When he got up in the morning, Cheng Ming hurriedly went to take out the handle of the dagger that he had put in his pocket yesterday, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, he also planned to throw away this knife handle, but because he was afraid of leaving clues, he put it in his pocket, ready to deal with it when he came back, but he didn't expect it to be a spiritual object, which made him happy and very happy.

Looking at the 0.5 more psionic energy on the panel in an instant, Cheng Ming was a little distressed while being happy: "Hey, I don't know when I will be able to pay off the debt!"

After a long sigh, Cheng Ming cheered up and walked out of the bedroom, because there was still an important thing to do today.

Huaijing Antique City has an antique market every Saturday and Sunday, at this time, antique dealers from all over the country and the surrounding areas will come to set up stalls, including some antique boutiques, which all attract many collectors to come.

Big names in the antique industry such as Liu Jiaxiang and Xu Yingshan are also frequent visitors to this bazaar. Moreover, it is said that they have missed several pieces of national treasure-level cultural relics alone.

Of course, people will definitely not say the real situation, but there is a saying that there is no wind and no waves, and many people think that this is true.

Cheng Ming didn't have much interest in antiques before, and he didn't understand it, so he didn't pay attention to the antique bazaar, but now it's different, even if he doesn't have the ability to find spiritual objects for the time being, but in order to make money, he has to go there.

Therefore, after breakfast, Cheng Ming said goodbye to his parents on the pretext of going to the bookstore to buy books, and walked to the antique city. Of course, he was still simple and easy on the way, after all, his plan had not been successfully implemented, and he would not be sloppy where he should be careful.

Half an hour later, he came to the entrance of the antique city, and although he was late, the crowd was still endless. I saw that the thousand-meter-long ancient street in the antique city was full of stalls from traders from all over the world, and the collectors were also in groups, or squatting to carefully appreciate the objects, or blushing and bargaining with the stall owners, and some people stood by to watch the excitement.

In such an atmosphere, Cheng Ming immediately cheered up and prepared to walk towards the antique city, but at this time, he suddenly noticed that the intersection next to him was crowded with people, and there were voices from time to time inside.

When I walked there, it turned out to be a farmer-like seller introducing the things in his hand, and I saw that it was a horse-shaped thing, said to be made of jade, and there was a lot of mud on it, saying that it had just been dug out of such and such a place.

In order to show that the treasure is good, the seller first burned it with fire, and then scratched it with a stone...... After trying various methods, the people around me were stunned.

At this time, a person came out of the crowd, saying that he had taken a fancy to Yuma, and the two sides bargained. In the end, the seller said that the minimum was 5,000 yuan, and the buyer only symbolically returned the counteroffer, so he bought the jade horse, and said with some regret that he did not have enough money, otherwise he also bought the jade cow on the plastic paper on the ground.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Ming laughed secretly in his heart, even if he is a middle school student, he can see that this is a bureau, not to mention anything else, the Tang Kingdom is very strict in the management of unearthed cultural relics, if the thing is real, and it is found out soon, the seller will definitely go to jail because of this.

In this case, it is unlikely that this thing is genuine, and as for the current buyer, it must also be the other party's trust, just to lure others into being fooled.

"It's really stupid, such an old-fashioned method dares to be used. Cheng Ming smiled, not only him, but also the smiles in the eyes of many onlookers, knowing that they also recognized this as a scam.

After watching it for a while, seeing that no one more stupid jumped out, Cheng Ming felt bored, so he turned around and prepared to leave, but to his surprise, there was really a young man in his twenties who suddenly stood up from the crowd and said that he wanted to buy the jade cow.

Originally, the seller thought that this game was estimated to be impossible to deceive, and he planned to pack up his things and change places, but there was a fish on the bait, and he was so happy that his heart blossomed. He also knew that he would accept it when he saw it, so he sold it to the young man at the price just now, and then turned around and left.

The young man thought that he had picked up a big bargain, and he also took his things and walked happily to the antique city.

Cheng Ming smiled and shook his head, there is really no stupidest in these years, only more stupid, as long as people are greedy, this IQ will drop geometrically, and he will have to remember in the future, no matter when, he must have a clear mind.

Then, Cheng Ming walked into the antique city to join the ranks of the Taobao army, but maybe because he came late or was unlucky, he only found a pen holder for 1,000 yuan after sweating profusely.

Although the market value of this pen holder can be twenty or thirty thousand, if it is sold to the store, unless you meet someone you like, the price will definitely be two or three percent lower.

Thinking that thousands of dollars were earned by buyers, Cheng Ming felt uncomfortable, the treasures he had worked so hard to find, and he had to be exploited by others to make some profits, he was very unwilling, besides, he still had antiques to sell in the future, and over time, the loss of money was not a few.

"No, we have to find a way, but what can I do?

Cheng Ming pondered for a while, but he didn't come up with any good way to solve this problem, thinking that this matter couldn't be done overnight, so he put it aside.

Seeing that the time was almost ten o'clock, the flow of people in the market had obviously decreased a lot, and many vendors were ready to close their stalls, and the remaining stalls around were just some very ordinary things, so Cheng Ming decided to go home.

Considering that the pen holder is not very convenient to take home, he took the things to the antique shop last time, and to his surprise, the young man who was deceived before was actually there, and at this time he was bowing his head, being scolded by the shopkeeper, judging from the title, the young man should be his junior.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Ming felt a little funny in his heart, if he had such a stupid junior, he would probably be half angry.

Seeing Cheng Ming come in, the shopkeeper snorted coldly and asked the young man to stay, so he changed his smile and asked, "This gentleman, I don't know what you need?"

Cheng Ming smiled and said, "I have a pen holder that I want to transfer, I don't know if you can accept it from the shopkeeper?"

This antique shop operates in the category of miscellaneous antiques, and generally collects as long as things are good, and Cheng Ming also knew about this situation, so he came here again.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper heard that Cheng Ming had a pen holder to sell, so he smiled and said that he could take a look, and when Cheng Ming took out the pen holder, his eyes immediately lit up, and after saying hello to Cheng Ming, he started to observe carefully.

Taking advantage of this time, Cheng Ming took a look at the things in the store and found that there was basically no difference from last time, except that there were a few more scrolls near the door. This made Cheng Ming a little curious, when did this antique shop start buying and selling paintings and calligraphy again, these miscellaneous items and calligraphy and painting are obviously two unrelated categories.

Just when Cheng Ming was a little strange, the shopkeeper also put the pen holder back on the table, and asked with a smile: "I don't know how many shots you want, sir?"

"I won't say much, just 50,000!" Cheng Ming stretched out his hand and gestured.

The shopkeeper smiled and shook his head: "Sir, your price is really a bit outrageous, I will pay this amount at most." ”

"Five thousand, you should be a fool!" Cheng Ming sneered secretly, and said with a smile: "I definitely can't accept your price, shopkeeper, I don't believe it, Mr. Zhishan's (fictional) works are only worth these, we don't say secret words, just 30,000!"

"Hehe, it seems that Mr. is also an industry person, and you know that this 30,000 is really a bit much......"

Next, the two bargained, and finally sold for 18,000 yuan.

The shopkeeper was satisfied with the price, and he asked with a smile, "I don't know if you plan to transfer money or cash?"

"It's just 18,000, just cash. ”

"Okay!" the shopkeeper smiled and nodded, and walked to the back room, and after a while, he came out again, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't have enough cash, please wait a moment." ”

"Can ......"

Cheng Ming sat and waited for a while, and what made him a little strange was that after waiting for a full five minutes, there was no one in the shopkeeper.

"Did you go to the bank to withdraw money?" Cheng Ming muttered to himself, feeling a little bored, he said hello to the young man, got up and looked at the things on the Bogu shelf,

After browsing casually for a while, there are a few good things here, but they are all placed in a prominent position, and you don't need to ask to know that the value must not be low. For Cheng Ming, what has not been missed must be a matter of gratitude.

In this way, Cheng Ming came to those calligraphy and painting scrolls, these scrolls looked relatively new, maybe not very old, he opened a scroll casually, inside was a landscape painting, and it looked very pleasing to the eye, but he was very speechless at first glance, because this is clearly a high-quality print.

Then, Cheng Ming took out a few more scrolls, all of which were just prints, which made him a little unsure of what to say. It's obviously a shop specializing in selling miscellaneous antiques, and even if I made a bunch of calligraphy and painting scrolls, they were all prints, and I don't know what the shopkeeper thought.

Thinking so, Cheng Ming inadvertently took out another scroll and opened it, just when he thought it was another print and was about to put it away, the content on the scroll made him slightly stunned.

I saw the lofty mountains in the distant view of the picture scroll, the mountains are abrupt and steep, the stone bones are grandiose, the momentum is high, the air swallows the mountains and rivers, and there is infinite scenery in the fun of the dangerous peak. A pavilion tower rises dimly over the mountain. The painting is high and secluded, and the momentum is magnificent.

In the middle scene, there are strange and ancient trees and pines, surrounded by mountain streams, and are covered by houses and huts. In the near view, several pine trees are tall and leafy, and the dangerous rocks stand upright, and two pedestrians pass out from the path on the right, as if they are coming from the distant mountains, and will go to their homes to rest.

Seeing this, Cheng Ming took a deep breath: "This is clearly a good painting with exquisite workmanship! Why is it put together with this pile of printed paintings?"