"Let's go, Xiaohao, Xiaoyou, the streets are basically stalls that open antique shops to make extra money. The real ghost market is the most shameful stalls in the innermost place. Only there will be good things appear." After squatting down from several stalls, Liu Yuanshan shook his head in disappointment, and then led the two of them straight to the depths of the street.

The three of them gradually walked deep into the street, with fewer people significantly reduced and the surroundings became darker. Several oil lamps were blown by the wind and were about to be extinguished. Here, Fang You smelled the familiar smell, looked at the sneaky ones on several stalls, and turned his eyes to look at their stall owner from time to time. Fang You had a guess in his heart, and I'm afraid these people would be shameless.

"Xiao Hao, you two are just walking around, don't leave me too far. Just call me if you have anything to do. I'll go to a few familiar stalls first to see if there are any good things." Looking at the antiques on the stalls that were still stained with soil, Liu Yuanshan felt a little itchy. He couldn't help but say something casually to the other party You and the others, and then rushed into the darkness.

Wang Hao opened his mouth and finally said to Liu Yuanshan's back hatefully: "The dog can't change his shit. He said he took us to the ghost market. This guy ran away by himself. Little wanderer, I can't believe him again next time."

Fang You nodded with some amusement. Every time Liu Yuanshan saw something good, he would throw them away as waste, which made Fang You feel a little helpless.

Bored, Fang You saw a stall next to him with the faint light of the oil lamp, and immediately walked over slowly, squatted on the ground, gently picked up the things on the rag and looked around.

"Little Youzi, where are you? Don't scare me." Wang Hao continued to curse at Liu Yuanshan's back. When he turned around, he saw that Fang You next to him was gone. His face was pale and his lips were trembling.

His shout made everyone on the street glar at him. The ghost market was just an atmosphere. If it was the same as usual, they might as well sleep at home and go to the antique city during the day.

"Here is here." Fang You was speechless, stood up, and hurriedly pulled Wang Hao over, "Little Youzi, when you leave next time, you say yes, okay, I think you were caught by the little ghost and put into the oil pan."

Wang Hao raised his head and looked at the stall owner behind him. Under the dark light of the oil lamp, the strange expression of the stall owner who seemed to be smiling made Wang Hao scared and he no longer dared to speak.

Fang You continued to look at the porcelain I just saw. Most of the stalls were made of porcelain, and there were also several silk products.

In this dark environment, you can't see the full picture of the porcelain. The authenticity depends entirely on your feelings and experience. How many people want to find a bargain in the ghost market? They are trapped, and they are affected by the inability to see things in the dark.

After looking at the porcelain carefully, Fang You shook his head helplessly, and did not even use escape techniques to absorb spiritual energy. He could see traces of imitation at a glance. The blue and white on it was dull and dull, which was simply porcelain produced by modern machines.

In the ghost market, due to the dark environment, it is probably possible to get a look if you are not careful. Fang You is not ready to watch it anymore. He activates the escape technique and looks at the stall, preparing to absorb spiritual energy to check it out. Unfortunately, all of them are empty and no trace of spiritual energy is sucked into his body.

Fang You smiled, glanced at the stall owner, and stood up. When he was about to leave, a trace of spiritual energy suddenly appeared in his body. He was stunned for a moment, then squatted down and continued to look. After a long time, he shook his head. According to his eyes and experience, none of the things on the stall were real. How could there be spiritual energy? Did he feel wrong when he was in a trance just now?

He activated the escape technique again and absorbed it. At the beginning, there was still no movement. It was not until Fang You glanced at the stall owner with some clarity that a trace of spiritual energy slowly arrived. He looked carefully at the location of the stall owner. There seemed to be a small box under his butt. He smiled and knew where the spiritual energy came out.

"Brother, I've been watching it for so long, can I have something I like? I can give you a little cheaper." The stall owner hiding in the dark saw Fang You ready to leave, and then squatted down to continue watching, thinking that he had liked something, so he immediately asked.

Fang You looked at the quirky young man, lowered his voice and said, "Boss, you should have something under the box here, can you take it out and take it out?"

"Yes, boss, I see that none of the things you have here are real. If you take out good things, you won't be short of money." Wang Hao said as he patted the bag on his waist. When he transferred the check to the bank card yesterday, he took tens of thousands of yuan and put it on his body, which was a good name to increase his inner sense of fulfillment.

Fang You quickly covered his mouth and said to the stall owner: "Boss, I'm sorry, my brother is a novice and is ignorant, don't mind."

Hearing Fang You's explanation, the stall owner's ugly expression slowed down a little, looked at Fang You and Wang Hao carefully, then took out a few items from the box under his butt, and glanced at Wang Hao with a blank expression, "Brother, let it go this time, remember, disaster comes from the mouth."

Wang Hao also realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing and apologized to the stall owner. He was not the kind of dumb guy who knew he was wrong and was still holding on. Although he was not interested in antiques, he also knew that what Liu Yuanshan was most annoying was who said his jade was fake and who put it on him. He kept saying that your things were not real, and I am afraid that anyone would be angry.

Looking at the fat man with a mountain-like face full of flesh apologized to him. The stall owner smiled on his expressionless face and waved his hand to Wang Hao, "Brother, forget it this time, please pay attention next time. Come on, brother, see how these things I have done. It's just released and it's still hot."

Fang You became very interested. Listening to these words, the boss probably did something shameful. He picked up a piece of porcelain closest to him. Fang You smelled the familiar smell again. It was the smell of soil. Seeing that some places above were covered with soil, Fang You smiled, calmed down, and had no fluctuations in his mood. He looked at the porcelain carefully.

After looking at the blue and white porcelain on the porcelain, I looked at the bottom of the porcelain. The Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, Fang You nodded slowly. Old Chu once told him some of the appraisal points of the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. The word "big" is thrown and the stroke is flat, the word "jing" is upward, the word "nian" is thrown and the word "nian" is thrown and the word "chi" is less than the knife.

Fang You subconsciously absorbed it with the escape technique, and a trace of spiritual energy appeared in his body. Then he looked at the other things that the stall owner took out, but it was empty and had no gains. He shook his head and looked at the stall owner with a smile. Sure enough, the shop owner put the authentic products in front of him. If it were someone who was impatient, he would probably subconsciously think that the things he took out were all real.

I picked up those pieces of porcelain and imitated them perfectly. If Fang You hadn't used escape technique to determine whether they were authentic or not, he wouldn't have found any flaws for a while.

"Boss, please give me a price." Fang You pointed to the Jiajing porcelain with aura in front and said with a smile.

The young stall owner looked at him, then pointed to the other pieces of porcelain taken out of the box, "Brother, don't you look at these pieces? I can buy them together and I can give you some cheaper."

"No need to look at it. I really can't see those things you have." Fang You shook his head and smiled.

Hearing Fang You's words, the young stall owner stopped talking. Since the boy saw it, he wouldn't buy it even if he talked nonsense. So he stretched out a slap, looked around, and said softly: "Fifty thousand."

"Fifty thousand, you can grab it..." Wang Hao widened his eyes. He was about to get angry, but Fang You slapped it in the head. He made up his mind that he would never bring this best again in the future. It was a trivial matter to anger these shameful people, and he was as if he was playing tricks.

Fang You glanced at the stall owner, then shook his head and stretched out a finger, "At most, 10,000 yuan, I will sell it to me at a cheap price this time, and we can still cooperate next time."

"No, brother, please add some more. This is not enough for us to eat. I have been working hard to get this piece of porcelain. I can't give it to you for free." The young stall owner was a little helpless. If it weren't for an emergency, he wouldn't have seen someone and took out the porcelain.

Fang You frowned and thought for a long time before he stretched out a finger, and a half-bent finger, "At most, 15,000 yuan, if you have any goods in the future, you can contact me." In order to buy this porcelain cheaply, Fang You couldn't care whether he could fulfill this promise.

The young stall owner was a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, he took two small stools from under his butt and handed them to Fang You, "Brother, you sit down for a while first, I want to ask my elder brother."

Wang Hao looked at his butt, then looked at Xiao Mazar, and finally gave up his plan to destroy Xiao Mazar.

After a while, a man wearing a baseball cap and completely covered his face came over, said a few words to the stall owner, and then came to Fang You and looked at Fang You and Wang Haozu for five minutes. "We are eager to use the money recently, and we will give it to you for another 5,000."

"Trade." Fang You smiled and waved to Wang Hao, "Mouse, I didn't bring you money, I will lend you 20,000 yuan first."

Wang Hao looked at him resentfully, then opened his waist bag, took out two old heads from it, and even counted them, he handed them directly to the mysterious man wearing a hat. Through the gap in his waist bag, they saw the stacks of old heads inside. The young stall owner looked at the mysterious man with some intentions, and then winked at Wang Hao at the mysterious man.

The mysterious man was also a little moved. Finally, he shook his head, took the two dollars, and said in a low voice: "Listen to my brother, if there is any goods, the little brother will buy it."

"It depends on whether your goods are fresh or not." Fang You smiled and slapped his eyes, not giving others any opportunity to take advantage of.

The mysterious man nodded, "Every time we come to the market, we will set up stalls here. If the little brother needs it, come here to find my brother. I hope we can cooperate in the future."

After taking the packaging bag containing porcelain from the young stall owner, Fang You looked in carefully, then absorbed it with the escape technique. There was spiritual energy and it was not transferred. He smiled and said, "The money and goods are cleared, boss, we are leaving."

"You two are here, don't give it away." Seeing that the two of them bought good things, they didn't stay too late at all, and left simply, the mysterious man breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Fang You and the other two had gone far, the young stall owner couldn't help asking the mysterious man: "Brother, why didn't you let me go just now? It was so dark. Not to mention robbing them, no one would know even if they were killed."

"Shh, whisper, do you think we don't have enough things? Now there are a group of archaeological teams exploring every day. Maybe one day we will find the location of the tomb. Our robbery may be exposed. For safety reasons, the boss said that we will meet in the eastern suburbs at 12 o'clock tonight, and then do the last time. Then after a gust of calm, we will move our position." The mysterious man looked around, pulled the young stall owner aside, and said in a low voice.
Chapter completed!