The second commercial street in Luohua City, Antique Street.

This is the largest antique market in Luohua City.

The whole street runs from north to south, and more than 90.00% of the shops along the way are antique shops.

Here, you can see the thousand-year-old AK terracotta warriors, and you can even buy hardcover fakes that were released less than a week ago.

It depends on your eyesight whether to pick up the big leaks or lose the underpants.

On this day, the vendors and hawkers in the antique street are opening their businesses step by step.

But as time went by, some traders gradually discovered a special group.

A group of fancy-dressed, not-so-good-looking guys entered the Antique Street at some point, with a lot of fanfare, as if they were looking for a jar.

These vendors were worried at first, thinking that a certain big man's collection had been stolen.

But as those flashy guys walked around in all directions, the traders immediately dispelled their doubts.

Where is this little hooligan?

These people are obviously the God of Wealth who spend a lot of money!

A humble jar can easily sell for thousands of dollars.

These Gods of Wealth don't bring counter-offers at all.

As the news spread, the vendors in the shops and the owners of the roadside stalls all excitedly took out their hidden goods.

Cans, right? They have plenty!

at the same time.

While Bai Haotian's younger brother was buying pots everywhere, he himself came to the antique trading market by car.

Looking at the noisy street of antiques, Bai Haotian was also quite interested.

He used to come here a few times in order to buy some antiques to honor the elders in his family, but he didn't stay for long.

Now that he came back for the system task, he felt really different.

"Ding!"

Bai Haotian's cell phone rang suddenly.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was a report from the people below.

The people under Bai Haotian's subordinates arrived at Antique Street early, and they have purchased more than 100 so-called antique jars so far.

There were so many cans that the van they drove could barely fit them.

That's why they wanted to ask Bai Haotian for instructions, should they go now to see if there is the one he wants in the jar they got?

Bai Haotian agreed to the suggestion of the people below, and then walked to the south of Antique Street.

After a while, Bai Haotian saw his younger brothers.

"Boss, we are here!"

A little yellow hair shouted.

Bai Haotian hummed, and then stepped forward to look at the pots bought by the younger brothers.

"System, is there anything you want in here?"

Bai Haotian asked in his heart.

Luo Heng just glanced at it, and then rejected the results of several hours of hard work by Bai Haotian's younger brothers.

[They are all fakes and worthless. The real jar should be gray and inconspicuous, but if you get that jar, you will feel that this jar is very different from other jars. Tell your little brother about the situation, let them expand the search area, yes, let them pay more attention to whether there is a messy old man nearby, the jar is likely to be in the booth of such a person, regardless of the price, as long as Not too outrageous, just buy them all. 】

"That's for sure! Since when have I, Bai Haotian, been short of money?"

There was excitement in Bai Haotian's eyes.

Even if he hasn't tried the purchasing power of villain points, he knows that the value of a full 1 points of villain points must be much greater than tens of millions of big Yan coins!

You must know that this time he took out a full 3000 million Dayan coins as the activity fund.

Among them, 1000 million is in the hands of the younger brothers, and the other 2000 million is in their own hands.

If it's not enough, then call his father and ask for some more money.

Believe it or not, they couldn't find a jar this time!

Soon, an hour passed.

Bai Haotian's younger brothers collected another pile of jars.

The nearby antique sellers were almost grinning.

It's so cool!

The money really came rushing in.

After completing this vote, they can be said to have not opened for three years, and they have been eating for three years.

North of Antique Street.

This place is no different than the south side, most of the people gathered here are third-rate antique dealers.

Capable antique merchants would never choose to open a store on the north side of Antique Street, after all, it is too messy here.

At this moment, the news that Bai Haotian and his party bought the jars also spread to the north.

"Really? Is there really someone in the south spending a lot of money to buy pots?"

"Can I lie to you? We've known each other for so many years. If you don't go, you can stay here. I'm going to the south to sell jars anyway. Let me tell you, if you miss it this time, you can regret it. Decades."

"Oh, don't, don't let me go, I'll go, let's go!"

As the momentum grew, most small traders in the north also knew the news.

All of a sudden, a large number of traders began to rush to the south.

This also includes a slovenly bum.

This homeless man didn't even have his own stall, because he was too dirty, and he was suppressed by the nearby small vendors who set up stalls, so he could only curl up next to a dirty limescale.

And in his arms, he was holding the treasure that Bai Haotian had been looking for for a long time - the reincarnation jar!

The slovenly homeless man hadn't eaten for a long time. When he heard the news that there was a gold master in the south who was buying pots with a lot of money, he suddenly became violent, his head became dizzy, and he almost passed out without being excited.

The slovenly tramp sat on the ground panting for a long time before he finally got some strength, then he got up and hurried south.

……

After a few minutes.

More than [-]% of the vendors in the antique trading market gathered in an open space on the southern trading street.

Because Bai Haotian and his party are here.

After learning that they would spend a lot of money to buy jars, all the vendors took the initiative to sell their jars door-to-door.

At this time, there is already a sea of ​​people here, shoulder to shoulder.

In order to compete for a closer position, many people even did not hesitate to fight.

In this dense crowd, the homeless man who was carrying the reincarnation pot was also squeezed in.

"Don't squeeze! I just want to look outside, oops, who hit me? Ah!"

The homeless man was squeezed to the point where he was beaten to pieces, and he was punched twice from time to time.

But he didn't dare to stretch out his hands to protect his face, because both of his hands were tightly clutching the jar in his arms.

As the owner of the jar, the tramp knew very well that this jar was definitely not simple.

Once the jar in his arms is lost, then he is really useless.

……

Seeing the situation getting more and more chaotic, Bai Haotian couldn't sit still.

He looked down, and the younger brothers instantly understood, and a microphone came over quickly.

A stereo was also moved to a higher place by them.

[Dangdangdang~Bluetooth is connected! 】

Bai Haotian: "Ahem, stop arguing, be quiet, and listen to me."

……

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