In the next few days, Yan Jinghong refined several more spiritual objects, but the things she refined were not very suitable for her wishes. Now the two families of Yan Fang have almost two more treasures. If she refined useless spiritual objects, she usually chose to refine them again, but what she wanted was not refined.

The immortal refining technique can refine one object at a time or multiple objects. Yan Jinghong is thinking about all the spiritual objects that can be matched with the space stone. Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer spiritual objects in her hand, so she can only think about looking outside.

On this day, Yan Jinghong took Shangpin straight to the famous antique market in Jinghua City. When she was young, she often came here to play with her grandfather. She was familiar with her and soon arrived at the place.

The antique market has always been in a state of lively outside stalls and a little cold inside the shops, but no matter how popular the business of outside stalls is, most of them cannot keep up with the price of selling items in the shops.

Yan Jinghong took Shangpin to walk and stop at the stall. Occasionally, she could see one or two familiar figures, but because she was wearing a mask, she was not recognized.

"Sister, you have a good vision. Just this one, the Shoumu flower bowls from the Kangxi period, were less than 1,000 pieces in the world. Although my quality is a little different, it is guaranteed to be authentic. If I hadn't been in a hurry to use money, I would never have sold it!" A young man's voice was very clear and regretful.

The eldest sister on the side obviously disbelief: "Young man, don't be fooled by me when I'm old. When I was stumbling on this street, you were not born yet. This bowl was at most imitated in the late Qing Dynasty. I'll give you two thousand yuan, which is only a lot more and no more!"

The young man said unconvincedly: "Why am I scaring you? This is a bowl passed down from my family. It has been passed down for many generations. It is not ambiguous to say that it has a history of hundreds of years. It costs three million yuan at a time. If you don't want it, you can get it."

"You rob the money for three million, and I will give you at most 3,000 yuan. This pattern looks festive, otherwise I wouldn't even be willing to give it to 300 yuan!" The eldest sister didn't leave, and stood there and continued bargaining.

The young man was a little anxious and his voice increased by two points: "I'll give you three hundred yuan. If you find me such a bowl, I'll collect as much as I can!"

"It's boring to say this. Just this bowl, three thousand yuan, are you going to sell it or not?" the eldest sister said calmly, and finally added, "Don't blame my elder sister for not reminding you. It's just that I'm kind-hearted and willing to buy your bowl. If you change someone, I'm probably not willing to even sell it for 300 yuan."

"It's only three million. If you don't buy it, I'll put it in the auction house to sell it!" The young man was still unwilling to sell it, and his eyes were red.

"The auction house will not accept your bowl. Look, the bowl has been worn out. I guess they can't even let you in." The eldest sister was not afraid and continued to squeeze in, "I think you have been selling here for a while, so I'll ask you, is there any higher bids than me? Young man, the eldest sister advises you, don't be greedy when you can sell some money, be careful to end up throwing it into your hands."

When Yan Jinghong saw this slightly familiar scene, he felt that the word life is like a play is really a famous saying. The various aspects of life in the antique industry are just plays composed of stories.

"You, why are you so disgusted? If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't buy it, forget it. Why are you still stumbling here? I said you, if you can't afford it, leave quickly!" Don't say that the young man is not a good-tempered person, even if he has a good temper, he will probably be very angry when he meets such a buyer.

The eldest sister was still not angry, "Let's do this, I'm also a soft-hearted person. I'll give you four thousand. I think your imitation is pretty good, and it's barely worth the price."

"Three million! Don't lose a penny, just leave if you don't buy it!" The young man said gritting his teeth. His bad temper was obviously not a serious businessman.

The eldest sister bared her teeth, probably feeling it was a bit tricky. After thinking about it, she seemed to have made some decision and said, "Forget it, I won't bother with you anymore. The price is 30,000 yuan, no more!"

The young man's impatient expression finally changed, but he still didn't let go, "I said, "Sister, you haven't left now. It seems that you like my treasure. It's impossible for 30,000 yuan. Let's give in. I'll give in. Two or eight million yuan, and you can take it away at once!"

"No, no, it's too expensive. I'll pay up to 30,000. I think 30,000 is a bit expensive..."

At this moment, someone else was attracted to come and see the fun, and suddenly a man shouted: "Brother, I think you are good, let's do this, I will pay 50,000 yuan in cash!"

The man said and took out 50,000 yuan in cash, looking very sincere.

When Shangpin saw this scene, his lips bent and his face was smiling. Yan Jinghong happened to see it, "What are you laughing at?"

Shangpin whispered: "I saw a joke online not long ago, saying that people who are now carrying five-digit cash out, if they don't go to the bank to deposit money, they have to consider the possibility of a liar."

"Then do you think they are liars?" Yan Jinghongyu asked playfully.

Shangpin thought about it carefully, "I think some are, some are not."

Shangpin doesn't understand antiques, but he can look at people, "I think that big sister is not a liar, that young man looks like."

Yan Jinghong smiled but didn't say anything, and continued to stand aside and watch the fun.

At this time, the elder sister spoke, "Why are you like this, comrade? You come first and then do you understand or not. You don't even understand the rules in the circle. It's just a joke!"

"Auntie, you are a layman. What rules? Money is a rule. Do you know what the higher price means? "The man patted the money in his hand, "I have money, I am willing to pay, this is the rule."

Many people around looked at the man with disdain, but the young seller said with bright eyes: "Yes, the price is higher. I am a baby. If my father hadn't been in the hospital for urgent need of money, I wouldn't have been willing to sell it!"

"But don't talk about your 30,000 or 50,000 yuan. I've found someone to identify this treasure. I've lost three million. No, I won't sell it for two million or eight hundred million!" The young man shouted in a special voice, trying to attract more customers to bid.

"Boss, how much is this thing you said?" Shangpin asked in a low voice when his boss knew the goods.

Yan Jinghong narrowed his eyes and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Some people want three or five yuan, and some people want 30,000 yuan, but if they encounter someone in need, three million is not impossible."

"Then what you mean is that this is the real thing?" Shangpin said in surprise.

“Not all.”

"Well!"
Chapter completed!