"Oh, don't miss it when you pass by. Come on, brother, hurry up and see the goods on my stall. Let me tell you, I'm all treasures!

Look at this, this is the bowl used by Qianlong, this is the tobacco pot used by Ji Xiaolan. These are all priceless treasures! They are all real!

If I hadn't been short of money recently, I would have been reluctant to sell them!"

When Sun Feng and Zhang Yi had just stepped into the antique street, a middle-aged man near the door shouted at Zhang Yi diligently.

When Sun Feng heard what he said, he couldn't help laughing. I said, "Uncle, even if you fool people, please find a similar excuse!"

Qianlong and Ji Xiaolan both came out. Are you recruiting or spending money on the business!

"Let's go around and see, don't take action easily. If you have more than 100, discuss with me, understand?"

Sun Feng ignored the uncle who was shouting hard at them and directly pointed at Zhang Yi, who was looking around, reminded him.

"Hey hey, don't leave! What I said is the truth. They are really valuable, really! I won't lie to you, I'm a man, and I'm a spit and a nail!"

Seeing Sun Feng and Zhang Yi directly skipping his stall and planning to walk in, the uncle suddenly became anxious.

He greeted them again and said, obviously treating them, young people, as a fool with half a bottle.

"I said, uncle, since you are all priceless treasures in this store, and you are short of money recently, why don't you go to that auction house to auction?

When you arrive there, even if you are worth ten thousand yuan, you can get 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. How can you suffer from this wind and rain!"

Seeing the uncle's reluctance, Sun Feng immediately joked at him with a smile, "Make up such a lie to attract business, this uncle's IQ is decisive and worrying."

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the uncle who originally wanted to fool Sun Feng became stupid in an instant, his face turned slightly red, and hesitated for a long time. But he couldn't fart.

Can he not know what he has on this stall? He is just a fool who is not good at it. If he really goes to the auction house, he will not be beaten to death and dragged it out and buried alive!

"Boss, it seems that you are quite clear about the tricks here. Please give me some advice! I won't be slaughtered by them as fat sheep."

Seeing Sun Feng's words, the uncle who was selling the business was no longer a big deal. Zhang Yi immediately pulled Sun Feng's sleeve with a look of surprise and asked him in admiration.

It’s true that he is the boss. This awesome and gorgeous one is almost breaking through the sky!

"There is no trick, you just need to remember a little, here. If you brag about how good and valuable the things you have on your own are, or if you are short of money, it depends on your destiny, you are all farting and you don't have to throw them.

Think about it again. Since he knows that the things on his stall are valuable, why not sell them to auction houses? Instead, he set up a street stall here?

The premise of picking up bargains is entirely because the stall owners do not recognize the goods.

Earlier, they spent 100 yuan to get in, as long as it could be two or three hundred, they would sell it, and they would not care about how much it is worth!

But now it’s different. Now, with the prevalence of collection, you want to pick up bargains, and I want to pick up bargains, and everyone wants to pick up bargains, but where do you get so many real antiques for you to pick up!

Moreover, the stall owner is not stupid. He won’t flip through the goods by himself before he gets on the stall. But he left the good things for you?

Do you think you and God are relatives? You can make a lot of money by buying something casually? If you have this luck, why don’t you pick up a few wallets when you go out?

Besides, the trend of collecting has been popular for so many years, and these stall owners set up stalls here every day, and people come and go. Even if there is a missed inspection, it will be gone long ago.

So when you come here, just watch the fun. If you really meet someone you like, you will regard it as a modern handicraft and cut it to less than two or three hundred.

As for the ones that cost thousands of dollars, just laugh at him with a look."

Hearing Zhang Yi's inquiry, Sun Feng immediately said to him bluntly.

He said nothing wrong, because while he was speaking, he had already started the super brain object age scanning program and scanned all the dozens of stalls around him, and did not find that one of them was from last year!

It is called antique street here, but in his opinion, it is more like a modern craft factory!

If you really believe that you can get a bargain here and get rich overnight, you are just two fools!

The voice of Sun Feng when he said this was not concealed at all, so except for Zhang Yi who heard it, many tourists and stall owners around him also heard it.

Thanks to his words, the stall owners' eyes when they looked at Sun Feng were immediately quite unkind.

But despite this, they did not refute it, but instead agreed to this fact.

"Let's go, I'll take you inside."

Seeing the bad eyes of those people, Sun Feng immediately apologized to them, knowing that his actions had just passed.

There is no so-called authenticity in antiques, only being beaten or being beaten. This transaction is originally something you want and you don’t have the intention of compulsiveness.

If you think it is real, but you buy a fake, you can only blame yourself for not having the eyesight and not the seller for fooling you.

Although his words just now were kind-hearted, they were suspected of smashing people's jobs. Taking money off is like killing parents. No wonder those stall owners looked at him so badly.

Seeing Sun Feng smiled apologetically at them, the stall owners' faces became much better. Some bowed to him in return, while others turned their heads over and ignored Sun Feng. Sun Feng smiled all over.

"Boss, look at this. This is a century-old peach wood that strikes lightning. I heard that this thing is placed under a pillow and has the effect of relieving disasters and avoiding evil spirits. Why don't you buy one back?"

After spending half an hour here, Zhang Yi's eyes were immediately attracted by a stall with dozens of wooden swords scattered.

After hearing the stall owner's introduction, he immediately took one of the peach wood swords and played with them with love. His eyes were quite moved. Although he was quite moved, he turned his head and asked Sun Feng what he meant.

"This wooden sword is indeed from peach wood, but it is not a hundred-year-old peach wood, or a ten-year-old one. As for whether it is a lightning-striking wood, I don't know.

There are different legends about peach wood being able to ward off evil spirits, and no one knows whether it really works, but peach wood is a symbol of auspiciousness and peace after all. If you like it, it will be as you wish."

Seeing the peach wood sword in Zhang Yi's hand, Sun Feng glanced at him and immediately gave him a more pertinent suggestion, but his pertinent proposal made the stall owner unhappy.

"Hey hey, I said little brother, do you understand? This is the century-old lightning-striking peach wood of the Zhengzheng Sect. It was opened by the Tianshi of Longhu Mountain. It is very effective. Do you know that there are gods three feet above your head?"

"Haha, you really see it. I just pretend to understand if I don't know. I just want to pretend to be a pussy in front of my brother. Don't be surprised!"

When Sun Feng heard the stall owner's words, he immediately smiled honestly at him, directly indicating that he was pretending to understand if he didn't understand. All I said was fake. If you have the ability, you can bite me!

"you……"

When the stall owner heard Sun Feng say this, his face turned red and he didn't know what to say.

People admit that they don’t know how to pretend to understand. How else do you teach him a lesson? How many times did you rush up and bite him?

He originally thought he was quite clever and could make up seven or eight stories for it, either desolate or happy, just by picking up something.

But at the moment, facing someone like Sun Feng who is very "self-aware", he is instantly stupid and can't do anything to hold back.

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Chapter completed!