Zhang went to look at the stalls one by one, most of those stall owners will not take the initiative to talk, let you look at it casually, only customers will give a simple answer when they ask, if there are a few more nonsense, simply ignore you, a stinky fart you like to buy or not, and the attitude of those vendors in Panjiayuan is completely different. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It is no wonder that the genuine products circulating on the market are becoming more and more scarce, these Yin artifacts stolen from the ancient tombs are genuine antiques, although the way is not right, but there are still many people rushing to take it back and collect it for a few years, and then sell it is several times the profit, if there is a way to bring it abroad, it is not impossible to make ten times the profit of a hundred times.

Zhang went to visit most of the stalls, not to mention the magic weapons unearthed from the feng shui treasure cave, not even a single brake, but saw several half-brakes, the so-called half-brakes were infected by the evil qi, but they have not yet reached the standard of the brakes.

Although the semi-brake is not as fierce as the brake, it is still enough to cause harm to the human body. Zhang Shenstick wants to "eliminate disasters" for those stall owners who sell half-brakes for free, but people may not be willing to give you those brakes. As for spending money to buy those half-evil weapons to help others "eliminate disasters", Zhang Quyi asked himself if he couldn't reach the level of a saint.

What's more, these people robbed tombs to make money from the dead, and what they did was to damage Yin morality, and they have been contaminated with Yin Qi for many years.

At this time, Zhang went through a stall and was about to move to the next one, when he suddenly felt that the light in front of him dimmed, and the dim light cast a huge figure on the ground.

Zhang Qu raised his eyes and looked at it, his sword eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly, and he saw a huge guy standing less than two meters on the opposite side, with a red beard and blue eyes, deep eyes and a high nose, and he turned out to be a foreigner. This guy is as strong as a beast, and he is still wearing a T-shirt in this cold weather, and his arm muscles are bulging one by one, which is very visually striking.

This is not the main thing, the key is that this guy's breathing is very heavy, his eyes are full of bloodthirsty light, and his blood is surging, like a volcano that will erupt at any time, and everyone passing by next to him subconsciously stays away.

"Hey, hey!" the gringo grinned at Zhang, revealing two rows of white teeth.

The faces of the two men in black standing behind the gringo changed slightly, and at the same time they reached forward and pressed the gringo's shoulder, and the other hand was behind his waist through the pocket. The gringo's surging blood calmed down unwillingly, let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction, and passed by Zhang Qu with his head tilted.

Zhang Quyi's sense swept over, and found that the two black-clothed men had two guns in their pockets, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face, this gringo was very strong, and he was full of murderous energy, if he fought with his life, I am afraid that Chen Xuanfeng's level was not his opponent. If the gringo really wanted to resist, the two men in black with guns couldn't restrain him.

Although Zhang Quyi was very curious, he was not a nosy person, and continued to hang out.

"Huh!" Zhang Quyi suddenly sighed softly, and walked to an inconspicuous booth and stood still.

There were not many items on the stall, only a few of them, four badly rusted arrowheads, and a scroll that resembled calligraphy and painting. Maybe it's because of this that there aren't many people who come to see, and even if there are, they just pick up the scroll and spread it out, and after asking the price, they all put it down and leave, as for the few seriously corroded arrowheads, they don't even bother to look at it.

Zhang Quyi squatted down in front of the stall, picked up an arrow and flipped it, feeling the fierce aura emanating from it. That's right, this same arrow is a braking weapon, and it is also the most ferocious weapon of the braking weapon.

"Dude, which dynasty are these arrows from?" Zhang asked.

The stall owner is a young man in his twenties, with a shaved head, a Chinese character, an unusually calm look, his lips pursed into a cold line, and his hands are always in his sleeves.

"At least it's the Tang Dynasty!" The young man said lightly, these arrows are too badly corroded, and they really have no collection value, so there are not many people who are interested, maybe Zhang Quyi is the first to ask, the young man couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at it, his face changed instantly, and his originally calm eyes flashed with a hint of anger.

Zhang Quyi's six senses are so keen, he immediately noticed the hostility of the young stall owner, and couldn't help frowning, a very unfamiliar face, he obviously hadn't seen it, why did he suddenly have hostility?

Zhang put down the arrow and asked quietly, "How much is it?"

At the same time, he scanned the past with his divine sense, and sure enough, he found a copper coin exuding the spirit of good fortune on the young man's neck, no wonder this thing was fine with four weapons, it turned out to have a magic weapon to protect himself. And the breath of that copper coin is very familiar, it should be formed by the master of physiognomy for many years.

"Pack, not only sell, but also this!" the young man said lightly, pointing to the scroll of calligraphy and painting.

Zhang went to pick up the scroll of calligraphy and painting and opened it, only to see that a butterfly flower picture was drawn on it, and the first word "Butterfly Love Flower" was also inscribed next to it, the font was thin and powerful, everyone's breath came to the face, and there were a lot of seals on it, which looked like that.

Zhang Quyi didn't know anything about calligraphy and painting, and he didn't even recognize any of the words of those seals, so he frowned and asked, "Whose masterpiece?"

The young man did not hide the disdain in his eyes, and said: "Song Huizong Zhao Ji!"

The day before yesterday, I told Jiang Ying to get a calligraphy and painting of Song Huizong to give to her grandfather for his birthday, and immediately asked, "How much does it cost?"

"Five million, don't sell a penny less!"

Zhang Quyi rolled his eyes, and finally understood that the person in front of him flashed immediately after asking the price. It's not because the price of five million is high, but it's too low, if it's the authentic work of Song Huizong, let alone five million, the asking price of 10 million is not too high, before Song Huizong's calligraphy work "Thousand Characters Text" was auctioned at a sky-high price of 140 million.

As the so-called good goods are not cheap, cheap is not good, and since ancient times, celebrity calligraphy and painting are the hardest hit areas of cottages, and the level of some temporary recruitment masters even exceeds the original author, coupled with various modern clever old methods, no matter how famous you are, the appraiser may be folded on it, so many appraisers are reluctant to take over the work of calligraphy and painting identification, and it is easy to beat the eyes and lose the night.

"Fatty, come here and give you a palm, it's time for you to show off your skills. Zhang Quyi beckoned to Qian Dai, who was passing not far away.

The fat man immediately ran over and said with a smile: "Brother, what is a good thing?

When this thing saw the scroll in Zhang Qu's hand, he instantly wilted.

PS: I'm sorry, the update is late, the second update is before 24 o'clock.