Just after breakfast, Xu Yinan drove to pick them up in person. Originally, Fang Fang told Xu Yinan that he didn’t need to go shopping with them, and they could just go shopping on their own, but Xu Yinan insisted on coming to accompany them! After all, Fourth Master Qi was old.

It was old, and he had been to Panjiayuan countless times, so he didn’t follow a few young people here!

"My friend said that when you come to Beijing, I must treat you well. Although he did not come to the trading scene that day, he also heard some things about the scene. He thinks you are a friend worth making.

He hopes that if you have any good things in the future, you must come to him!"

Xu Yinan said to Fang Fang and others in the car.

"Brother Xu, actually... you didn't accept that three-color pottery pillow, right?"

The equation was asked suddenly.

"How do you know?"

"Actually, I also guessed that you were very excited when you saw the three-color pottery pillow that day, but there was some hesitation and uncertainty in your eyes. When you were talking to yourself, you seemed to be muttering that you didn't know if he would like it. Later, you went out to fight.

I made a phone call and my expression became very relaxed when I came back, so I guess that you didn’t buy that three-color pottery pillow for yourself!”

The blind cat Fang Fang met a dead mouse and guessed correctly. It would be a lie to say he was not curious about the person behind Xu Yinan.

"As you can guess, it is indeed my friend who received the three-color pottery pillow! He is very satisfied and likes it very much. He also feels that he has made a profit at the price of 10 million, so he has been telling me that you are a person worth dealing with.

Friends! Please tell me to entertain you well. He is busy now and it is not convenient to meet you. He will entertain you personally when the next opportunity comes!"

Xu Yinan said as the car drove to Beijing Panjiayuan Antique Market!

Beijing Panjiayuan Flea Market is located southwest of Panjiayuan Bridge on the East Third Ring Road. It is the most popular antique market in the country. It is open 365 days a year. It has the most complete categories of antique items in the country and is also the largest folk handicraft market in the country.

Distribution center!

It was like a noisy morning market here early in the morning, chaotic and lively, with crowds of people and the sound of bargaining. Looking at the prosperous scene in front of him, an idea suddenly burst into Fang Fang's mind, a very bold but feasible idea.

The idea...open a store!

Originally, he thought it would be good to open an antique store like a mediocre store in Qin'an. But after arriving in Beijing, he suddenly gained connections in the capital and a fixed consumer group. So why didn't he open the store?

Come to Beijing? If he really opens a store in Beijing, then all those people at yesterday's trade fair will become regular buyers in his store, and according to what Brother Xu said, he and the people behind him will

That big shot will probably take good care of his business!

Opportunities are rare in life. Since we have such conditions, why not cherish them?

"Brother Xu, I...I have something to trouble you with!"

When Fang Fang looked at Xu Yinan, his expression suddenly became serious.

"Whatever is troublesome, tell me!"

Xu Yinan waved his hand, signaling to Fang Fang not to be so polite.

"Well, I suddenly had an idea to open an antique shop in Beijing. Do you recognize it..."

"This is a good thing, Xiao Fang, you have a great idea! If you really open a store in Beijing, as long as your products are genuine, you really don't have to worry about the customer base! Okay, don't worry, this is a good thing.

Just leave it to me. Later, you tell me your specific requirements for the store, and I will send someone to find a suitable store for you. I will help you communicate with the industrial and commercial tax department, and I will ensure that you will open your own store in Beijing soon.

shop!"

Xu Yinan readily agreed without waiting for the equation to finish. For him, this kind of thing was very familiar to him.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Brother Xu!"

Fang Fang didn't expect that his sudden whim would actually come true. He couldn't help but lament the impermanence of life!

Xu Yinan led a few people around the market, looking at the vendors around and warning them carefully.

"Panjiayuan is the largest cultural and antique market in Beijing. It is a mixed bag with a variety of products. There are not only temporary domestic and foreign tourists, but also domestic antique collectors who come here to 'dig for gold'. In short, Panjiayuan has a lot of variety and discerning people.

They are everywhere, you...be careful!"

Fang Fang nodded slightly to express his understanding. In fact, no matter whether these antique markets are famous or not, the routines are exactly the same. A small number of authentic products are mixed with a large number of fakes, fakes, and assembled products. This is a normal phenomenon, so here, Fang Fang

The effect is huge!

Xu Yinan was chatting and walking with Fang Fang like this. Suddenly, they heard a quarrel not far in front of them. However, they all had a gossipy mind hidden under their appearance. Several of them started talking to the crowd one after another.

Walked over!

I saw a crowd surrounding a stall selling ceramic tea cups. The stall owner standing in the middle of the stall was a young man in his twenties. The quarrel was between him and a middle-aged man with big golden teeth!

After asking the stall owners of other stalls standing nearby, Zhang Xiaotian started talking to Fang Fang and the others in a grand manner.

"It was said that the stall owner said that Big Jinya stole one of his teapots, but Big Jinya refused to admit it and said he didn't. Moreover, Big Jinya took the initiative to take out everything on his body and in his backpack.

It came out, indeed not! But other stall owners said that this young man is very honest. They have never seen him cheating customers or taking advantage of small things. He has always relied on his superb craftsmanship to do his job.

Logically speaking, it's a small business... there's no need to make things difficult for this big gold tooth!"

After listening to Zhang Xiaotian's words, everyone admired his ability to collect intelligence.

"If you were fighting against Japan, you would be one of the top spies!"

Zhou Yan was so impressed that he fell to the ground.

After listening to Zhang Xiaotian's words, Fang Fang fell into deep thinking. How could a young man with no bad deeds blackmail people for no reason? Besides, this big gold-toothed thief has a squinty eyebrow and a shrunken head. He doesn't look like him at all.

Good guy! If this teapot was really stolen by Da Jinya, then there are two strange things. The first is why he took the risk to steal this teapot? Looking around, the entire stall is filled with ceramics made by this young man.

Although tea sets are of exquisite quality and well-made, they are modern artifacts after all, and their price is only about a few thousand yuan. So why on earth did this big gold tooth take the risk to steal a teapot? Besides, this teapot does not come in a complete set.

He might not even be able to sell it for a few thousand yuan! And secondly, assuming he stole the thing, but he never left the stall, where is the thing he stole?

Fang Fang thought for a while, and gradually moved closer to Da Jin Ya, who was looking aggrieved and said that he had been wronged. After taking just two steps, Fang Fang's fingertips clearly sensed the signal coming from Da Jin Ya's body.

bursts of spiritual energy, he was slightly pleased that he could now skillfully sense the existence of spiritual energy from across the air! So Fang Fang got closer to the big golden tooth again, silently thinking in his mind to use the spiritual energy on his fingertips to sense the location where the spiritual energy was coming from, and then

Driven by the equation's thoughts, he clearly felt that the spiritual energy on his fingertips was ejected like the sword energy of the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", and as the direction of his fingers changed, he could sense the reach of the spiritual energy.

Is there any spiritual object within the distance? Finally, Equation's finger stopped in one direction, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
Chapter completed!