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Chapter 722 A Tour of the Bad City

Parking is under a flyover bridge.

Because the Chunfu Overpass can be regarded as a landmark building, and it was second to none in those days, so this place has also become the memory of many people.

And in this huge land under the bridge, there is another unique scenery, which is the Broken City!
In Wudong Lixia, no matter what time it is, usually before dinner, there will always be a particularly large number of people gathered in this place.

Some people take out the things they don't use at home and sell them on two pieces of land.

There are also some who specialize in second-hand business, such as second-hand saxophones, second-hand tables and chairs; old books and sundries are also available, but more, this place still sells "antiques".

The reason for putting double quotation marks is because [-]% of the antiques sold in this place are fake, but there are also real ones, it just depends on luck and eyesight.

"Brother, what is there to do in this place?"

After the car was parked, Qin Fei went straight into the dilapidated city, which made Xiao Lin a little confused.

Although they knew that Tan Fei was an expert in this field, ordinary people knew that there was nothing interesting in this place, so why did he get in there?

Qin Fei didn't think so.

"Did you know that the more people think there is nothing, the more good things there may be."

"Besides, it's still early, let's take a look around, there's nothing wrong with it."

Qin Fei lit a cigarette while talking, but Xiao Lin didn't want it, but took out the cigarillo he carried with him and started smoking.

He is more used to this taste.

Qin Fei smiled lightly, and started to wander around with them.

Walked half a circle, found nothing, everything was fake,

The only one that caught Qin Fei's attention just now was the nine-section whip, which was made of pure copper. The seller said it was from the Ming Dynasty, but it was obviously made in modern times. If it weren't for the material, Qin Fei would never have noticed it. look.

But when the price was asked, the other party opened his mouth and said six hundred and five, and Qin Fei gave up in an instant.

Six hundred and five... How much copper can I buy.

"This place is really a lion with a big mouth."

"Dare to ask for a price."

Feng Rui couldn't help being dumbfounded, and smiled with a big nose. Compared with Xiao Lin, he knew more about these things.

"Qi Ye, Brother Feng, don't be surprised."

"Look at those who sell second-hand books, three yuan and two yuan, and old dog fur hats are only 23 yuan; why don't they sell high prices?"

"Because something works, someone buys it."

"But this set of things is not necessarily the case...Maybe not a single product will be released in half a month, why don't they hurry up to see one and shoot one?"

Qin Fei snorted, he understands this trick.

"So when buying things here, in addition to having vision and luck, the more important thing is to be able to bargain, right?"

The big nose was happy: "Master Qi is right, if you cut him down, it might work."

Well said. "

After walking around for a while, Qin Fei almost walked through two-thirds of this shabby city.

Even when he felt that there might be no hope, suddenly a booth by the bridge pillar attracted him.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Brother, what fun did you see?
Xiao Lin frowned, took another sip of the remaining cigar butt, threw it into the portable ashtray, and quickly packed it up.

In front of the stall, the white-haired stall owner was introducing the things in his hands to a young man.

"The one you are holding is called the Golden Arrowhead Knife. I don't know what year it is, but it looks like a cavalry knife anyway."

"If you like it, we won't bother you, one thousand and five, you take it away, the arrowhead is gold."

The young man smiled: "Don't make trouble, sir, this is clearly made of copper, and it's not pure. Besides, look at the handle of this knife. I admit that it's made of copper, but the root of the knife can't be seen. It's glued on."

"Can it be strong?"

The old man was amused: "Why do you want to be so strong, kill people? If you say that, I can't sell you, and if you take it out and cause trouble, my old man will still have to eat me."

With that said, the old man took the knife back.

The young man also left resentfully, and it was obvious that he really liked it, mainly because the price blocked his way.

Waiting for the young man to leave, the old man began to greet Qin Fei and the others.

"See what you like."

As he said that, the old man pointed to the pile of things in front of him. They really had everything, including electric batons that were not allowed to be sold, bayonets, some old books made of coins, and everything you wanted.

Qin Fei was so happy, he knelt down and grabbed a pair of "Wanfu Yin'an Bowls" carved in Yangwen, and held them in his hands.

"Master, how do you sell this?"

"It's silver!"

"I know."

Qin Fei smiled, took out a lighter and toasted it for a while, the unique change of silver in the fire appeared, and then he wiped off the traces with his hands, as if nothing had happened just now.

When the old man saw it, his eyes lit up: "Success, you are an expert!"

"Okay."

Qin Fei smiled modestly: "How much is this pair?"

"three hundred!"

The old man stretched out three fingers, and said boldly: "If you want it, take it at two hundred and six!"

"to make."

Qin Fei paid directly, the old man was very happy, who could be unhappy to meet such a cheerful guest?

While packing for him, he introduced other things.

"Take a look at what else you like. Take them all. The price is negotiable. I'm also cleaning up the inventory. I'll go to the South next year."

I don't know if Qin Fei heard it, but he nodded anyway, but soon he turned his attention to the knife just now.

"Uncle, I think this knife is good."

"One thousand and five, you want, one thousand and three."

The old man was still so happy, "I just want to clear the inventory, and I will go to see the children next year, and I will never come again."

"Master, this knife is one thousand and three, right?"

"Yes."

Qin Fei thought for a while, and then looked at the silver bowl that had been packed: "Well, don't forget about one thousand and three. I gave you two hundred and sixty just now, and I'll give you another one thousand and forty, just as two things." A total of one thousand and three, okay?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at him, and hesitated a bit: "In that case, I will lose money. I received it for one thousand and one... Otherwise, I will give you one thousand and two, and I will take it as a hard-earned money."

"One thousand and two... okay."

Qin Fei also nodded happily, and at the same time output [-].

"You don't have to pay for it, sir. I just like to lower the price, just to make it auspicious."

The old man was even happier when he got the money. He may not be able to sell five hundred for this stall for many days.

What else did he want to introduce, but Qin Fei didn't continue, and after he took the knife, he walked away quickly. Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin's three eyes met, and he knew in his heart that he was afraid that the knife would make him I found a treasure...

(End of this chapter)