It was the first time in Le Xiao's life that he came to Beijing. In this three-thirds of an acre of land in Sijiu City, there was no one he knew well except Brother Chao. Brother Li also didn't get to know him until later. Liu Handsome and the eunuch could only be regarded as a few.

Therefore, when she ran towards the gate of Panjiayuan and saw someone coming from the side, she naturally didn't pay much attention. She thought it was a passer-by. When the old man came across to block the way, a thought flashed in her mind: Touch porcelain?

!

Classmate Le's reaction was top-notch. He jumped back behind Mr. Liu with lightning speed, letting handsome guy Liu act as a shield. Anyway, handsome guy Liu and the eunuch are local people. Whoever wants to get involved, they have connections.

, can naturally turn bad luck into good luck.

When she hid behind the tall and straight young uncle, she heard the old man talking to her by name and asked her about the inkstone she bought. She was immediately embarrassed. Uh, did she misunderstand?

Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang also saw the old man in Tang suit, and their expressions remained unchanged. Unexpectedly, the little girl jumped away and hid behind Mr. Liu. The two young men had strange eyes. Why was the naughty child hiding?

"Hello, Mr. Teng." The two handsome men said hello to the old man with a smile without bothering to study the reason why the little girl was hiding.

Who is Mr. Teng? His surname is Teng and his given name is Teng Xiangqiang. He is an old player in the collection industry in Sijiu City. He is over seventy years old and is still going strong. He often hunts for things in various antique and flea markets.

"I'm old, so don't dangle your pretty face in front of my eyes, especially the Yan family's little brother, please get out of the way. If you dazzle me and make me dizzy, I won't be able to find good things for a while.

, I will be in a hurry with Lao Yan tomorrow."

Mr. Teng did not give the two young men a good look. He raised his crutch and moved it left and right in disgust, asking the two young men to give way and not to block him from finding his rightful master.

The two young men pressed their hot faces against their cold buttocks, curled their lips slightly, and gave way slightly.

An acquaintance of handsome eunuch Liu?

Le Yun, who had hidden herself in a safe place, got out from behind the handsome guy and looked at the old man curiously. The old man was quite tall, with a straight waist. He was only three or four centimeters shorter than handsome guy Liu.

Wearing a cyan Tang suit, half-white hair on the temples, gold-rimmed glasses, and bright eyes behind the eyeglasses.

The old man is leaning on a cane, with a cross-body bag on his left shoulder. He wears Tang suit trousers and leather shoes. It has both ancient charm and modern style. It is a mix of ancient and modern, which is particularly cute.

"Little girl, what are you looking at?" Mr. Teng looked at him and asked with a fierce face. He just wanted to find someone to talk to, but the little kid actually ran behind the Liu family's young man and hid him. Did he think he was a bad guy?

"The cane is good." Le Yun didn't look at the old man's face, but stared at the old man's cane.

"Oh, you are really knowledgeable?" The old man's eyes were very bright.

"No, I don't know the ancients," Le Yun scratched her hair and smiled shyly: "I don't know the experts, but I know medicine. Your old walking stick is made of the neem tree. Its flowers, fruits and root bark

It can be used as medicine."

"..." Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang looked at the air silently, but they couldn't hold back the laughter in their hearts. Mr. Teng talked about ancient knowledge, and the little girl talked about medicinal materials. This is probably the so-called bull's head and the horse's mouth. A naughty child is a naughty child. Even the answer

It's all so unexpected.

Mr. Teng was slightly startled at first, then couldn't help laughing, and the corner of his mouth curved: "Okay, okay, no matter that, little girl, can I smooth out the inkstone you found at the stall before?"

"No, I already have the goods in my pocket, no takeout." Her result? No, no, no.

"You little girl, you still want Qiao?" Mr. Teng wanted to hit the little one with his cane. To be honest, if the inkstone had been on the two young men, he thought he would have hit them directly if they dared to say that.

"It's not about taking Qiao, it's really uneven. Why do you always want to get it even? What's the reason?"

"It looks a bit like the dragon tail inkstone among the inkstones. Come and study it. What are you doing with it, little girl?"

"It is used for grinding medicine. I find it very pleasing to the eye, so I bought it and used it as a grinding material for medicine."

"..." Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang once again wanted to turn into air, searching for antiques and used goods just to grind medicine? Whose family does this naughty child belong to? Come and take it away, so as not to piss people off.

Mr. Teng was amused: "Little girl, the inkstone is for grinding ink. Wouldn't it be a waste if you use it to grind ink?"

"Printing ink is for use, grinding medicine is also for use. Anyway, they are all used. Just make the best use of everything. Where is the waste? Besides, people can't always stick to the rules. Sometimes you have to come up with some innovative ideas to add a little fun to your life. Old man

, please don’t ask me. I gave it to you regardless of who comes. It’s my first time to visit an antique market. It’s rare to see something that makes me happy at first sight. I want to keep it as a souvenir.

"

"Can you appreciate the head office for me?" Mr. Teng sighed and had no choice but to take a step back.

"Okay, go aside." It's okay not to take out food, but to give people appreciation, especially if she is an elderly person. She is a good child who respects the elderly and loves the young. She cannot let the elderly person come home with a full load, at least she must meet his appreciation requirements.

Mr. Teng finally felt at ease and walked very fast. The four young and old people walked to the foot of the outer wall of Panyuan. Le Xiaoxiao sat down cross-legged without any appearance. The three men, old and young, couldn't laugh or cry, so they had to sit cross-legged on the ground.

Taking out his backpack and presenting the results of his search, Mr. Le took out the inkstone and placed it on the ground. There are many unwritten rules in the antique world. For example, if you like something and someone holds it in your hand first, you cannot go up and ask for the price.

Don't compete for quotations. You can only go up and reward others when others put them down;

For another example, if you want to let others enjoy something, you should not hand it over directly. Instead, you should put it down first and let others pick it up. In this way, if it is damaged, the responsibility will be obvious.

The inkstone is smaller than a normal inkstone and has an irregular shape. A small piece is missing from one corner. Although it looks like it has been left with dust for a long time, some sticky matter has stuck to the surface, making it unsightly in appearance. However, the clean corners are hard and smooth.

, exquisite texture.

Mr. Teng picked up the inkstone, stroked it in his hand, and tapped it to listen to the sound. The more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became. He couldn't put it down and played with it. He murmured distressedly: "Seventy percent of the time, it's the dragon tail inkstone. Why do you want it?"

This little girl is one step ahead."

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There is a special lingo when discussing prices at the antique market to prevent high prices from being too eye-catching. Generally speaking, it is calculated by dividing the whole number by one hundred. One hundred is one dollar, one thousand is ten dollars, and ten thousand means holding out one finger.

If the number is more than 10,000, it is called 1.5, and 15,000 is 1.5.

Those who use jargon usually involve large amounts, and small items on the stalls only cost ten yuan. After all, there are also ordinary people and foreign tourists who buy used goods, and not everyone understands those jargons.

Ten thousand?

Yan Xing looked at the inkstone in Lao Teng's hand. Isn't it just a broken inkstone worth 10,000 yuan?

Liu Xiangyang's eyes glowed green when he heard this. He almost wanted to agree on behalf of the little beauty and buy something for twenty yuan. In the blink of an eye, it rose to ten thousand. Ouch, he made a lot of money!

"Uneven." Le Yun shook her head firmly: "Ten thousand dollars can't buy it. I like it. When I first saw it, I thought it was a match. Whether it's worthless or worth ten thousand dollars, I won't sell it. I'll keep it as a souvenir.

."

"Didn't you buy a lot of things?"

"Others are others. Everything is irreplaceable. If you like the Four Treasures of the Study, I will give it to you next time I find something that suits your eyes."

"Little girl, you really don't know what to do? You don't know how to pick this inkstone?" Mr. Teng's eyes were strange.

"I don't understand. I just feel that this inkstone is very friendly and I like it very much. I just bought it because it happened to be useful."

"Okay, let's go in, and you can continue shopping. If you see something that feels as friendly as this one and you like it, come back and give it to me."

"No problem, but let's be honest, if you don't see something I like, or if I think I like it but it's actually not very valuable, you can't blame me."

"You think you like Taobao, so I won't even it if it doesn't suit your eyes. If I want to make it right for you, whether it's picking up leaks or punching holes, it's all fate. I won't blame you."

"Hmm, I like the old man's refreshing mood. Let's go hang out right now?"

"let's go!"

The little girl put away her things. Mr. Teng got up first, patted his butt and walked away. The wind was blowing under his feet and he walked so fast.

Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang sighed silently. They were originally a threesome, but now they are four. They are heartbroken. There is Mr. Teng accompanying them, so they can no longer have fun.

The gate of Panjiayuan is magnificent, and the interior is also spacious and grand, with old-fashioned buildings and expanded modern greenhouses. It is divided into several areas, including shops, shops, stalls, and an area for books, jade, porcelain, etc.

Belongs to one area.

Autumn is neither cold nor hot, and is the best time of the year to travel and set up stalls, especially open-air stalls or street stalls. Therefore, there are no vacancies for stalls in the garden, and high-rise stalls are full everywhere.

Shops generally have high-quality products, with more genuine goods and higher prices. Street stalls have the most complex and complex products, lower prices, and are the most testing of one's luck or eyesight.

Classmate Le Xiao was not the kind of rich man with a millionaire's money. She didn't plan to go to the exhibits or the boutique area at all, and went straight to the scattered stalls in the greenhouse. Considering that the old man and the two handsome brothers were too conspicuous, she was afraid that the vendors would sit on the ground and raise prices, so she didn't let the three of them go.

People walk together.

Mr. Teng and the two young men were disliked by the little girl because they were wealthy foreign ministers. They fell silently behind a few steps, pretending that they were not the same group as the little girl.

There are tourists and players in the park, as well as people who come to watch the excitement, as well as foreign friends, men, women and children, all gathered together. The huge market is crowded with people, you come and I go, it is bustling and lively.

There are white-skinned and dark-skinned foreign friends, men and women, some wearing long sleeves and sportswear, some wearing shorts, some speaking English, some French and various foreign languages. Chinese is spoken here, and there are people there.

Talking about the chirping of birds, combined with the subtle smell of some porcelain, perfume, etc., it is really "the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers".

One sentence to describe the market is: a mixed bag of good and bad.

The muddy water makes it easy to fish, and there are many people who won’t attract attention. Le Xiaoxiao is particularly fond of the second-hand antique market, which is similar to the wet market. This is the best. Even if you find something, once you get into the crowd, it will be difficult to get caught.

Find people.

There were so many stalls, she could only sort through them through screening. She stood in a corner, turned on her eyes, and roughly scanned a small area to see where there was any aura, golden luster, or special halo, and jotted it down.

place, and then look for it.

The first time I scanned a large area, I scanned a few places with particularly bright colors. I slowly moved over and admired them for a while without making any move. The ones with the aura white light were some wooden furniture. They were too big and the aura halo was too big.

light.

The second time, there were some junk porcelains, all of which were large pieces; the third place, there were some pots and pans, which were too inferior to be appreciated; the fourth place, the luster of the things was too light, pitiful;

Fifth, sixth, and seventh, either the light of the thing you see is too weak or the thing is too big and shabby, and it is not worth taking action, so just walk past it.

Mr. Teng watched as he walked and took in several small things. The prices of the things he bought were not too high, ranging from a few hundred to a thousand. The most expensive one was a pipe, which cost 2,000 yuan.

Classmate Le kept walking, sometimes taking a look at the stalls here, and sometimes running to the stalls on the opposite side. After walking through a long aisle of stalls, he found three old ink ingots at a low price of fifty yuan, and bought one.

Comb the corners;

The second stall, the third stall, and the fourth stall. In a blink of an eye, I finished browsing one greenhouse and then moved to the second row of greenhouses. After visiting the second greenhouse, I bought several scattered second-hand goods, a bowl, a
To be continued...