Chen Yang rushed out from the siege of reporters and walked directly to the back with Song Qingyun, leaving only the Jiangcheng Daily reporter with a black line on his face.

"Haha!" Song Qingyun was holding his stomach and laughing loudly from behind, "Brother Chen, your brain reacts so quickly, but your mouth is really damaging!"

When Song Qingyun heard the reporter's question, he sweated for Chen Yang. Anyone faced with such a question must be humble.But Chen Yang didn't. His clever answer not only improved the status of Dong Pingchuan and other Jiangcheng antique dealers, but also counterattacked the female reporter. It was really enjoyable.

"That reporter is really unlucky," Fang Ziwei said with a smile beside her. "It's not good for her to offend anyone, but she offends my brother. My brother has never spared anyone with his mouth since he was a child!"

Chen Yang smiled at the side, "Boss Song, I saw the report about me this morning. At that time, I thought it was some reporter who had nothing to do, but now it seems that all this is Yang Qinian's little move behind the scenes."

"I haven't even opened the store yet, and he's already interested in me. It seems I have to be more careful in the future!"

Before the auction started, Dong Pingchuan and others met Chen Yang and greeted Chen Yang with a smile. After all, the scene just now made these old guys laugh non-stop.

"Boss Song, you are right. Our antique circle should add some young blood. It has not been so lively for a long time!"

Song Qingyun immediately understood what Dong Pingchuan meant. It was obvious that Dong Pingchuan accepted Chen Yang, and it was definitely a good thing to be recognized by Dong Pingchuan.

The auction began, and as each item was auctioned off, Chen Yang felt that it was no longer interesting.

As Boss Song said, the auction is all about things that everyone thinks are cheap if sold, and are expensive if not sold. There is really nothing that can arouse Chen Yang's interest.

When a pair of Ming Dynasty huanghuali wooden cabinets appeared on the stage, Chen Yang's eyes lit up. Aren't these the two he sold to Song Qingyun? This guy actually put them up for auction, and the starting price was as high as 2 yuan!

"Boss Song, I remember that I sold this pair of cabinets to you for 1200 yuan at the time. Now with the starting price, you have made more than ten times the profit!"

Chen Yang looked at Boss Song with a smile, "It seems that my dream of becoming a well-off person and driving a tiger's head will be realized soon!"

"Haha," Boss Song smiled slightly at the side, "Brother Chen, that's what antiques are like. It doesn't open for three years, and it lasts for three years after opening. This is the main reason why so many people are eager to get started."

"Besides, you just saw the starting price. As long as it doesn't fail, I'll be happy!"

After several rounds of bidding, the pair of Ming Dynasty huanghuali wood cabinets were finally sold at a price of 5000 yuan. Song Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief. He was really lucky to meet someone who likes wood!

Fang Ziwei was surprised at the side and whispered to Chen Yang, "Brother, you sold it to him for 1200 yuan, and he made almost thirty times the profit when you turned around. Oh my God, did all these people's money come from the strong wind?" ?”

Chen Yang smiled and told Fang Ziwei how to make money from antiques. He was only on the lowest level. If he opened his own shop in the future, he would only earn more.

While the three of them were talking, a well-dressed middle-aged man came over and greeted Song Qingyun with a smile, "Boss Song, long time no see!"

When Song Qingyun saw the man, he stood up in a hurry and said, "Boss Feng, when did you arrive in Jiangcheng? Why didn't you tell me in advance so that I could make arrangements for you."

While talking, Song Qingyun had already invited Boss Feng to sit down. The two were chatting next to them. After a long time, Boss Feng said, "Boss Song, a treasure came out of the Fengcheng ghost market a while ago, a sapphire blue from the Yongzheng period. Glaze vat, have you heard about it?"

Hearing the large blue-glazed vat, Chen Yang couldn't help but pricked up his ears and listened.Boss Song nodded slightly, "I've heard about this. It's said that the man only spent two hundred yuan to pick up this large blue-glazed vat. He really got a bargain!"

"Why, Boss Feng wants to take this thing over?"

Boss Feng waved his hand, "The things I just got are not yet warm, so I probably won't sell them."

"In the past few days, many of my friends have begun to visit Fengcheng Ghost Market. However, they didn't encounter many real things, and instead were defrauded of a lot of money."

"I also want to try my luck, but you also know that my eyesight is average. I want Boss Song to accompany me and help me with my eyesight!"

Song Qingyun frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then nodded, "That's no problem. I wonder when Boss Feng plans to go?"

When Boss Song agreed, Boss Feng smiled broadly and said, "Boss Song, I can go at any time. Boss Song will set the time!"

After seeing off Boss Feng, Song Qingyun returned to his seat and touched Chen Yang, "Have you ever heard of Fengcheng Ghost Market?"

The ghost market is not that mysterious. It is a market formed in a specific location.

However, this kind of market only starts a few hours before dawn and ends before dawn.Many things on the ghost market cannot be sold openly, such as raw goods, which are just dug out of the soil.

Some antique players who are just getting started often choose such a market because they feel that there is a high chance of missing something.But what I don’t know is that the more places like this, the more fake things and scams there are.

Fengcheng is not far from Jiangcheng, it only takes more than two hours by car.Chen Yang from Fengcheng Ghost Market also knew about it, so he nodded to Boss Chen.

"How about coming with me the day after tomorrow?" Boss Song asked Chen Yang.

Chen Yang had just heard that Boss Feng asked Boss Song to come forward to help him appraise things. People like this who ask Boss Song to come forward to appraise things usually earn a lot of appraisal fees.

But now that Boss Song is taking him there, Chen Yang feels bad.It's not appropriate to ask Boss Song for money; don't ask for money. If you really find something good, you will feel at a loss, so Chen Yang shook his head slightly.

"Boss Song, with your eyesight, if you don't find real things in the ghost market, at least you won't be able to spot them, so there's no need for me to go there."

In Chen Yang's heart, what he meant was very clear, but Boss Song misunderstood Chen Yang's meaning.

Song Qingyun got close to Chen Yang and whispered, "They paid for the appraisal, and we will split it equally between the two of us! Even if we don't find anything good, we will still pay for the hard work, so it won't be in vain!"

"Besides, I feel more at ease with you following me!"

Although Boss Song made it very clear, Chen Yang was still a little hesitant. Fang Ziwei beside him whispered, "Brother, I also want to take a look. Are there really ghosts selling things in the ghost market?"

After hearing this, Chen Yang laughed directly and looked at Fang Ziwei. Anyway, he hadn't decided on the location of his shop yet. He had nothing to do, so he might as well take Fang Ziwei out for a walk.

"Okay, then I'll go with you!"

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