"Old man, thank you."

As he said that, the bearded man quickly winked at these people.

The group of people were also ready to pack up and leave immediately.

One hundred thousand yuan is the biggest gain they have ever been back, and it is enough for them to live a leisurely life for a few months.

They would never appear here at this time of the moon because they would be targeted by someone, Master Qiao San.

Master Qiao San is the master behind Pang Jiayuan.

This person used to be the descendant of a prince during the late Qing Dynasty.

The oldest street in Pangjiayuan is his property.

The formation period of the antique market here can be traced back to Wanqing.

Someone joked that Pang Jiayuan was originally just a place where the seller of Qiao Sanye’s ancestors was.

The family was in a downturn and lived by selling their property, so the servants in the royal palace simply moved the things in the royal palace to their own store to sell.

In this way, it gradually became an antique market inexplicably.

Later, after a period of turbulence, it became stable.

Master Qiao San bought all this street again.

It can be said that he is the order defender here and has their own industry rules.

These tyrants are all eating the food of digging people's ancestral graves, and they are not afraid of it.

Of course, we can't use some outside rules to control them.

The people here are also very afraid of Master Qiao San.

You can sell fake antiques here, this is something you are willing to fight and be beaten.

But you cannot use fake antiques to deliberately blackmail others. This is the most taboo among the many rules of Master Qiao San.

This group of people took 100,000 yuan, and it is inevitable that no one would be jealous to report to Master Qiao San.

So they need to leave immediately.

Mr. Song smiled and said, "Let's go, Xiao Suqi, take you to a place to let you see what the real blood jade is."

As he spoke, he walked ahead with open-mindedness, Su Qi was really unwilling to accept it.

It’s not like this one hundred thousand yuan, but it’s too annoying.

I feel angry no matter how much.

After leaving there, Su Qi looked unhappy and said, "Old Song, we were cheated out of 100,000 yuan?"

"I feel like I've become a fool, and I've never been so frustrated."

Mr. Song looked at him with a smile: "Why are you so restless all of a sudden today? I remember that you didn't let all things pass by, but the thief stayed in your heart?"

"Why did you suddenly feel so uneasy today?"

Su Qi followed the side and said in confusion: "What does this mean? Why didn't I understand?"

Mr. Song laughed: "Pretend not to understand, I mean you let others play tricks in front of you, and you can take action immediately at critical moments."

‘A chicken thief killed others.”

Puff, haha.

Meng Qianbian couldn't help laughing, and Su Qi glared at him, scaring him to shut up quickly.

At this time, Mr. Song brought Su Qi to an antique building.

Compared with other stores and stalls in Pangjiayuan, this place seems very quiet.

The foyer is deserted, and there is no one inside.

A plaque with Qingshitang written on the door frame of the store is hung.

Mr. Song said: "There are only good things in the Pang family garden, Qingshitang."

"Also, that group of people, don't think they can leave Pang's home. Xiao Qiao and the others should be arresting people now."

"Don't worry, it won't be that easy for them to return the money."

"I mean, I won't accept it so easily."

As he said that, he strode into it.

I felt deserted at the door, and when I arrived at the store, it seemed even more deserted.

Mr. Song smiled and said, "Don't look at how you can catch ghosts here, but the transaction volume in a year can reach more than one billion."

"The total transaction volume of the street outside for the whole year is this."

"Qingshitang has a history of more than two hundred years."

Mr. Song seemed to be familiar with the place where he was no longer familiar with it, and felt like he was at home.

As soon as he came in, he took Su Qi to shuttle through the store.

Strangely, there was no employee in the store to receive them.

There is no antique outside, and the furnishings are more like a private club hidden in the downtown area.

Walked all the way to behind a huge screen.

They saw an old man sitting upright on the tatami.

There was a jar in front of me.

There was even some soil on the jar, which looked like it was an unearthed item just sent by a traitor.

The old man was wearing Hanfu, with gray hair and slightly closed his eyes.

From a distance, it looks like a turtle fairy's déjà vu.

The tone is also very good.

Su Qizheng was confused when he saw it. Old Song smiled and said, "This is the most charlatan in Pangjiayuan, Gao Feiqiu Gao liar, and he is also the contemporary master of Qingshitang."

"Gao Feiqiu? This name is a bit strange." Su Qi couldn't help laughing.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Old Tu suddenly opened his eyes while sitting upright on the tatami.

He snorted coldly: "The ball is here!"

After a quick swipe, a basketball next to him flew over and hit Su Qi directly."

Su Qi looked confused.

Mr. Song shook his head: "Okay, Gao Shenshang, stop pretending, come and find you some good things."

After saying that, he sat opposite him, as if he was an old friend.

Gao Feiqiu took a deep breath as he pretended to behave and said in an immortal manner.

"Young man, this time it's a ball, and next time it's a flying sword next time."

"Do you understand if you don't blink your eyes?"

Su Qi knew that this guy must be a charlatan, of course, Mr. Song called him a charlatan at the beginning.

But for Mr. Song's sake, he was too lazy to bother with him.

He quickly said, "Senior Gao Feiqiu, I'm really sorry, I don't understand your etiquette."

"I'll forgive me for my presumptuousness."

With a bang, the old man stared at Su Qi angrily: "I am Gao Xiangyan! Who said I am Gao Feiqiu!"

"The ball is here!"

After a quick swipe, another basketball flew over next to him.

However, this time, Meng Qian kicked it away.

"Oh, the young man is good at it!"

"The ball comes, the ball comes, the ball comes!"

Senior Gao Feiqiu seemed to be angry, and balls came and countless basketballs flew out next to him.

Meng Qian was agile and actually kicked away one by one.

Finally, he aimed at a place and used all his strength.

With a bang, he kicked something on the side of the house.

Crack, it seemed like something was talking inside.

Meng Qian opened the things and took a look.

There were actually more than a dozen basketballs inside and a catapult was installed.

The ball is sent out through these catapults.

Gao Feiqiu suddenly became restless and said with a very awkward expression.

"Uh, that guy, where did you come from?"

"I have good skills. Tell me about your sect. Maybe I will know your elders."

Meng Qian thought for a while and said, "I come from Taisho..."
Chapter completed!