Chapter 347: Self-cooked

Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Shen Xue were about to walk into an antique shop when they suddenly stopped in front of them.
Song Yun was originally walking behind, seeing this situation, and blocking Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue two steps forward.
"What do you want to do?"
Song Yun said as he handed the antique box in his hand to Tang Miaomiao. The person in front of him didn't know how to suddenly appear. It must be unkind. If he freed up his hands, if my partner did anything, Never mind beating the other party hard.
"This gentleman, two ladies, how are you."
"Don't worry that I am not a bad person. I opened an antique shop here. I saw you enter an antique shop and another antique shop just now. I wonder if you are looking for any antiques. If this is the case, I don’t know if I have time to sit in my shop and let’s talk. If there are antiques you want in my shop, we can talk about business. Even if we don’t have what you want, we have to make a friend. "
Xu Jiacheng looked at Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Shen Xue with ecstasy in his heart. He recognized at a glance that these were the three people who photographed the antique. There is no way, the handsome men and women are absolutely outstanding. , As long as you have seen it, you can’t forget it if you want to forget it, you can’t find a place to step through the iron shoes, it takes no effort to get it, I thought it would take a lot of effort to find someone, or even impossible to find it. I didn't expect that it took only half an hour to run into the person I wanted to find. This kind of luck was simply against the sky.
Xu Jiacheng is very experienced, knowing that this kind of thing cannot be said on the street, so he simply invited the other person to his and Luo Shuai's antique shop. It is better to talk about it in that kind of place. Of course, how can the matter be brought to the auction? He didn't have any ideas in his mind, but it was definitely a correct choice to take these people in front of him to the antique shop.
Song Yun looked at Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue. He didn’t care about this. This person’s behavior is not surprising. People who want to do business will of course pay attention to those people on the street. If Miao Miao and Shen Xue are willing to go, they will go and see, and if they are not willing to go, they will fall down.
Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue nodded, no problem, anyway, they came here to find antiques.
Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue followed Xu Jiacheng, and soon went to an antique shop.
Fengmingzhai.
Song Yun looked up at a huge plaque hanging at the entrance of the store. The expression on his face was a little weird. The name was too feminine. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for an antique shop to have such a name.
Song Yun couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Xu Jiacheng.
Xu Jiacheng was at the forefront at this time, without seeing Song Yun's movements at all.
Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue glanced at each other and couldn't help but have a little imagination, but this was really rude and could only be forced down.
The name of Fengming Pavilion is a bit funny, but it is a first-class antique shop.
The area is very large, more than 300 square meters, and the decoration is magnificent. There is a huge sofa and tea table in the middle. Except for one corner on the counter, the remaining four walls are all tall. The cabinets are decorated with antiques one after another. They are very neat and tidy. There is a small spotlight directly above each antique. The light shines on the antique, it is radiant and beautiful. Just a walk away. Come in, you will definitely be attracted by these antiques.
"The superficial skills are done well!"
After Song Yun missed a glance, he couldn't help but vomit secretly. The antiques on the shelf are basically fake, no less than 100 pieces in total, but more than 90% are fakes, and a few of them are real. It is a bargain, no more than 50,000 yuan, the most expensive one is no more than 200,000 yuan, and in the middle of all the values, there is a special glass window lock, these are absolutely superficial skills, no meaning at all, antiques are really real It’s not the decoration that you don’t really look at, but it must be admitted that the careful thoughts of Fengming Pavilion are still very attractive to laymen.
Tang Miaomiao turned his head and looked at Song Yun, and found that Song Yun had no expression on his face. He knew immediately that he was not cold at all with the antiques here. In a word, the antiques here are all fake. Yes, even if it is true, it is not much better.
Shen Xue didn't speak, and the ice cream in her hand hadn't finished eating, she was eating one bite without a bite, just like a little girl who doesn't care about anything.
Xu Jiacheng winked at Luo Shuai.
"what?"
"Are you at the auction before?"
"I seem to have seen you!"
"I don't know if I remembered it wrong?!"
Luo Shuai strode to Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Shen Xue, without saying hello, immediately yelled.
"Hahaha!"
"We were indeed there before."
Song Yun smiled and nodded. The person in front of him had no impression at all. Since the other party could say something like this, he must have been near him before, but he just didn't notice it.
"Hello!"
"Introduce myself, my name is Luo Shuai, and Fengming Pavilion is an antique shop opened by Xu Jiacheng and I."
"Hearing the name of this store, do you think it is a bit funny? When we two opened the store, we didn’t think much about it. We just started one at random. At that time, we felt that our antique store could not be opened at all. It will be dumped, the name of the store doesn’t matter at all, but then I found out that the business was pretty good, and it’s been in business until now, and the name of the store is simply not changed."
"But I know that everyone who comes to our store for the first time thinks that the name of this store is really a bit of a bitch. If you want to laugh, I don't mind at all."
Luo Shuai laughed heartily.