"Song Yun, what's wrong with you?!"
"Could it be that you want to tell me that the antiques on these stalls are all real?!"
Xu Desheng felt that if this matter was true, it would be a little weird.
"Who said no?"
"The antiques on these stalls are basically real, only two of them are fake. I really can't understand what is going on!"
Song Yun smiled bitterly.
"We don't need to worry about these things at all. As long as these antiques are genuine and the price is not too outrageous, we can simply buy them."
Tang Miaomiao can't manage so much, and feels that there is no need to have a headache. If the antiques on these stalls are really good, as long as the price can be negotiated, they can simply buy all the treasures in the treasure Pavilion. Although the problem has been improved to a certain extent, there is a steady stream of entrustment, no matter how many antiques there are.
Song Yun thought for a while and couldn't help laughing. He felt that he was really a bit too horny. Tang Miaomiao's statement is correct. As long as the antique is genuine and the price is not too outrageous, just buy it all. .
After Song Yun's mind turned around, he immediately started to work on the matter. He quickly negotiated the price with the first stall, and bought all the antiques at the market price, and then the second one. The stall, and then the third stall.
There were a lot of people in the exhibition hall. It was the most lively time. When Song Yun started to buy antiques, not many people paid attention, but slowly, more and more people were onlookers. There was really no way. , One stall after another stalls were all swept away, as if this was not an antique at all, but the Chinese cabbage in the vegetable market. I have never seen an antique shop directly to sweep the goods, and I can’t think of attracting others’ attention.
"Where did these people come from?!"
"Could it be that they want to buy all the antiques on these stalls?!"
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"The Tyrant Tyrant!"
"This is the real local tyrant!"
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"It's so refreshing to buy antiques. It seems that there is money in my pocket and I don't care at all!"
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There were more and more onlookers, and all of them couldn't help but admire. There are too many people who buy antiques, but such people are not common, and many people have never seen it.
Jiang Guangming and Zhu Deyuan were among the crowd. The two originally chatted in a corner of the exhibition hall. At the same time, they slowly discovered that many people were gathering in a corner of the exhibition hall. Later performance came over and found that it was Song Yun and Tang. Miao Miao and the others are buying antiques, and they are making rounds from stall after stall.
Of course, Zhu Deyuan knew what was going on. The problem of the shortage of antiques in Zhenbao Pavilion has always existed, but now it is not as serious as before. Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao found that there are antiques here, so naturally they came to sweep the goods. Not surprising at all.
"This kid is absolutely high-profile no matter where he goes!"
"All will become the attention figure!"
Zhu Deyuan could not help shaking his head as he listened to the comments of the people around him.
Jiang Guangming did not speak. His two eyes were fixed on Song Yun who was picking antiques. The layman watched the excitement and the insider watched the doorway. He soon discovered that Song Yun had a very important feature when picking antiques. , That is, every time you pick up an antique, it will tell you a price. This price is no different from the market price. From this, you can see that you are very familiar with the market price of antiques. One point is already a very incredible ability.
"Does Song Yun really have such a strong ability?!"
"Could it be that those legends are all true?!"
Jiang Guangming had already relieved his mind, thinking that Song Yun could not be so powerful, but now this idea has been shaken again. A person who knows the price of antiques so well cannot be a idiot.
