"Sister Qiu, the antiques in this exhibition hall are very ordinary. You haven't seen the ones you want to auction. What's the matter?"
Song Yun did not forget his mission to Xiangjiang this time, and asked as he walked outside the exhibition hall with Tang Miaomiao and Gong Yang Qiu. Just now, after reading all the antiques in the entire exhibition hall, he did not find that Gong Yang Qiu wanted Some of them.
"Today's exhibition is just some ordinary antiques. The real heavyweights have not yet appeared. There will be a special small preview later. Not everyone can go in and see this preview."
Ramqiu explained.
Song Yun only understood what was going on.
Song Yun and several people quickly walked to the door of the exhibition hall. Pan Sichen called Zhu Deyuan, Xu Desheng, and Fang Jun. They hadn't come out yet, so they had to wait.
Song Yun waited for a while, feeling a little bored, and saw a small stall not far away with a lot of antiques piled up.
Song Yun talked to Gong Yangqiu, and walked over to the stall. Anyway, I'm idle. It's better to go there for a stroll and pass the time. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, including the Fang Jun, are both old men and walk slowly. , The exhibition hall is very large and crowded, and it is conservatively estimated that it will not be able to show up for half an hour.
Tang Miaomiao saw Song Yun walking over and did not hesitate to follow.
Song Yun saw Tang Miaomiao walking towards him, so he slowed down and waited for her to go with him.
Song Yun discovered that there were more than a dozen stalls, large and small, lined up with long snakes, over 50 meters long.
"Sister Tang, why is there such a small stall here?"
Song Yun is a bit strange. This is the gate of the exhibition hall. Under normal circumstances, such a stall is impossible.
"This is organized by the auction organizer, and the stuff on the stall is also provided by them. The reason for doing this is very simple. It is to set off the atmosphere and make a simple promotion."
Tang Miaomiao participated in auctions in the past years, yes, this kind of thing is very clear.
Song Yun thinks this approach is very good. No matter which industry it is in, it is necessary to cultivate its own customers. This auction company is undoubtedly aware of this. Needless to say, the stalls must be fakes. Some of these auction companies are, It doesn't take much effort at all. It doesn't take much manpower and material resources to make a bunch of them here to make people feel.
Song Yun didn't squat down to choose carefully, and walked forward while watching.
Tang Miaomiao was not talking, and followed Song Yun's side, staring at Song Yun's every move.
Song Yun walked through seven or eight stalls without any movement at all.
"Could it be that there was no gain this time?"
Tang Miaomiao was a little disappointed. After he finished muttering, he couldn't help but laugh. He really thought too much. If it is an antique street or something, it might be missed, but these small stalls in front of him are nothing but It was some fakes made by the auction company that made the enthusiasts enjoyable. It is impossible to have good things. I actually hope that Song Yun can miss them. It is absolutely embarrassing.
Tang Miaomiao heard someone in the distance telling him to look back and found that Pan Sichen was beckoning to him. Beside her, there were a few more people, Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng.
"Song Yun, everyone is here, let's go!"
Tang Miaomiao called to Song Yun.
Song Yun did not speak, and suddenly squatted down.
Seeing Song Yun's movements, Tang Miaomiao's heart jumped, and his eyes narrowed.
"No way?"
"How is this possible?"
Tang Miaomiao couldn't believe his eyes.
Song Yun squatted in front of the stall, stretched out his hand to pick up a pile of coins, looked at several stalls and found nothing, originally wanted to leave, Tang Miaomiao greeted again, but the moment he turned around, he seemed to see the front Something flashed in his stall, although it was not very strong, but I was absolutely sure that I was right.
Song Yun turned it over for a while and found a silver-white coin with a diameter of about 5 cm.
Song Yun didn’t need to bargain. The items on the stall were divided into several areas, one for 100 yuan, one for 50 yuan, and one for 20 yuan. The coins belonged to the category of 20 yuan. After paying the money, he turned around with the coin in his hand, straight away.
When Tang Miaomiao saw Song Yun get something, the smile on his face was like a spring flower.
"what?"
Tang Miaomiao immediately walked to Song Yun and stretched out his hand.
Song Yun took the coin into Song Yun's hand.
"A silver coin."
The smile on Song Yun's face turned into a chrysanthemum, but suddenly he came to stroll around on a whim and pass the time. He did not expect that there would be such a harvest.
The entrance of the exhibition hall.
Gongyangqiu gathered together, waiting for Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao.
"Excessive!"
"This is too much!"
"So many of us are waiting for him, and they are all seniors. Doesn't he feel embarrassed?"
Fang Xiong saw Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao together not far away, his eyes seemed to burst out from fire, his temples were pounding with anger, and he couldn't help but speak.
There was no expression on Gong Yang Qiu's face, as if he hadn't heard Fang Xiong's words at all.
"what?"
"This is how the same thing?"
"That kid Song Yun bought something from the stall, is it possible that he missed it again?"
When Zhu Deyuan saw Song Yun squatting down in front of a stall, he paid for something after a while and couldn't help but yelled out.
"Hahahaha!"
"How is this possible?"
"How can there be good things on this kind of stall?"
"At most, some high imitations!"
"Leaking?"
"If it is really missing, no matter what it is, I will eat it abruptly into my stomach!"
Fang Xiong laughed loudly with a look of contempt.
