Nowadays, China, which has money, ships and skills, has formulated a plan to salvage the South China Sea No. 1 as a whole.

The new home of Nanhai No. 1 passed the acceptance a few months ago, just waiting for the wanderer to return home.

Antique cultural relics, once they get involved in celebrity anecdotes, their value will surely surge. If you put a label on a famous family, the price will have to be on the rocket to Mars.

"I don't believe this is something from Nanhai No. 1."

"If so, I won't go into jail if I buy it."

"No."

The mixed-race beauty put down the sea dragon ball and was about to leave. The vendor quickly straightened his waist and came to the mixed-race beauty through the stall, and explained attentively: "Don't be anxious. Look again. This is the real treasure."

"It's good to be optimistic."

As he said that, the vendor picked up the flashlight and caught the wrist of the mixed-race beauty with one hand, and the flashlight was on the surface of the sea dragon ball.

The moment the flashlight was pressed twice, the sea dragon ball magically turned into a three-tile orange light bulb.

In the orange light bulb, there are two black dots as big as peas, which are clearly visible.

"I haven't lie to you. Isn't God God? Is it beautiful?"

The vendor demonstration ended, but he still held the wrist of the mixed-race beauty, greedily smelling the body fragrance of the mixed-race beauty, and his eyes were full of the most intense heat.

"What are these two dark spots?"

"No need to worry about a little flaw."

"Mi Nu, you are so beautiful, you must buy the Sea Dragon Ball back."

"I'll give you a discount."

The vendor caught the mixed-race beauty and kept calling out, for fear that the mixed-race beauty would leave.

"How much do you sell?"

The mixed-race beauty was moved by the vendor and asked for the price.

"Money is a trivial matter. The main thing is that you like it."

"I'm about to close the stall here. I'll treat you to a midnight snack, let's talk slowly."

Until this moment, the vendor's fox tail was finally revealed.

“I can’t afford it.”

"I'm going home. My husband is on a business trip, and I'm going back alone, so scared."

The mixed-race beauty shyly put Hailong back to the vendor's hand. Her voice was delicate, her eyes were fluttering and her eyes were full of brilliance, and she was indescribable.

The vendor's three souls and seven spirits immediately ejaculated and his whole body became melted.

"Where is your home? I'll give it to you."

When they said this, the vendors' voices were trembling.

"Not far away, just turn a corner and then get there."

"You can sell me a little cheaper beads."

"No, no, my dad said, this is my wife's book, and it won't be sold for less than 200,000..."

The mixed-race beauty showed a pitiful look with a grievance: "My salary is only 3,000 yuan. I can't afford it, so I can sell it to me for a cheap coral pendant and pearl necklace..."

The vendor's eyes were straight, his throat was swallowed hard, but he shouted cruelly: "That's not possible. What I sell is high-quality goods, and it's not cheap."

The mixed-race beauty had her head slightly hanging down, and her heart was sad and bit her lips and acted coquettishly: "You can just be cheaper. At worst, I can treat you to a midnight snack, but you have to send me home."

"I'm afraid of the dark!"

Hearing this, the vendor was so happy that he felt a little disappointed, and half of his body was slimming: "Then..."

At this moment, I went up to the stall and bent down, picked up a large round box from the stall, and whispered: "Boss, is this a compass?"

The mixed-race beauty subconsciously turned her head. When she saw it was me, her white and tender eyelids blinked gently, and her delicate and silky jade face as delicate and smooth as milk showed a hint of suspicion.

"Compass Compass."

I disturbed the good things about him and the mixed-race beauty. The vendor responded impatiently with a black face. He went to get close to the mixed-race beauty again: "Mi'er..."

"Is it a Feng Shui compass? How do you look at the direction?"

I interrupted the vendor again.

"How could I know? I don't think about Feng Shui. You can think about it yourself."

The vendor responded angrily, full of disgust, turned around and was impatient to talk to the mixed-race beauty: "Mi Nu, what's your name?"

"My name is Qiyan!"

"Qi is capitalized by Qi, Yan is, and the character "woman" is opened next to it."

"Open...yes, open..."

"The Tajik and Han people are mixed with blood."

"This year, he is twenty-six years old. He is a rabbit. Leo." "Height 169, weighs 46 kg, and his measurements are 90, 60 and 92."

The mixed-race beauty said softly, turned her head and glanced at me, and her eyes swept past the compass in my hand.

Flying silk floated out of her affectionate eyes, and the red lips of Danxia gently raised up, and a pink peach blossom bloomed.

Click!

The vendor sat on the ground and was stunned, and his three souls and seven spirits disappeared.

"My name is Lu Ren..."

"Please lend me the flashlight, please."

I was completely unaware of the current affairs and started to manage the vendors to borrow flashlights.

Suddenly, the vendor became angry: "I said why are you so troublesome? Do you don't bring flashlights when you go to the ghost market? No." "The flashlight is here. Take it."

Qi Yan turned on the flashlight, shone it into my eyes, and handed it over openly.

In the strong light in the sky, there was a pair of obsidian eyes flashing with faint light staring straight at me, shining and captivating.

In the darkness, a soft and boneless hand drew a straight line on the palm of my hand.

"Thanks."

After taking the flashlight, I looked at the compass carefully and kept asking.

The vendor was anxious and angry, and shouted: "Why are you so fucked? If you can understand, read it. If you can't understand, don't ask."

"The questioner will not lose each other."

My words made the vendor roll their eyes and turn their heads: "Look quickly. I'm going to close."

Qi Yan's coquettish tired voice came from next to her: "It's too late, I'm going home."

As he said that, Qi Yan got up, held her arms tightly, raised her head with her fingers, raised her waist high, and yawned a long time: "It's so tiring to go to work, I want to rest."

The vendor opposite was straight, his liver trembled, and he licked his lips and shouted: "Don't..."

I whispered: "Boss, how to sell a compass?"

"Ten thousand!"

I have been disturbed by good things many times, and the vendors have been rude in their faces to quote a sky-high price.

"one hundred!"

"Don't sell. Don't sell. Put down the things and you go."

"You tell me the real price. It's suitable for me to buy it back and keep the house."

"If you don't sell it if you love buying or not, just let it go."

As he said that, the vendor came over to catch the compass.

I raised my hand to avoid: "I'll take a look..."

After saying this, the vendor was so anxious that he wanted to strangle me to death.

Chapter completed!