Chen Chuan left, and Mi Yue said with a long breath, "It should be a senior from Jing'an Pavilion."

The young man in black said, "There is no one in Jing'an Pavilion, and they all went to southern Xinjiang."

Everyone was stunned and looked at the young man in black.

The young man in black smiled slightly, "I just happened to meet today, and it's time to leave. I'm destined to see you again."

The middle-aged triplets clasped their fists and said, "We're leaving too, there will be a date later."

The four left in two directions, Lei Zhen said, "Will we go back to the headquarters?"

Mi Yue said, "Of course I'm going back to the headquarters, I guess the boss is still waiting for us."

"What to do here!" Haotian looked up and saw a devastated area, as if he had just passed a devastating natural disaster.

The injured woman said, "In this winter, no one will run into the mountains with nerves. After returning, the head will deal with it."

"Then let's go!" Lei Zhen squatted down and said to the injured woman, "I'll carry you."

"You'd better carry me." The injured man smiled and was about to lie behind Lei Zhen.

"Get out!" Lei Zhen cursed, then smiled flatteringly, "Come on, An An, I'll carry you."

An An rolled her eyes and said, "No, I can leave myself."

Mi Yue patted Lei Zhen on the shoulder and said, "Don't be too sentimental. An An likes the boy who is "little jasper"..." and shook his head, "You shouldn't be looking for a girlfriend."

Lei Zhen said dissatisfiedly, "Can't you find a girlfriend if you are tall and handsome?"

Mi Yue said, "For you, the word girlfriend is not suitable, to be precise, to find a spouse. Your goal should be a zoo, where you can find a partner who suits you."

"puff!"

"Hahaha……"

When everyone heard Mi Yue's words, they laughed. An An covered her wound and screamed while laughing.

"Haha... Mi Yue... Ouch... The attributes of your poisonous tongue are getting stronger and stronger... Ouch, my god, it's so ridiculous."

Lei Zhen sighed and said with some pain, "What's wrong? I am such a kind person, always being ridiculed and slandered, and the whole world is full of malice."

Haotian patted Lei Zhen on the shoulder "Brother, people look full of malice, don't blame this world."

"Get out!" Lei Zhen roared angrily and sighed to the sky, "Life is so short, who knows how helpless it is to have in a short life? Perhaps leaving you is the best way to relieve me." After that, he walked away.

"Where are you going?" asked the injured woman.

Lei Zhen waved his hand without looking back, "I'll go to the zoo."

"ah?"

"Hahaha……"

There was another crazy laughter, and the injured woman said, "The wound hurts so much, you are intentional murder."

A crown was galloping on the uninhabited road. Chen Chuan held the steering wheel in his hand and looked down at the torn clothes, as well as the blood-stained sweaters and pants, which were speechless. When his body was almost burst by the crazy influx of heaven and earth, his clothes were first to be torn. Fortunately, he was wearing sweaters and pants, which were very elastic, otherwise he would have to run naked at this moment.

"Oh!" Chen Chuan sighed, so as not to scare Zhou Ailing and the others when he went back, so he could only take advantage of the night to return to Liang Shangjunzi, find a shopping mall, change everything inside and out, and then throw the clothes on his body directly into the trash can.

When we returned to the hotel, it was already dawn, Chen Chuan went directly to the restaurant and happened to meet Zhou Ailing and the others having breakfast.

"What did you do last night?" Zhou Aiguo asked.

Chen Chuan sat down with a bowl of porridge and two poached eggs, lowered his head and took a sip, "You don't know that you're going to kill demons and eliminate demons, you almost couldn't come back. There were eight heads and eight tails, and there were big snakes five or six stories high to eat me when they stood up, and rotten corpses all over the mountains and fields crawled out from the ground and wanted to eat me. Fortunately, I still had some Taoism. With a move, the thunder rolled in, slashing the demons and ghosts and monsters to disappear, and I would never be reborn."

Chen Chuan said, and gestured with his hands, with a serious expression, which made everyone stunned. When he finished speaking, he cut in one by one.

"If you don't write novels, it's really a waste of your talent." Zhou Pei sneered.

Zhou Ailing picked up a piece of ham and put it in Chen Chuan's mouth, and said with a smile, "Shut up your mouth, we will go and record songs after eating."

Chen Chuan muttered, "I won't go to the recording. I will appreciate the scenery of the heart of the motherland in the past few days."

Zhou Yan asked, "Do I need to accompany you?"

Chen Chuan said, "It doesn't matter if I can do it."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "I'd better stay here to accompany you. You're alone and you can't find any car. If you take a taxi, you'll be cheated by the hacker."

Chen Chuan looked at Chen He and asked, "Where are you? Should you be with me, Guangguang Emperor Capital, or go and record with them?"

Chen He said, "I'll go and record with Sister Ling and the others."

Chen Chuan shook his head helplessly. He really didn't expect that this girl was so interested in music and acting. He didn't notice it when he was in another world.

"Okay, just be happy."

After dinner, everyone went their separate ways, and the puppy was taken away by Chen He. The little thing was a little unwilling to follow Chen Chuan, but Chen He was very strongly thrown into the car with his legs.

"Give me the car key!" Zhou Yan took the crown key into his hand, "Where to go?"

Chen Chuan got into the car, "I don't know, go wherever you want."

Zhou Yan said, "Today is Sunday, go to Panjiayuan. In 1992, it was planned to become a fresh goods market. I heard that it has developed quite fast in the past two years, including antique calligraphy and paintings, and everything else. Let's go and take a look. Maybe we can pick up a vacancy and find old goods, and then we will get rich."

Chen Chuan said indifferently, "Okay, then go and have a look." In another world, he stayed in the imperial capital for several years, and never visited Pan Jiayuan once.

At this time, there were two distinct forms of cultural relics and antiques markets in the imperial capital. One was the antique city and several emerging art auction companies, which were oriented towards high quality, preciousness and high-end quality. The other was the stall market that specialized in antiques and old items, aiming to cater to the mass collection enthusiasm and create a market atmosphere that was sophisticated and complicated that each took the required one. With the advancement of the market economy, visiting antiques stalls is not only a pleasure, but also a way to invest and collect. Only the market economy can combine the artistic interest and investment benefits in the collection activities to become both bear paws and fish. This may be the common expectation that the stall shops are striving for.

At about the morning, Panjiayuan was already full of traffic, crowds were everywhere, and it was very lively. The stall owners wore thick cotton coats. As soon as the market opened, they arranged their goods, rubbed their hands, and stomped their heels to bargain.

The Pan family is really big, with front and back fields, and the right side of the front fields are old books and books. Since the seller needs to have a business license from the local publishing management department, it is mostly run by people from the capital, mainly new versions of old books, as well as old books and magazines, pictorials, etc. from the Republic of China. The most eye-catching are red quotations and stamps, as well as various picture albums, magazines, comic strips, as well as various old stamps, old envelopes and old postcards from the 1960s.

On the left side of the front court are old hardwood furniture, mainly dealing with mahogany and rosewood Taishi chairs, tiles, Wanli cabinets, antique racks, partition boards, large screens, Ming-style basin racks, and various wood carved panels. Because the furniture is bulky, it is mostly operated by locals.

There are more than 2,000 stalls in the backyard. The vendors here come from all over the country and sell everything. Most of them are antiques, calligraphy and paintings. As for how many real things there are, they can only rely on their own eyes. In addition, there are also "traders" who specialize in guerrilla warfare, who grab goods on the spot, sell them in bulk, take the goods in their hands, attract buyers, and shoot one shot and change them to another place.

Chen Chuan and Zhou Yan mingled among the crowd, looking east and west, everything was very strange. Of course, not all those who came here to visit were enthusiasts who had dreams of collecting and people who were picking up goods. This kind of art market, which is a diverse and magnificent, is a scenic spot in Kyoto, has attracted many Chinese and foreign tourists who came here to visit, wander and watch the fun.

"Old Shen, hurry up and go over there and take a look!" Zhou Yan turned around and waved his hand in front.

Chen Chuan was squatting in front of a small stall, holding a snuff bottle and watching. The stall owner was in his forties, black and thin, wearing a melon-skinned hat, a cotton jacket inside, and a gray cotton-linen hanging on the outside. He hugged his chest and swallowed his hands in his sleeves.

"Little brother, you are an expert at first sight, you are aware of the goods!" He said, "This snuff bottle is flowing out of the Ganqing Palace. If I really want it, I can be cheaper."

Chen Chuan looked up at the vendor and smiled and said, "Is this really a person from the Ganqing Palace?"

The vendor was anxious, "Why don't you believe it yet? This is passed down from my second aunt's family. The ancestor of my second uncle is the imperial chef in the palace."

"Hey!" Zhou Yan walked back and patted Chen Chuan on the shoulder, "You didn't hear it."

Chen Chuan said, "I heard it!"

Zhou Yan said, "I heard that I ignored me." As he snatched the snuff bottle in Chen Chuan's hand and threw it on the stall, "Hurry up, go ahead and take a look. It seems that someone has found a good product."

"Hey hey hey!" The vendor stopped doing it, "It's broken, can you afford to accompany you?"

Zhou Yan glanced at the vendor and sneered, "You fool this fool, don't treat me as a stick. Where did you produce that thing? Who made it old? Can you tell me it?"

The vendor hummed and said nothing, waved his hand and said impatiently, "Okay, I won't be as knowledgeable as you."

Zhou Yan snorted coldly, pulled Chen Chuan away, "I don't understand, don't buy things here for a price."

Chen Chuan looked at Zhou Yan up and down, as if he had just met him; "I didn't see it, do you understand antiques?"

Zhou Yan smiled proudly, "Do you think my brother's money is all cheated? Tell you, when I was sixteen, I followed a few buddies around the streets and alleys to collect old items. These guys are all descendants of the Qing Dynasty and the real stubborn masters. When it comes to antiques, you will know what they are. After two years with them, my brother, my eyes have not been trained to become ignorant eyes, but they are almost the same, and I have never hit them."

"Where are you brothers? Where are you?" Chen Chuan asked.

Zhou Yan's expression darkened, "Two have passed away, and the other three are not in the capital. As for where they went, I don't know."

Chen Chuan stopped asking, Zhou Yan recovered instantly and lay in his ear and said, "I have only sold a few of the treasures I have collected over the years, and I have hidden the rest. I have time to take you to see them, and I have given you a few if I like."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell you?"

Zhou Yan said, "If it were a few years ago, I really didn't dare to tell anyone. Now, it doesn't matter." He pointed at the surroundings, "Look at how many people are there, it's over 10,000 people no matter how you look at it. And it's here in Panjiayuan, and there must be a lot of people in other antique markets. Everyone is selling antiques and buying antiques. If you want to shoot them, you can't escape. What am I afraid of?"

At this time, the two of them came to a stall, and there were many people around here. They were watching the stall owner and a middle-aged buyer who sold a porcelain jar. The transaction price was negotiated for 10,000 yuan. The jar was both high and diameter, with regular shapes and firm body textures. The Kangxi five-colored, monster patterns, colorful colors, and smooth paintings. Just because there were five red fish in the jar, the middle-aged man suspected that it was not something from the early Qing Dynasty, and after repeated fiddling and examination, hesitating and letting go.

"Forget it, I won't buy it."

As soon as the middle-aged buyer put it down, he was immediately grabbed by a young man and said, "I want this tank!" He started so quickly that no one could react.

The middle-aged buyer was stunned, and then he showed a look of regret on his face.

An old man next to him said regretfully, "Young man, you are quick to do it. Even if it is something from the late Qing Dynasty, it is not expensive for ten thousand yuan."

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, and he missed a good friend in an instant, and missed the opportunity, with a bit of a slight expression.

Suddenly, there was a quarrel not far behind him. Chen Chuan looked back and saw an old man wearing glasses arguing with a stall owner, "Old Zhou, go and take a look."

Zhou Yan followed Chen Chuan and heard the people around him discussing it. The stall owner came from Ganzhou Province and set up a large area of ​​ancient old kilns unearthed porcelain, including Sui and Tang celadon four-type tanks and water dumplings, Jizhou kilns, Wujin small tea cups, Sky Blue kiln-turned grape purple Jun porcelain washing, Ding kiln black glaze gold colored bowls, as well as Tu Ding dish bowls and Liaojin painted villains toys, including many bronze ware... Because many goods are still stained with red soil, they seem to be unearthed cultural relics, and it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity by intuition.

The old man wearing glasses caught a fancy to a very good quality Jiankang Oil Drop Tianmu Tea Bowl. Many small silver-gray dots on the black glaze have a unique decorative charm of Song porcelain. The main price is 1,000 yuan, and it was sold for 400 yuan after bargaining. When the soil was wiped off with paper, the porcelain was shiny and shiny, which was obviously a new product. Now the old man stopped doing it and asked for a return and exchange, and then started arguing.

"Can you retreat?" the old man was so angry, "I tell you, if you don't retreat, you don't have to want to do business in the future, I will come every day."

The stall owner was also very angry, but seeing the old man's unyielding look, he was really afraid that the old man would come to make trouble every day, "Two hundred, I can only give up on you two hundred. If you still don't agree, then forget it, just do whatever you like."

The old man thought about it, finally nodded in agreement, and left with two hundred yuan.

At this time, another person picked up a bronze mirror, which was the Sishan Warring States Mirror. "Boss, how much does this Sishan Warring States Mirror cost?"

The stall owner was excited and said, "Boss, you really have a vision. Look at the clarity of the feather pattern and the essence of the quality, it is an absolutely rare good product. Eight thousand, you can take it away."
To be continued...