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"You still spend money to buy stones that can be seen everywhere on the road. It's really a waste of money." Qi Tianyu complained, "If you turn around and open it, there will be nothing inside. Don't cry."

Jiang Mengmeng happily put the stone into her pocket and looked up with a smile.

"That's not what you said. What if I make the profit?"

The corner of Qi Tianyu's mouth twitched, "You can fool me so hard, and still make money on this piece of stone? Come on, you think I'm blind."

Jiang Mengmeng smiled, feeling happy in her heart.

"I've been here for a while, do you have anything you like?" Jiang Mengmeng asked.

Qi Tianyu exclaimed, "You don't need to tell me that I have begged a lot of people. The bodhi seeds in my old man's hands were all given to him by me as a filial piety. My eyesight is very good, plus the big treasure you gave me , maybe we can both return home with a full load today."

Jiang Mengmeng smiled with cat ears and waved her hand, "Let's go shopping again."

I walked through two stalls in succession. Most of the stalls were filled with dishes, porcelain, and occasionally a few missing pieces of paper. Most of them were oxidized and their original appearance could not be seen.

Since most of the items are old, there are inevitably gold and jade-inlaid jewelry here.

These are all fidelity, and at most they are old-fashioned.

So as long as you have money and can bargain, you can usually get the real thing, but the background inside is probably a bit watery.

Qi Tianyu did not come here just for these jade jewelry. Their family started out halfway. The Beijing circle has its own circles, and the compound has its rules. His grandfather can talk to the old men in the military compound. But I was bored and wanted to play with the old professor next door.

Maybe you always want to show off when you get older. The old man just passed away some time ago, and this mortal enemy also took his son to celebrate his birthday for comparison. I heard that Xiaoshun got Wang Xizhi's shrimps.

This is a famous painting, and it has a lot of background.

Whether it is true or not is another matter, but taking it out was an eye-opener for everyone, and his grandfather couldn't swallow it. Now he came here with the purpose of picking up good calligraphy.

Finally Qi Tianyu stopped in front of a little old man.

Most of the items that are in good condition are distressed. Even though the economy has only been recovering for a few years, there are quite a lot of these distressed old items on the market.

If you want to find something with a certain vintage, it really depends on luck and good eyesight.

"Hey, what do you two young people like? Do you want me to introduce it to you? I have Tang Dynasty porcelain, a snuff bottle from Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, and poems and paintings from the Song Dynasty." The stall owner looked at the thin boy. It's small, but the tone of speaking is really not small.

Qi Tianyu's heart was firmly grasped as soon as he opened his mouth.

Everything else was okay. Qi Tianyu couldn't help but take a look at the poems and paintings.

Jiang Mengmeng blinked and ignored Qi Tianyu, who was about to be slaughtered. Instead, she squatted down and picked up the scattered papers piled next to the garbage.

The stall owner has a very sharp eye and can identify who is the sponsor just by looking at the clothes they are wearing.

When he saw the little girl squatting down to pull the tatters he had collected, he ignored her. Instead, he looked up at Qi Tianyu with a smile and began to enthusiastically introduce to him the two paintings in his hand.

Although Qi Tianyu has not loved reading since he was a child and has been living abroad for several years, he still has a keen eye.

And as long as he is interested in it, he will spend enough time on it.

So now that the scroll was in hand, he carefully looked at the technique on the paper, took out a magnifying glass and looked at the seal carefully.

Everyone has their own way of identifying old items.

Qi Tianyu is no exception.

"How's it going? Am I right? This must be a masterpiece from the Song Dynasty. Look at the flowers, birds, and cordyceps on it, plus the year stamp. It's real at first glance. I won't lie."

"Yesterday, an old professor bought a picture of fish playing from the Song Dynasty from me."

Well, when Jiang Mengmeng said this, she couldn't help but raise her head. She finally understood why Qi Tianyu wanted to drag her here today. It turned out that she had heard that there was something good coming out of this place.

If this fish-playing picture is really from the Song Dynasty, it would be a big mistake and it would be considered a fortune overnight.

Qi Tianyu is a thief. He is rich but doesn't want to be taken advantage of. He sighed, "Hey, although there is this rumor, who knows if it is true? It's all based on one mouth. "

"Today, my little sister is here to see the world. I didn't plan to buy anything. Mainly because I don't have much money, so I rely on family support."

Qi Tianyu shook his head and began to suffer.

The stall owner didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this, "I said, boy, you are really good at talking. You are the first one here to come to me and give me a bad deal. OK, OK, as long as you like it and give me a price, I will give it to you if I can accept it." you."

Tsk, that’s what it says, who knows?

Qi Tianyu didn't believe it at all, and he certainly wouldn't say he wanted to buy it now.

Instead, she turned to look at Jiang Mengmeng, who was squatting next to her, picking up garbage. She lifted her hat up and said, "Tell me, you finally came out. Either you picked up a stone or a pile of garbage. It's up to you." Want to pick up a big leak from just a little bit of ink in your belly?”

Jiang Mengmeng knew that he wanted her to sing the oboe, so she immediately frowned and said fiercely, "Stop talking nonsense, my eyesight is very good, much better than yours, what did you buy?" What's the difference between this paper and mine? It's the same if it's oxidized anyway."

"Hey, you two, don't quarrel, don't quarrel! Old girl, you like these bits and pieces. I have a lot here. Look, these are fragments of a green painted flower and bird vase."

Jiang Mengmeng didn't even need to pick it up and look at it to know that it was a crudely made product.

Look at the chips and fractures. It looks like newly fired porcelain, and it's finally covered in a layer of mud. She doesn't want something, so can she be fooled?

Jiang Mengmeng raised her head proudly and pointed at the painting next to her, "Boss, I don't want this thing. Just now my brother said I was picking up rags. Now I don't want it. Just tell me about your painting." I don’t believe how much they sell, my pile of rubbish can’t compare to him.”

When the stall owner saw the two people starting to fight, he felt happy and the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Hey, young people are just competitive. Hey, people in this business can't be like this. Forget it, I saw you two are young today. If you want to add this pile of paper and that painting, the total is 3 yuan. "

Jiang Mengmeng was stunned, covered her mouth and backed away, "Oh, my God, this is too expensive, no, no."

"You're not allowed to buy it. It's too expensive. It doesn't look good at first glance. It's better to buy this pile of rubbish. Boss, my three-dollar wallet is worth just this pile of paper." Jiang Mengmeng felt the coquettish look and stamped her feet.

The boss laughed heartily. This was really a piece of junk he picked up casually. It was not even worth a dime.