This antique street is not long, only about one thousand meters and is only about six or seven meters wide. It is also very ordinary, with cloth on both sides, and various things on it. Each stall is only about five square meters. At first glance, there should be five or six hundred stalls, which is a bit spectacular. It is bustling and bustling, with all kinds of shouts and shouts.

"Compared with Panjiayuan and Liulichang in the capital, it's just a witch." Sun Moba said disdainfully. He had nothing to do before and often wandered around Panjiayuan and Liulichang.

"Only those who are so bored can compare with Pan Jiayuan. Can they compare? They are not of the same level, it's boring!" Hong Tianbao looked at this guy with a small contempt.

Sun Moba was so swallowed by these words that he couldn't speak. He looked at Hong Tianbao, and then coughed a few awkwardly. Tang Xin suddenly laughed secretly when he saw that Sun Moba was despised.

The three of them walked inside, and this combination was very attractive, especially those small vendors. They all had their eyes shiny. These people were all practicing in the Bagua furnace of Taishang Laojun, and had long achieved golden eyes and fire eyes.

If they recognize it, it is not difficult to guess this combination. Hong Tianbao should be the young master, the second generation ancestor, and Tang Xin is Hong Tianbao's girl, and the big guy followed behind should be bodyguards and the like. They like this kind of people, they are all rookies and water fish. They don't know anything about antiques, and they are often generous, especially now beauties.

The sucker is here, what if you don’t welcome you warmly? All the stall owners who are closer stand up. They all have shiny eyes and smiles on their faces, which really gives people a feeling of being at home.

"Huh! What are they doing? Why do I feel like they all know us?" Sun Moba said in surprise.

"We treat it as suckers." Hong Tianbao said with a wry smile.

"I'm like a sucker, too?" Sun Moba couldn't help but glared.

"You are not like a sucker, you are more like a bodyguard entourage." Tang Xin's face turned red. She had been in the industry for so long that she had already felt the thoughts of these people.

Sun Moba was surprised and said to himself: I am like a thug, why are you blushing? It’s inexplicable!

Hong Tianbao coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment. At this time, a middle-aged man on his head had already greeted him with a smile. This guy had a pair of monkey eyes, which made people suspect that he was a cunning person. He smiled a little too much. If he hadn't blocked his ears, his mouth would have almost cracked to the back of his head.

"When you see that your seal hall is shining, you must be a rich and powerful person. Today I come to see the baby and want to give a gift to the elders, right? Why don't you see it? All the ones here are good babies! Look at this painting, I will tell you secretly! This is a painting by famous artists in the Tang Dynasty, and giving gifts is just right." The stall owner first praised a few words in the sky, then picked up a hanging painting on his stall and said.

Hong Tianbao was immediately amazed and laughed, and it was not right to see it, nor was it not right to see it. This painting was not said by the Tang Dynasty, nor was it just a manual painting, just a printed product. Tang Xin laughed secretly, and she had encountered this situation many times before.

Sun Moba curled his lips. This guy was really suspicious of being a fortune teller. He took the painting and saw the stall owner immediately calmed down and said to him that you were rude and didn't even look at the master, so you took the lead and had no education at all.

"Oh! Big guy, you are thick-handed and thick-legged, be careful! I am a real baby, you can't afford to compensate if you break it."

When Sun Moba looked at it, he immediately glared: "Hmm? This is what you mentioned in the famous painting of the Tang Dynasty? Why was it printed in 1999? Could this painting be a time traveling product?"

The stall owner looked along and saw a line of small words on the bottom of the painting: Printed by **** in 1999! He also blushed, and then smiled embarrassedly and said, "Oh! I took the wrong one, not this one, it should be this one." The stall owner was still worried and quickly turned out a pair of words without printing.

Hong Tianbao shook his head and walked forward. The stall owner secretly regretted why he was so careless that he finally caught a fish. The other stall owners were gloating and when they saw Hong Tianbao coming, they all rushed to sell their treasures.

Hong Tianbao and others walked around and stopped, mainly because Tang Xin wanted to stop and see. She was no better than Hong Tianbao. She could see through an antique with a glance. She looked at a jade hairpin at a stall. It was more than ten centimeters long, emerald green, with a very large head of water, and the hairpin head was forked.

The stall owner was a little different. He was actually a man in Taoist suit, with mustache sitting behind the stall with his eyes closed. This man seemed to be practicing and was indifferent to the movements of the outside world. Hong Tianbao and others had been staying for two minutes. This guy was still free and had no movement.

"Hey! Boss, how do you sell your jade hairpin?" This was the first time Tang Xin met such an unemployed guy.

The guy still didn't open his eyes and opened his mouth and said, "Eight hundred and five, I took it away, put the money in my bag, and I won't find any change." After that, he became a sculpture.

This time, even Sun Moba stared at her eyes. This boss is really powerful. He has seen a turtle climbing a tree, but he has never seen a rooster crossing the river.

Hong Tianbao knew that Tang Xin had found a bargain. This jade hairpin was never old and was from the late Qing Dynasty, but it was worth at least tens of thousands, right?

Tang Xin was not in the mood to bargain, so he threw down the black leather bag and left. It was boring to meet such a person.

The other stall owners were depressed and they were exhausted. The three of them didn't speak. Instead, the Taoist priest didn't open his eyes and the business was completed. Is the world now changing? In this business, it is also important to be silence?

Hong Tianbao and others continued to move forward, but they didn't know that someone had already set their sights on them.

The ground mouse is not from Shanghai, he looks scammers. He doesn't know antiques, but he is good at cheating. He specializes in doing some tricks. Not long ago, a stranger gave him a few porcelains, and the two agreed to share the profit by 46. Some time ago, he committed crimes in several big cities across the country. This guy is quite powerful and really made a lot of money for him.

In fact, there is a reason why this guy went so smoothly. Although the porcelain given to him was not real, it was still as fake as real, and even experts could not recognize it. Therefore, when the bottle was broken, people who were a little familiar with it would determine that it was real. Many people said good things to him, which made him succeed again and again and again, and he was still free to this day.

A few days ago, he came to this rich and rich city by someone's introduction. The first thing he came to was this antique street. He had been lurking here for two days and had not found a suitable partner to take action.
Chapter completed!