hurry up and take a look, they are all good things that you can't find." ”

She has good ears and hears.

Immediately followed behind the two.

Huang Lin and Ma Can didn't ask, and they followed without saying a word.

When they arrived, the southwest corner was already full of people.

"Brother Zongtang, there are too many people, should we squeeze it?" Huang Lin always remembered what Fang Zongtang said.

Some of the excitement can be made up, and some of the excitement is specially reserved for people to pick up the leaks.

Fang Zongtang looked at it for two seconds and shook his head.

"Take a look around the neighborhood!"

Since ancient times, there have been legends that treasures are born, and they are guarded by fierce beasts or mythical beasts.

It's all in this place, and the fierce beasts and divine beasts must not have them.

But~

Everyone went around to see the Western Zhou, and the treasures around them, in their eyes, became worthless lumps.

Other stall owners must be in a hurry~

At this time, isn't it easy to bargain?

"Why are there still flatbread sellers?" Ma Can likes to eat leeks, and the taste of leek cakes is so sharp that he immediately smells it.

Huang Lin and Ma Can came to Duobao Street before, but they didn't meet the cake sellers, but today it was a coincidence.

Obviously, not long after he had just eaten, Fang Zongtang actually felt that there was something short in his hand.

Just a leek cake is missing!

"Let's go, buy one!"

She led the way.

Huang Lin and Ma Can glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

It was an old couple in their fifties and sixties.

After seeing them coming, he immediately enthusiastically peddled leek cakes.

(End of chapter)