Feng Yao and Fang Ziwei turned their heads and ran away, and the bowl naturally went into Song Qingyun's hands. Running not far away, Feng Yao looked at Fang Ziwei and smiled, stretched out his hand and put his hand on her shoulder, "Okay, little sister!" You're very flexible, just as smart as your sister! ”

Fang Ziwei was very happy, and when she called her sister, she couldn't help but pout, "We don't have to be the oldest, why are you a sister?" ”

"Really?" Feng Yao smiled evilly, reached out and pulled Fang Ziwei's collar closer, and looked inside, "Let me see, who is the big of us?" ”

"Hey! What are you doing! ”

……

Seeing Song Qingyun pick up the big bowl in front of him, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Because the middle-aged man just now, whether it is from the gesture of holding the antique, or the position of the antique with a flashlight, he is very proficient, and he is quite experienced at a glance.

Now that Fang Ziwei and Feng Yao have made such a fuss, the antiques have arrived in Song Qingyun's hands, Chen Yang is finally relieved, so he squatted in front of the stall and looked at the ancient coins that were messed up by Feng Yao.

"Alas," the middle-aged man saw that he had been studying the antiques for a long time, and they were held in the hands of others, and he was extremely reluctant, pointing at Song Qingyun and saying to the stall owner, "Boss, I kept looking at this bowl just now, and I was so stirred up by that girl, so I put it down, and now I should continue to look at it, right?" ”

"Then there's nothing I can do!" The stall owner doesn't care about this kind of thing, "Who let you watch here for more than half an hour, and you didn't make up your mind." ”

"Antiques are like this, once you put them down and are picked up, then you can only watch from the side!"

"This ......" The middle-aged man glanced at Song Qingyun, turned his head to the stall owner and said, "In this way, didn't you just say that this bowl is 500 yuan, and now I want it!" ”

The stall owner gave him a blank look, "Then don't ask me, you ask this gentleman, the things are in the hands of others, and they have the final say!" ”

"This gentleman, you see this thing I have been looking at just now, and now I am willing to pay 500 yuan to buy him, ...... you" The middle-aged man had no choice but to turn his head to Song Qingyun and asked.

Song Qingyun smiled in his heart, the best Ming Xuande blue and white lotus seed bowl, a fool will give it to you.

Song Qingyun didn't look at the middle-aged man at all, "Do you understand the rules of the antique shop?" Now I'm watching, if you want it, just wait for me to put it down! ”

After listening to Song Qingyun, the middle-aged man could only watch helplessly from the side, wanting to wait for Song Qingyun to put it down.

Taking advantage of Song Qingyun's efforts to look at the bowl, Chen Yang squatted on the ground and looked at the stall owner's ancient coins, one of which attracted Chen Yang's note

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