After discussing the details, the three of them hung up the phone.

Pang Huan stood beside the bonfire, the flames emerging from his eyes were more vigorous than the bonfire around him, and after scanning the endless Gobi in the distance, he looked up at the bright moon in the sky, stretched out his right hand, and shook it gently, as if the bright moon was carrying this endless Gobi, and the whole world was in the palm of his hand.

Although he is young and immature, he has an indescribable power at this moment.

"O world, world, get ready for your king!"

On the other side, Gao Yang stood on the beach of the magic capital, holding an iron gun in one hand, the tip of the gun stabbed out along the gaze, pointing directly at the bustling city and the bright lights of the magic capital in the distance, and then swept the gun around, snorted coldly, and rushed into the sea, with endless determination, sharp and unstoppable.

Zhao Jin stood by the window and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and unconsciously appeared in his mind the face that looked even more gentle and handsome than him.

"A gentleman is like a jade, heh, sissy, I'm one step ahead of you, our agreement has begun, you, are you ready......"

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Even if you fall asleep at dawn, you still can't relax.

Early the next morning, after Zhao Jin finished his usual gun practice, he did not ride, but took a taxi with a large bag of "local goods" to the most famous antique street in Xinhai City.

As soon as you enter this Mingde Old Street, you can see a lot of antique dealers, they don't shout, just sit on the ground, those so-called old antiques are also so simply placed on the carpet, the main thing is a simplification, back to the basics, real people do not show their faces.

In fact, you are willing to fight, you are clumsy, and you don't see the fake, then you can only admit it, and you will spend money to learn.

This is the default rule in this industry, don't you see that there are no patrols around this street? None of these stall owners or vendors are fuel-efficient lamps, and none of them are easy to mess with.

In terms of prosperity, although it is not as good as the Pan Jiayuan in Kyoto, the good goods hidden in it are not necessarily less. Due to the geographical location of the coastal port of Guy Xinhai City, many Tufuzi will choose to come here to vomit dirt.

Therefore, this street is also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the water is not deep.

Further inside, the car was not allowed to enter, Zhao Jin got off at the entrance of the street, did not linger, and went straight into the depths of the old street, the so-called "real antiques" on the side of the road, he didn't even take a look.

Suddenly, a person jumped out and stood in front of Zhao Jin, with a courteous face, if it wasn't for Zhao Jin's timely response, he would almost have crashed into it.

"This little brother, please stay!"

This middle-aged man is short in stature, with a thin goatee, and his eyes are small but contain golden light, like a big mouse.

Although those staring eyes were looking at Zhao Jin, those eyes had already drifted towards the big bag that Zhao Jin was carrying behind his back.

"Fuck off, fortunately you're not shouting to Daoyou, please stay, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you, you think you are Shen Gongbao!?"

Slandering in his heart, Zhao Jinli ignored this person, went around directly, and continued to walk.

It's always going to stop you all of a sudden, and there's quite a few on this street. It's not the first time Zhao Jin has come, so he won't fall for this kind of person, no matter what he says, just ignore him.

"Hey, hey, little brother, little brother, don't go, I have something to say to you!"

Seeing that Zhao Jin didn't even pay attention to him, he hurriedly chased forward.

Zhao Jin still ignored him, leaving him alone chattering there, like a noisy fly all the time around Zhao Jin.

"Little brother, let me tell you, you and I are destined, I heard the magpie chirping in the morning, and I knew that I was going to meet a noble person today, this noble person is not someone else, it is you, little brother!"

He should have said this almost like this, but he was very unhappy when he heard Zhao Jin's ears, this was already the second in the past two days.

Another one said that there is fate, I am fate, Nima, how can there be so much fate to say.

"Little brother, don't go so fast, you wait for me, I really have something to tell you, the price I opened must be very high, oops, you slow down."

Although he said that he wanted Zhao Jin to slow down, no matter how Zhao Jin sped up, he followed closely with small steps, and the distance was never widened.

This also let Zhao Jin know that this person is very human and has a bit of kung fu, so he doesn't want to have anything to do with this kind of person, and he is easy to be sold.

Finally, in the noise of this fly's chatter, Zhao Jin came to the destination of this trip.

Zhao Jin raised his head, and what caught his eye was an antique "teahouse", with a grand courtyard, three quaint characters of "Zangbao Zhai" written on it, and a "Wu" flag hanging on the railing on the side.

In addition, on both sides of the gate, there are two one-person-high stone beasts squatting, one Pixiu and one Qilin.

Pixiu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to swallow the wealth of the eight directions, but the unicorn closed his eyes and recuperated, but he was not angry and arrogant.

Staring into their eyes, after a few breaths, the Pixiu seems to come to life, opens its huge mouth, and pounces on you.

And the unicorn, whose eyes were originally closed, also seem to wake up, staring at you directly, as if they want to see you. The expression seemed to say, "Xiaoxiang, you have a little dirty in your heart, can I not see it, uncle?" ”

Zhao Jin looked at Pixiu, who was about to pounce, smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes, opened them again, and the illusion disappeared, but they were still two stone beasts in the town gate, like dead things, Pixiu still opened his mouth, and Qilin still closed his eyes.

Zhao Jin had to stare at these two stone beasts every time he came, originally to exercise his concentration, but now it was not for anything else, just for fun.

These two Zhenmen stone beasts are not vulgar things, and it is not for nothing that this treasure treasure has not caught fire or been stolen for a hundred years.

And Zhao Jin knows that this Pixiu is a yin goods, that is, a tomb beast.

"Little brother, let me tell you, this is a black shop, you will definitely suffer a loss here, it is better to go to the opposite side, the Qing Shui Zhai opposite is famous for its fair price and no deception."

Seeing that Zhao Jin was about to enter the Treasure Zhai, the big mouse finally became anxious, and hurriedly walked in front of Zhao Jin to block Zhao Jin's way.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Zhao Jin turned around and looked at the ancient building opposite. When the middle-aged man saw that there was a play, he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot.

"Little brother, let me tell you, this Qingshuizhai opposite is definitely a conscience shop, you see, everyone who comes out of it, which one doesn't come out with a smile? Absolutely a century-old store, trustworthy! ”

Hearing this person's words, Zhao Jin turned to look at this person and chuckled lightly.

"I remember two months ago, it was still a teahouse, right? A century-old shop, heh! ”

walked straight into the treasure house, leaving a stunned middle-aged man messy in the wind.

"Listen and listen, in this Mingde Old Street, is there any more knowledgeable than my treasure house? You're a fake, and you dare to come to me to test the waters? ”

Walk into the treasure house, there are a large number of antique calligraphy and paintings in the front hall, the most important are the antiquities of the Ming and Qing dynasties, here to find a fake antique, it is really whimsical.

However, the antiques here can no longer attract Zhao Jin's attention, and he is not here to buy antiques.

Listening to the noisy sound in the shop, he was overjoyed and had a lively look.

"You are talking nonsense, I went to Qingshui Zhai opposite you, their price is much higher than yours, I came here for the sake of your century-old store in Treasure Zhai, you are good, say that I am a fake, the big guy came to comment! Can such a good thing be a fake? ”

At this time, there are still many customers in the store, and there are so many people in the morning, you can imagine how good the business of this Wu family treasure house is.

As soon as they heard this person shouting, they all gathered around, but the young man in front of the person had an expression of "I will quietly watch you perform".

"Big guy, give a review! I have a high price to collect on the opposite side of the Jinnong lacquer book, but when I come to this treasure house, he doesn't accept it, I just go, he has to say that I am a fake, I can't bear it, you talk about it, how can this be a fake, if you can't say it, I have to smash your signboard! ”

The fat man kept talking, and the fat on his face kept shaking with his flying saliva.

It's a pity that before this little brother can speak, an old man on the side can't sit still.

"Young man, I think you're in the wrong place!"

"Uncle, what are you talking nonsense here! I am the real handiwork of the real old man of the golden farmer, don't you know the old man of the golden farmer? Qing Dynasty calligrapher and painter, the head of the eight monsters in Yangzhou, he left not many real works, my ancestors handed down this one, worth some money! ”

This fat man doesn't know where he got his confidence, and he looks like you haven't seen the world to that uncle, but you don't know that your uncle will always be your uncle.

The uncle smiled lightly, indifferent to his shouting, and continued to speak slowly.

"Oh, young man, do you look down on the old man? I've seen more calligraphy and painting than you've ever eaten, it's really hard to find such a remote calligraphy and painting for you, it's a pity, it's a pity, your painting is fake. ”

Looking at the old man's determined face, the fat man was a little flustered in his heart, whether it was true or not, he knew in his own heart, and there was no way at the moment, so he could only continue to shout.

"Why do you say that!?"

"Young man, I see that you really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin! Why do I say that, you ask? I'll tell you, old man, because I've seen the real thing, and it's in this store, I'm afraid you're looking for the wrong place, Guan Gong is playing with a big knife in front of him, and you have an axe in front of Lu Ban! ”

As soon as he heard this, the fat man was completely panicked, what's the matter, the painting that person told me definitely can't see that it's fake, and he doesn't even know if there are genuine works in the store, so he specially asked me to find fault, it's stupid 13!

The obese man kept scolding the commander behind the scenes in his heart, but he remained calm on his face.

"Old man, don't talk nonsense, if this is really true, if you have the ability, let him take it out and take a look, and give the big guy a review to see who is real!"

Seeing that the fat man still didn't admit defeat, the old man no longer planned to save face for him, and reached out to pick up a cup of tea on the cabinet next to him, but he was preempted by a young hand.

When I looked up, it was Wu Mofei, the small boss of the Wu family's treasure house.

"Master Lu, I'll come."

Uncle Lu looked at Wu Mofei's firm eyes, and he was very relieved in his heart, feeling that there was a successor to the Wu family.