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It was half a joke, neither of them cared.

In fact, the main purpose of Wang Jiajia's trip this time was surveying, and the danger was not too great. The most dangerous thing in the mining area was after mining.

Chen Yang still had a lot of things to do, and he couldn't go with Wang Jiajia, so he had to let her go by herself.

After a day of repairing, Chen Yang finally restored most of the antiques, the speed was so fast that Luo Yan was dumbfounded.

"Master, how did you do it?"

"Practice makes perfect!" Chen Yang frowned, wondering if he could teach others how to absorb the energy of antiques, so that he would not have to work so hard.

"Boss, the goods are almost sold out, when shall we buy some goods?"

The fat man ran over in a hurry, his face was stained with sweat and oil, and he looked very sloppy.

"It's no wonder Zhang Yulan doesn't like you. You should pay attention to your appearance." Chen Yang pointed at the fat man's greasy face.

"It's really time to buy some goods, but I have almost exhausted the antiques in Quyang City, so we have to change places."

Chen Yang took out a map to check, and finally set his target on the provincial capital, Xidu. As the provincial capital of a region, Xidu also has a large antique market, and he is sure to get a lot of good things.

So, Chen Yang asked Liu Dagang to look at the antique shop, and he took the fat man on his way to Xidu.

Although Quyang City is small, an airport has already been established, so in less than half a day, Chen Yang and the others stood on the vast and boundless land of the Western City.

"The air in this place is really bad!" The fat man sneezed several times in a row and complained.

"Big cities are like this. There are many factories, and the environment will naturally be affected."

Chen Yang took a taxi and took Fatty to the most famous antique market in the western capital, Xitian Antique Market.

When the two arrived at the Xitian Antique Market, they were immediately taken aback. At a glance, there were a sea of ​​people, and there were as many shops as a cow's hair, stretching all the way to a place ten miles away.

"One of their antique streets is almost as big as our Quyang City." The fat man said exaggeratedly.

Maybe Chen Yang and the others are foreigners and they are very young. Many antique owners' eyes lit up a lot when they saw them, and they completely regarded them as fat sheep and greeted them warmly.

"Two little brothers, come and have a look inside, I have a lot of good things here."

"Two honored guests, the shop has jade stones, calligraphy and paintings, and even Emperor Qianlong's private jade seal. Don't miss it!"

The fat man had already grown up, rejected the shop owner, and muttered in a low voice, "They're all a bunch of heartless businessmen who cannibalize people without spitting out their bones, so I won't be fooled by you."

Chen Yang nodded and said: "These people may have one or two treasures in their hands, but the price is not low, and it is not worth investing in. Our main purpose is to spread the goods personally."

In this huge antique market, Chen Yang has sharp eyes, so he is not afraid that he will not find good things.

But the antique street is too big, the two of them walked for half an hour, and all they saw were shops, and occasionally there were two peddlers who sold fake goods.

Both of them were sweating profusely, not knowing where to go?
The fat man caught a young man and asked, "Little brother, where are there more street stalls?"

The young man with glasses looked at the fat man with disdain, "I want to get rich, I'm crazy, I can't even find the way, and I want to find treasures."

The fat man was so angry that he raised his fist and was about to beat someone up.

"Fatty!" Chen Yang stopped Fatty in time.

"You're lucky, get out." The fat man let go of the young man, who was frightened by the fat man's aura and ran away in a hurry.

Half an hour later, Chen Yang and the others finally found the street stall antique market, which is also called "half-black market" among the local population.

This place is protected by mysterious forces, and even those who inquire do not enter this street. The rule in the street is that money will not be refunded, and once a transaction occurs, no one will regret it.

The most suspicious thing is that the person behind him doesn't charge any fees, covering this antique street almost for free. The purpose of the mysterious boss makes people fantasize about it.

The two talked about the mysterious person behind them with relish, and stepped into this street.

But to Chen Yang's disappointment, even in this street, most of the antiques are fakes.

"This is bad luck, even with the boss's eyesight, you can't find good things." The fat man spat hard.

"Damn it, you spit on my feet."

The stall owner next to him said angrily that he was sitting, and when the fat man spat, a gust of wind blew all the saliva on the stall owner's face.

"Sorry!" The fat man apologized, but because he was in a bad mood, his attitude was not very good.

"Where is the mountain village man, he has no manners at all, it's really bad luck." The stall owner continued to sit on the stall with a disgusted expression.

"Boss, can you let me take a look at what you're sitting on?"

At this moment, Chen Yang opened his mouth and stared at the old piece of wood where the boss was sitting.

The boss glared at Chen Yang: "While playing, you don't buy so many antiques, you insist on buying mine and wait, are you deliberately finding fault?"

Because of the friction just now, the boss didn't have any good looks towards Chen Yang and the others.

Chen Yang didn't leave, he thought about it calmly, and said, "I'll give you [-] for this thing!"

The boss still didn't believe it. He glanced at the broken wood and said, "Are you kidding?"

Chen Yang said: "Fatty, give me the money!"

"Good Le!"

The fat man took out his mobile phone, scanned the money and paid 1 yuan.

"Ding, 1 yuan has been credited to your account."

Now, the boss finally believed it, picked up the broken wood in an incredible way, and handed it to Chen Yang.

He even felt that he had sold at a loss. People in the antique business were very good, and he knew very well that no one would pay [-] yuan to buy a pile of rotten wood.

But with the eyesight of the boss, it is difficult to see the value of the wood.

"Pfft! People are stupid and have a lot of money. They spend [-] yuan to buy a piece of rotten wood."

Suddenly, someone behind him sneered and said.

"Hey! Yue Shao, do you have time to buy two pieces today?" The boss said respectfully when he saw the young man in white clothes and white shoes.

The young man glanced at the antique booth, squinted his eyes and said, "A bunch of rubbish, hindering my eyes."

The boss didn't dare to be angry, and even smiled and said no.

The young man didn't care, and walked straight to the depths of the antique street, followed by two twin black-skinned bodyguards.

"Who the hell is this? The Fourth Young Master of the Imperial Capital doesn't have such a big air." The fat man said with disdain until the young man walked away.

"Shh!"

The boss made a gesture of silence in horror, and said in a low voice.

"The one who just passed by is the young master of the Yue family in Xidu. He has been lawless since he was a child. He is also a well-known bully in Xidu. You must not provoke him, or you will end badly."

The fat man didn't take it seriously: "What age is it now, he still dares to kill me."