Shenhao grew up from salted fish

If she was from the imperial capital, she might know a thing or two, but she is not.

Even this is the first time for him to come to the land of the imperial capital.

Seeing the other party shaking his head, Yang Yu thought for a while, and explained to the other party the information he had seen before: "Those regular customers and street vendors who walk around Panjiayuan all the year round actually know that only the two days on weekends are serious. live days.

Because the water in the antique trade is too deep, if you want to buy valuable things in Panjiayuan, you have to come on weekends. There are many experts and good collections during the two days of the weekend. Naturally, hawkers can sell them at a good price. , Buyers can also find genuine goods.

So now I get good things here, two days on the weekend, the sooner the better, even if you can't buy them, you can learn something from the experts, let's go, I'll take you to a fun place. "

While talking, Yang Yu took the lead towards a place that he stepped on yesterday.

Following behind Yang Yu, Fatty asked curiously.

Yang Yu pointed to the greenhouse not far away:

The place where the four of them came was a place specializing in ethnic costumes.

The stall owners here wear special costumes on their bodies and heads to make a live advertisement.

Various costumes of ethnic minorities, hand-embroidered decorations, etc.

Yang Yu brought them to the place and said a very correct sentence

After hearing Yang Yu's words, the three girls also became interested. They looked left and right, wearing Miao headdresses on their heads, and Tujia clothes on their bodies. They had a great time playing.

But Yang Yu looked around, but there was nothing he liked, so he greeted the three women, and went to the door to smoke.

That's right, Yang Yu was holding a cigarette pipe and a cigar humidor in his pocket, but he was smoking a cigarette at the door.

It's weird to smoke a big cigar in broad daylight, doesn't it?

Moreover, Yang Yu smoking cigars is still a bit troublesome for Yang Yu.

When Yang Yu was still smoking, an old man with white hair came over and asked Yang Yu.

Yang Yu nodded and didn't care, he just handed the cigarette bag and pot to the old man. The old man took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket and observed carefully.

The old man watched carefully, Yang Yu didn't urge him, just smoked as if no one was around, and when he finished one cigarette, Yang Yu smiled at the old man.

After hearing Yang Yu's words, the old man reluctantly returned the pipe and pot to Yang Yu and asked:

Yang Yu shook his head:

Of course what Yang Yu said was the truth, it was just a toy to him.

In this way, where did this thing come from? It can only be said that the system's lottery can draw anything...

To be honest, Yang Yu really doesn't like this pipe pot.

An old pipe with a copper rod and a jade mouth, the jade mouth is engraved with the pattern of waves, clouds and clouds. At first glance, it does not look like the work of a famous teacher. The only thing that shines is that it is an old object produced by the system and verified.

If it wasn't for Panjiayuan, Yang Yu might never have taken this thing out of the system.

However, the old man obviously misunderstood Yang Yu's meaning, thinking that Yang Yu was raising the price on the ground, so the old man said.

Yang Yu was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that what he just said was ambiguous, so he smiled.

After explaining, Yang Yu took the cigarette stick in the jungler's hand and said goodbye.

After Yang Yu finished speaking, he turned around and looked for the three girls who were picking out clothes.

The old man grabbed Yang Yu's clothes:

Yang Yu was speechless, and his head hurt a little. This Panjiayuan has a daily traffic of 10,000+ passengers, how did he let himself meet this strangest one?

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Chapter 385 Coincidence

Imperial capital, Panjiayuan.

As the entanglement between Yang Yu and the old man continued, there were more and more people watching.

Many people's eyes were also focused on the cigarette stick in Yang Yu's hand.

It's just that although this thing looks like an old object, most people really can't see the way in it.

And most of the people watching were tourists.

So they can't see anything strange.

Furthermore, unlike calligraphy and painting, the people who collect tobacco rods are a very small group. Even if there are really serious collectors among the people present, they may not be able to accurately determine whether Yang Yu's hands are collected. The value of the upper tobacco rod.

"This tobacco rod looks really old."

In the crowd, a fat man dressed in Armani and combed back, spoke Mandarin with a Shandong accent, and said to the people around him.

"It depends on the specific value of the old things, and where is this place? This is Panjiayuan. Maybe these two people are acting together to cheat money here."

The water in this aspect of antiques is still very deep, regardless of all kinds of distractions.

There are many scams around it alone, and most of these scams will start out as trivial things.

Just like today's incident, two people are here to grab a cigarette stick, and if they don't think well, they will hook up someone with stupid money and buy it.

People who often come to Panjiayuan may not be fooled by this kind of thing, but it is really hard to say for outsiders.

Just when the crowd wanted to see how this matter would develop, Yang Yu was too lazy to entangle with the old man, but pushed away the crowd and walked to the shed where he came from.

Seeing Yang Yu turn around and leave, the little old man stretched out his hand and wanted to say something to Yang Yu.

However, in the end, he did not continue to pester Yang Yu.

It's not difficult to see that this young man really doesn't want to sell the tobacco rod in his hand.

"It seems that I really have nothing to do with this object."

The little old man sighed softly, a little helpless, stood on the spot for a few minutes, then slithered away in another direction.

........

"Today is really unlucky. If I knew I should have read the almanac before going out, it's all right now. The good mood is gone."

As soon as he entered the greenhouse, Yang Yu couldn't help complaining.

And when he said this, Wei Mengsha, who was not far from Yang Yu, happened to hear him.

"Yang Yu, what's the matter with you? Why do you suddenly become unhappy?"

Wei Mengsha put down a piece of clothing in her hand, came to Yang Yu's side, looked at Yang Yu's depressed face, and asked in a warm voice.

"It's okay, I just met a strange old man who insisted on buying the cigarette rod in my hand as soon as he came up. I just entangled with him for a long time outside."

Yang Yu rubbed the opponent's little head, then grabbed the opponent's cold little hand and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Let's go, leave him alone, let's continue to visit Panjiayuan."

Yang Yu put aside those depressed moods, calmed down for a while, and then smiled again. After finding the location of the two women, Da Mi Mi, he walked towards their direction.

..........

Panjiayuan, the second floor of an antique shop called Ziyuxuan.

The little old man who told Yang Yu before that he wanted to buy cigarettes was sitting at a wooden table with a depressed expression on his face.

"Old Wu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look depressed?"

Sitting opposite Wu Zhongren was also an old man. The old man picked up a pot of tea with a smile and poured a cup for his old friend who came here specially.

Pushing the teacup in front of Wu Zhongren, the old man was still talking with a smile.

"I remember the last time your old Wu was so depressed, it was when your useless grandson caused you trouble outside."

Hearing the other party's words, Wu Zhongren's expression froze, he glared at his old friend, and said angrily.

"Sun, if you can't speak, don't say it, no one will think you are dumb."

This is really outrageous, I am already depressed enough now, and I still say what I had before.

"I've said it all. I don't want to get involved in their affairs anymore. Now I just want to take care of myself. When I have time, I can visit Panjiayuan and go home to play with the parrots. Why worry about those bad things. "

After taking a sip of the hot tea, Wu Zhongren glanced at the ceiling of the antique shop and said with some emotion.

However, Sun Guobin just cut a sentence in disdain, some words are just inconvenient to say, who is who and how can he not count it?

"Why are you looking at me like this? Your son seems to have made a lot of money through the rules, let alone the second child."

Well........The scene quieted down in an instant after these words.

If we continue to talk, we may have to touch on some sensitive topics.

Regarding these topics, the two of them still have some taboos.

The scene was silent for a long time before Wu Zhongren asked.

"By the way, why did you ask me here today?"

Seeing Wu Zhongren take the initiative to break the quiet situation, Sun Guobin smiled slightly, showing a kind smile.

"I didn't call you over today, it was Brother Wang who asked you to come over. I'm just an organizer."

Sun Guobin refilled Wu Zhongren's tea, and continued to speak without haste.

"Brother Wang? Did he buy something good?"

"It's not that Brother Wang bought something, it's that his son found a good item in the auction before. He is usually busy and has to take care of the company's affairs. He has been free recently, so he specially flew to the imperial capital for a visit. .”

Sun Guobin explained the specific situation to his friend.

And the brother Wang he was talking about was exactly Wang Duoduo's father, the richest man in Wang.

Sometimes the world is actually quite small.

Yang Yu flew all the way from Pengcheng to the Imperial Capital, intending to buy some good things for motivation, and it happened that Wang Duoduo's family also came to the Imperial Capital at this time.

.......

"Sure enough, you can't find any good things on the street stalls. I've been wandering around, and I haven't found anything meaningful."

Yang Yu left the stall area with disappointment written all over his face.

"But didn't you say that these things are all fake? If they are all fake, it's normal if you can't find them."

As soon as Yang Yu's words came out of his mouth, Fatty choked back very bluntly.

You yourself said that the things here are fake, and you still want to find leaks in these places. Don’t you know that there is a pit in front of you, and you still have to jump into it?

Forehead.........

Yang Yu touched his nose, it seemed to be true.

However, if you want to buy something good, you can really only go to those antique shops.

"Let's go, let's go to an antique shop."

Chapter 385 The Doorway of Antiques

Shenhao started from salted fish to develop the way of antiques in Chapter 385 of the main text

In Ziyuxuan, Yang Yu looked at Wu Zhongren in front of him with a gloomy face, and said p on the lips, not sure if he should say it or not.

Yang Yu, who couldn't find any good things at the street stalls, began to look for them in antique shops.

And this Ziyuxuan was the third antique shop that Yang Yu went to.

And when he saw Yang Yu's face, Wu Zhongren's mouth twitched constantly.

His eyes stared at the cigarette stick in Yang Yu's hand for a long time before he looked away.

Sun Guobin took a few glances at Yang Yu and then muttered a few words in a low voice.

But after Digu finished, he took the initiative to move forward, smoothing things out with a smile.

But Sun Guobin was only halfway through speaking, and Yang Yu raised his hand to interrupt the other party's words.

Yang Yu waved his hand. Although the old man Wu Zhongren was really annoying, he didn't want to talk to him.

Yang Yu scanned the store through the system, and found some pretty good antiques.

Three calligraphy and paintings, two vases, and a set of Four Treasures of the Study.

Things are good things, but the system's judgment on the age of these things is very old.

The most recent ones go back more than 100 years.