Chapter 87: Culture Street

Hearing Ming Wuxiang's jokes, Li Jiahua rolled his eyes silently, and said, "Master Dao, do you think two beds can fit our three big men?"
"Why can't it? Push the two beds together so that there is no problem sleeping three people." Ming Wuxiang spread his hands, and the suggestions given were very irresponsible.
"Then I got up the next day and found that the one in the middle of the bed was pinched?" Li Jiahua complained about Ming Wuxiang and didn't bother to continue such a boring topic with Ming Wuxiang, "I smell breakfast. Hey, easy. Dongzi, how can you do it first!"
You don't need to smell it at all, as long as you are not blind, you can see the plastic bags held by Ming Wuxiang and Gu Tang. While Li Jiahua was busy making complaints with Ming Wuxiang, Yi Xing and Dong Zhiming had already moved their mouths directly.
"Seeing you are busy talking to Master Dao, why are we embarrassed to interrupt, so we just ate it." Yi Xing nibbled on the egg tart, and he could still speak so neatly. I really admire it.
As for Dong Zhiming, he looked up at the yelling Li Jiahua, and continued to lower his head to take out a bowl of very fragrant seafood porridge from the plastic bag.
The sky is big and the food is the biggest. As for Li Jiahua's yelling, isn't it easy to deal with. I don't know if it is true that those who are near Zhu are red and black are those who are black. Dong Zhiming, who was originally dedicated to only reading sage books, was also infected with a black-bellied character.
"Wipe, what do you mean! Put down the golden sand buns!" Li Jiahua quite liked this kind of buns with salted egg yolk as filling. He saw that Yi Xing had already eaten two and was ready to continue. There were four buns per cage. A bun is the size of a plum, which is not enough to fill the stomach.
Ming Wuxiang saw Yi Xing and Li Jiahua arguing. They couldn't be quiet after eating breakfast. Ming Wu was speechless, but he still asked the two to stop.
"Okay, there's something to do later, you guys eat breakfast quickly, stop making trouble."
Yixing and Li Jiahua, who were rushing for food, turned their heads to look at Ming Wuxiang in doubt, and said Yixing, "Master Dao, the summer auction will only start at eleven o'clock, isn't it still early?"
Although Yixing forgot to ask the number of people limited by the invitation letter, he still remembers the start time.
"The auction starts at eleven, but we also have activities before eleven."
"Is there an event?" When Ming Wuxiang said, don't say it easily. Even Li Jiahua and Dong Zhiming are confused. They don't know if there is an event?
Ming Wuxiang saw the dumbfounded faces of his friends, and after thinking about it, it seemed that he hadn't mentioned it to the friends.
Well, although it was his fault, Ming Wuxiang still looked calm on the surface and said, "The summer auction will be held at the Nanling Auction House on Wangfu Road. Don’t you want to stop by the Cultural Street next door to Wangfu Road? Take a look?"
When Ming Wuxiang mentioned Wenhua Street, except for Dong Zhiming, the eyes of Yi Xing and Li Jiahua could be said to be bright.
Cultural Street, this name makes it easy for outsiders to misunderstand that this is a place to buy books and other things. Although it does sell these, the most attractive thing about Cultural Street is the various suspected antique goods inside!
Why is it suspicious, because there are more man-made ‘antiques’ inside. But don't look at the number of fakes, but for a period of time, there will be news from Wenhua Street that everyone has missed it. Therefore, there have been no fewer guests in Wenhua Street.
And Wenhua Street is not all fakes. The antique shops opened on Wenhua Street have a lot of authentic and treasures, but the price makes ordinary people stunned.
The two people who had gone through gambling on Stone Street once heard that Ming Wuxiang mentioned Cultural Street, and they didn't get rid of the chicken blood.
"If you are interested, of course you are interested!"
"If you have, don't waste time."
The bait of You Wenhua Street was fishing in front. Yi Xing and Li Jiahua didn't make a fuss anymore. The speed of eating can be said to be fast, and I did not forget to let Dong Zhiming also eat faster. Dong Zhiming could only look at Yixing and Li Jiahua with black lines.
Well, as far as Dong Zhiming is concerned, he is really not interested in picking things up. Dong Zhiming's family belongs to the kind of family that is above the food and clothing line, but the education of his parents makes him more accustomed to being down-to-earth, unlike Yi Xing, who are keen on picking up missing characters and fighting luck.
But of course, Dong Zhiming would not dissuade them from Yixing. In his eyes, everyone is different, and he just needs to manage himself.
The crowd left the hotel just after eight after breakfast. The easy car was Xing Aofeng who asked him to help him and parked it in the hotel's parking lot. The key was left at the front desk of the hotel, and it was easy to get it directly.
Of course, it is easy to drive without asking. The five people just happened to be full, sitting in the car, and Yixing suddenly said when driving towards Wenhua Street.
"Master Dao, shall we talk to Brother Xing when we go to Wenhua Street?"
Even if Yi Xing only met Xing Aofeng for one night, and Li Jiahua, but these three guys looked like they had met late. If it weren't for the great Gu Tang, Xing Aofeng would have almost come with him last night.
For the magical friendship of the three, he can only say that he can't understand the funny thoughts as a normal person.
So today they went to Wenhua Street, Yixing wondered if Xing Aofeng would come.
Before Ming Wuxiang answered, Gu Tang said, "That guy shouldn't get up yet."
Xing Aofeng is different from Yi Xing. He is a real night owl. It is impossible to sleep until three or four o'clock at night. It's only eight o'clock, and that guy definitely sleeps best.
After Gu Tang said that Xing Aofeng hadn't gotten up yet, Yixing didn't mention it anymore. Comparing your heart to your heart, if someone wakes you up when you sleep most, you will definitely blow up your hair.
So let Brother Xing continue to sleep.
Fortunately, Xing Aofeng still doesn't know the idea of ​​easy implementation, or he will definitely cry bitterly. They clearly established a deep friendship last night. It turned out to be just plastic flowers!
Culture Street, such an interesting place, I don't even call him!
The summer auction held by Nanling Auction House and several other auction houses was very large. The guests who attended were not rich or expensive. Therefore, the traffic police in the flower market planned to temporarily block the Wangfu Road area.
But it's still early, those nobles suspect that they are still in bed like Xing Aofeng.
Yixing parked the car in the on-street parking lot next to Wenhua Street, not far from Wenhua Street and Wangfu Road.
The Wenhua Street around nine o'clock has a lot of people, and you can see it with sharp eyes. In the Wenhua Street, there are many gray-haired old people holding magnifying glasses, squatting on the side of the stall to observe the dust in their hands. I don't know if it is a genuine antique product.
In other words, the cultural street of the flower market has a very special place, that is, there are more stalls than shops. But it’s not surprising to think about it, not to mention that the supply of goods to open a store is sufficient, and there is absolutely no shortage of funds. The merchants who set up the street stalls should really want to one day be able to open an antique shop of their own in Wenhua Street.
In Yanhuang State, the sale of antiques is legal. Of course, the sale of national treasures is not allowed. There are also strict regulations on the outflow of antiques abroad.
That is, you can sell your own antiques abroad, but the tariff is very high. Rumor has it that tariffs are higher than the price of antiques. As for those who want to ship antiques in the name of handicrafts, I'm sorry, you said that handicrafts are not counted. Customs experts say that it is handicrafts.
There are also those smuggling and smuggling. The profits are amazing. However, if they are caught, the punishment is also amazing.
Compared with the strictness of domestic antiques going abroad, the return of domestic antiques and the entry of foreign antiques into Yanhuang Country are very easy.
This kind of ‘discrimination’ has caused many foreign antique dealers to complain and protest against Yanhuang’s tyranny. However, the high-level officials of Yanhuang’s country are domineering and do not explain, and have an attitude of love or want.
The official strength of the Yanhuang State made those foreign antique dealers who wanted to take advantage of them so angry that their beards were erected but still helpless.
I can't say it, I can't play even more, and in the end I can only grit my teeth and endure it.