Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 701 Pretend to understand
In the middle of the night, Fan Denglong sneaked into the car and set off with Tianji Field Worker.

It's better to come early than coincidentally, just in time for the opening day of the ghost market.

After some inquiries, the location is also clear.

The gathering area is different from the bustling cities like the provincial capital and the capital city. At midnight, the whole street is extremely empty.Except for the occasional vehicle rushing along, there were no pedestrians in sight.

The car was far away from the hotel, and after turning around in the city for a while, the field squad leader directly turned off the headlights of the car, then slowed down and taxied slowly.

"This really intends to continue the name of ghost,"

The car was gliding with the lights off because there were countless cars queuing up in front of it, and it was temporarily built, and all the cars did not turn on the lights.

"The ghost market originated in the Song Dynasty, and it has become a habit for nearly a thousand years. However, after modern times, it seems to have grown crooked. Such a deliberate retro seems to be declaring its uniqueness."

"But let's not say it, the more it is like this, the more people think this place is mysterious, and many people like to come to this kind of place with stupid and rich bosses."

Once the chatterbox is opened, it can't be stopped, especially because I feel that the leader did not do very kindly about yesterday's incident, so the little squad leader also wants to show it well.

But before he even said a few words, he became a little embarrassed. The bosses who came to this kind of place were stupid and rich. It just so happened that they were also going to go there.

"Go on, I don't think I'm stupid."

Fan Denglong took it calmly, the squad leader scratched the back of his head, and said, "I don't usually pay much attention, so I probably know this."

The so-called talk too much will be lost.The little squad leader simply stopped talking.

Fan Denglong curled his lips and asked, "By the way, what are the conditions for entering the ghost market?"

"Just look at the car. If it is less than 30, don't even think about it."

You can only see things with the help of a flashlight or the light of your mobile phone. What can you see clearly?The probability of missing eyes is very high.

Well, it really fully interprets the phrase people are stupid and have a lot of money.

"Since ancient times, the antique market has the most counterfeit goods. In comparison, the ghost market and the black market are slightly better. After all, if they lose their reputation, it is tantamount to smashing their own signs, and organizing such people Not allowed either."

Thinking about it, things like reputation are related to one's own vital interests. Isn't it just for such a small amount of money?

"But no matter what, there are so many stalls here, there will inevitably be some problems. If you encounter this, then you can only consider yourself unlucky."

This kind of ghost market is similar to the antique market, most of which are antiques, but the world is not so crowded with antiques, there will always be some fake ones.

These may not be clear to the stall owner.

As for buying a fake thing at a high price, maybe that person can only keep it in his heart secretly, and he will never announce it everywhere.

The most important thing about people who are stupid and rich in money is that even if you buy a fake product at a high price, you will not spread it around. This kind of person values ​​face more than anything else.

"I have to say that you are really lucky. The opening time of the ghost market is not fixed. Sometimes it opens once a month, and sometimes it opens once every two or three months. You bump into it as soon as you come."

"Really? It looks like I'm lucky."

Fan Denglong laughed.

As the traffic slowly moved forward, a wide parking area could be vaguely seen ahead.

After passing the railing, the car was parked, and someone was walking forward with the light of the mobile phone on. Fan Denglong's eyes saw things in the dark like during the day, so he didn't need them at all.

Small squad leaders have undergone strict training and have excellent eyesight. Although they have prepared flashlights, they will not be used for the time being.

"Mr. Fan, you should be clear about the rules of the antique market, right?"

Fan Denglong nodded.

"In that case, then I won't talk too much."

The rules of the ghost market are similar to those of the antique market, or in other words, all the places in the world that have anything to do with antiques are similar.

Walking forward for about 500 meters, I began to see booths appearing, shrouded in a black mist, and the lights of the flashlights were spotty.

The squad leader stopped talking too much and followed Fan Denglong dutifully.

Because the prerequisite for being able to come in is someone who can afford to drive a car worth more than 30 yuan, so looking around are all suits and leather shoes, all of them look full of ambition, and completely look like I am here to spend money.

Fan Denglong was wearing pajamas, walking around with his hands behind his back, followed by a bodyguard in black, which was rather unique.

The ghost market is full of street stalls, and the stall owner lights a flashlight emitting a dim light, and accidentally points the flashlight at himself, he is a golden supporting role in a living horror movie.

Fan Denglong led the squad leader to look all the way, nodding and shaking his head from time to time, trying to pretend to be very knowledgeable.

In fact, this guy is not proficient in antiques at all.

The ability of the eyes is to see whether there are other things inside, but it is also a very superficial level.

If you don't get rich by picking up leaks, naturally you won't study hard on it.

This guy has good acting skills, always has an inscrutable smile on his face, and doesn't express any opinions. He just glanced at each booth without staying too much.

After walking through more than ten stalls in a row, Fan Denglong still had no intention of stopping.

However, I found a lot of interesting things. For example, when a customer took a fancy to something in the stall, the stall owner would stretch out a few fingers to represent the price, and rarely spoke.There will be no extravagant bragging, and I am not very willing to bargain. As for whether to buy it or not, it depends on your own opinion.

There are thousands of people in the ghost market, and there are only occasional small conversations.

In a very interesting place, Fan Denglong smiled and continued to move forward.

He glanced at the stalls on both sides of the road, but none could attract his attention.

The little squad leader looked a little confused behind the scenes, thinking, Mr. Fan's vision is really high.

Fan Denglong looked at more than 30 stalls like a horse on a horse, and finally stopped in front of a stall that no one was interested in.

This stall is very interesting, specializing in selling tripods, all kinds of four-legged tripods, big and small.

The stall owner was wearing a black cloak with the brim of his hat pulled down very low, looking very mysterious.

Fan Denglong glanced at the four-legged tripod on the stall, and then at the stall owner.

A face was bloodless, with sunken eye sockets and protruding eyes. It looked a little scary at night.

The booths are full of four-legged tripods, which are dazzling to see, and I can't find any that slightly matches the characteristics of Kyushu tripods recorded in historical books. This is a bit difficult.

Look at this, touch that.

How I wish Kyushu Ding is in the middle of my heart.

(End of this chapter)