The main character I wrote ran out

Antique Street has been open for a long time, but the antique market is different from others, especially the earliest ghost market in the New Year in Yancheng is opened on the last day of January.I don't know what is so elegant, but it has always been like this, and it has become a custom.

There are ghost markets in every city, but some are called differently. Some places are simply called black markets, and some places are called Xiaoshi. Although the names are different, they all open before dawn. As soon as the stalls are closed, each stall will light up a lamp according to the occasion. From the kerosene lamps decades ago to the current LED lights, the ghost market is also advancing with the times.

Of course, there is also a small part of the ghost market that does not sell antiques, but Feng Shui artifacts.However, in order to prevent outsiders from buying them by mistake, many feng shui artifacts will be newly made and brightened, and some tender-headed greens will buy them back thinking they have pierced their eyes, but find out that their luck is not good for no reason. All kinds of things here cannot be explained in a few words.

Yin Shen got up early today, it was three o'clock in the morning, and there were still stars in the sky, Yin Shen poked his hands like an old man in the block, and moved forward little by little in a breath of air, Li Chuan followed behind, I don't know how to evaluate my boss's habits anymore.

If he didn't think it was for the sake of the red envelope, he must have whipped him up long ago.

"Boss, the ghost market is about to start, don't leave..."

Yin Shen was a little unhappy. Since that night, Lu Jie had entered the room and said he was going to retreat, and he hasn't come out until now. He has resumed the hard life of eating takeaway every day. Although Li Chuan helped him order takeaway, But it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality. Think about being able to eat carefully prepared meals at home every day, and now!I went out for a walk in the middle of the night, and it was still so cold, bad review!

Li Chuan suddenly felt that his boss's mood was a little worse, but he was not afraid at all. His boss seemed to have a temper, but in fact he seemed to have a temper. He would never blame others. In these days, he had never seen When your boss loses his temper.Most of the time, it doesn't matter if you look at people with a cold face.

The two walked for another 10 minutes, and finally got in before the ghost market opened.

The ghost market opened in an ancient porcelain factory in the suburbs. As soon as the two entered, they were hit by a wave of heat.The reason why the ghost market is called a ghost market is because the things that appear on the ghost market are of bad origin or its owner does not want to reveal his identity. Now it seems that there are many small lights, row upon row, really Like will-o'-the-wisps.

Li Chuan saw this kind of scene for the first time, and found it very fresh and exciting, no matter how precocious he was, he was only a young man in his twenties.And it is delicious and delicious. After a month of raising him, his face has some flesh, and his skin is whiter than when he came here. He can already see a handsome appearance.

He smiled at the moment, squinted his eyes, and said in admiration: "Boss, what do you want to buy, my little brother will definitely pick it up for you!"

Yin Shen, however, seemed to be lacking in interest. As a native of Yancheng, he had been to this ghost market countless times. He had been here since his grandfather. Many stall owners actually knew him. Hand in hand several times, walked along the way, received a lot of greetings.

Dazzling along the way, there are porcelains from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, famous paintings from the Tang and Song dynasties, and some cultural objects. Li Chuan even saw a lot of ancient bedding. This ghost market really lives up to its reputation.It's just that he hasn't even started to play with it, and with his eyesight, he still can't tell the authenticity of these things.

"You can watch it if you want. I'll go over there and I'll find you later."

Li Chuan nodded, without asking how you will find him later.

Pushing Li Chuan away, Yin Can went all the way through the crowd who were bargaining quietly, and went straight to the shop in the deepest part of the factory.Even in this kind of ghost market, there are grades and grades. The ones with storefronts naturally sell much better things than those on the street stalls outside.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a familiar voice.

"Xiao Li, we've been in business for so long, and you know my character. This cash cow, you'd better take it back." The voice was a little thick, with the precipitation of years, even if it was refusal, it still made me People feel respected.

The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties. Although his face was not as handsome, his temperament was very gentle. He didn't look like a businessman at all, but he was a full-fledged businessman. The man's handwriting is inside.

"Shopkeeper He, this must be an old thing..."

The two saw each other, and in the end the person named Xiao Li took the things away with some resentment.Only then did Yin Shen come forward and said, "Uncle He, who is this person? Don't everyone in the industry know not to touch things like money trees?"

The person who was called Uncle He by Yin Shen turned his head and saw him, and immediately lost the polite smile on his face, and the smile became more relaxed and freehand. He even reached out and patted his shoulder, as if he was very satisfied with his current body He said with relief, "You boy, I finally got to see you Uncle He! How was the medicine that boy gave you last time?"

... The person who never knew that he was sick and took medicine tilted his head and refused to answer.

Uncle He also knew his temper, so he simply stopped entangled with it, walked back with his arms around his shoulders, and replied as he walked: "That is the manufacturer who ordered paper and pens in the store. They dug out good things and asked me to palm them." Eyes, but I didn't expect it to be a hot potato, so let's not talk about it."

Yin Shen smiled slightly, but it wasn't just a hot potato. This money tree was not the current money tree strung together with gold and jade, but a kind of funerary object that emerged during the Eastern Han Dynasty.Now the money tree has become a symbol of wealth, but this kind of real thing is better displayed in the Palace Museum. The folks sell this funerary object privately. If something is brought out, they really don’t know how they died.

"Don't worry, Uncle He, the breath on that thing is not bad, it won't kill anyone."

"That's good, you talk, don't worry, uncle."

The two went all the way to the side room, and then Yin Shen took out the Ping An from his arms: "Uncle He, do you know how the psychic passed on the previous images?"

"This is like this..."

The two of them were just about to go out when they finished talking, when they heard the waiter knock on the door again, with obvious joy on his face, seeing Yin Shen thought he knew him, so he didn't shy away from him, and said directly: "Boss shopkeeper, good news! Someone from here brought something good, it is said that it is Tang Bohu's map of going out of the fortress, does the shopkeeper want to see it?"

Big stores like this basically have stalls. If there are any good things in the ghost market, they will be registered in the register, so that people can know where the things come from and where they go. At the same time - there is also a priority purchase right.

"Are you interested?"

Yin Shen thought for a while, and it was fine anyway, so he nodded, and the three of them went out together.

People who bought and sold calligraphy and paintings had gathered in the store, and there were even three of them fighting over the ownership of the paintings. Yin Shen was surprised that one of them was Li Chuan.

Li Chuan obviously also spotted Yin Can, and immediately waved his hand and said, "Boss, I paid for the calligraphy and painting, and both money and goods are paid. Just because the calligraphy and painting are valuable, this person wants to go back on his word. Does this ghost market still have such rules?" !"

Obviously, he didn't just say this to Yin Shen.

There were not many people present, obviously they were cleared out, but they were all insiders. In the antique business, the emphasis is on buying and leaving, and no refunds or exchanges. Those who return and exchange goods within seven days are Taobao sellers.

"You young man, don't talk nonsense. When did I take your money? I obviously sold the painting to this boss. Here is the receipt. You guys have seen it!" The man was wearing a long, big down jacket. , As he spoke, he took out a check from his coat pocket, with 100 million yuan written on it.

Yin Shen lost interest after taking a look at him. Seeing his appearance, Li Chuan whispered, only two people could hear him clearly: "Boss, could it be that this painting is fake?"

To be honest, Tang Bohu, even a seven-year-old child knows his name. As a famous painter in the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty, he was very popular with dignitaries at that time. Started the famous brand effect.Up to now, Tang Bohu's paintings are worth millions.

The most expensive Tang Bohu painting in the trading house has a turnover of more than nine figures.

But also because of this, Tang Bohu's imitation paintings are probably only a little less than Zhang Daqian's.Moreover, as a well-known painter in ancient times, Tang Bohu painted a lot of paintings in his life, some for money, some for friends, and even impromptu poems, so it is very difficult to identify the authenticity.

Moreover, Tang Yin once asked his good friend, the old man, to grab a brush for him. His good friend Zhu Yunming is also a master of both poetry and painting, and his imitations are very similar, which also makes it difficult to appreciate Tang Yin's paintings.

Yin Shen shook his head: "I don't know, your boss and I haven't seen the painting, so how do we know it's fake!" Silly!The human painting was still tightly hugged in his arms. In order not to destroy the painting, everyone dared to step forward and snatch it.

The shopkeeper He watched the play almost the same, but he did not mention the ownership of the painting, but advocated that everyone appreciate it together. If the painting is real, he is willing to accept it.In the ghost market, he has the absolute right of first refusal, of course at twice the price.

Anyone who has entered the ghost market knows this.

None of the people present had any objections, and neither did Li Chuan. Obviously, the shopkeeper had a good relationship with his own boss, and he would definitely not let him suffer.

Several people moved to the living room inside. The staff had already set up a small table, and then the boss put the painting on the table, unfolded it little by little, and the exquisite painting came into view instantly.

Yin Shen wasn't serious at first, but after seeing the general's accessories in the painting, he became serious instantly.

The fish talisman on the general's waist...it's really, it's easy to get it!