Chapter 19 First Entry into the "Ghost City"

Today is Monday, and the data of the new book list is empty. You know it~~~ Let's smash the tickets and collections!!!

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Zhao Yan, who was called Brother Zhao, smiled and no longer forced himself, "Since you insist so much, we won't have much trouble."

Shu Ya was anxious and stared at her husband, "You fat man, the girl I recognize is naturally your sister. How can you say that you don't care."

The fat man smiled honestly and dominated outside, but he had no temper in front of his wife. The relationship between the two can be seen.

Dae Zhi quickly said to Shu Ya, "Sister Zhao, I know you want to help me, but my matter can't be solved completely with money, and I want to solve it in my own way..." Dai Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an imperceptible coldness.

She swore that she would make Shen Feng pay the price, and she would not give him a dime!

Shu Ya also stopped insisting and patted Dai Zhi's hand, "What's your name, where do you live? Do you have any contact information?"

Dai Zhi patted his head and said sorry,

"Sister Zhao, you are confused. My name is Dai Zhi. You can call me Xiaozhi. Now... I live with a friend for the time being."

Speaking of this, Dai Zhi has one more thing, that is, to make money and rent a house as soon as possible. After all, that's someone else's place, and it's not easy for her to disturb all the time.

"Xiaozhi," said Zhao Yan, "I think your vision is very strong. It happens that your sister Zhao is going to go to the antique market tomorrow. If you are okay, go with her and help her check it by the way."

Antique market!

There are tens of millions of antique market in China, but there are not many people who can really touch the antique market, not to mention many doorways and tricks. Many beginners who have a fluke mentality and want to pick up leaks often plunge in with blood, usually end up losing their talents, and often buy a lot of self-righteousness. The baby went back, but it turned out to have no collection value at all.

Picking up leaks is a traditional saying in the antique world, and the image is reflected in "picking up". Because the antique world generally believes that picking up leaks is an act that can be encountered and cannot be found. Therefore, the northern dialect uses a "pick up" to imply its rare meaning, which can be said to be vivid.

It's just that there are few things to pick up leaks. It depends not only on luck, but also on personal strength. People who don't have that strength are mostly cheated.

Everyone who enters the antique industry knows that it is too difficult to pick up leaks.

It is false to say that she has never had a dream of picking up leaks. In the past, her life was predicaable, and she often thought about whether the antiques she sold were valuable. However, at that time, she only read some books and didn't have much experience. She couldn't decide how to identify something.

But now it's different. It may not be easy for others to pick up leaks for fear of being deceived and eroding their capital, but now she is different. Her eyes have undergone strange changes. Coupled with the left hand that can see the vintage clearly, as long as she holds this tightly, it will be much easier to pick up the leak.

And even if she has this ability, the antique market is so big that she has to look for it one by one after shopping. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack. I'm afraid that she may not get anything if she spends three days and three nights. Moreover, there are many ways in the antique market. Generally, only for regular customers will the boss take out his real baby. Brother Zhao should be a regular customer. He will lead the way, and it will be much more convenient for her.

Dai Zhi understands that this is another way for Brother Zhao to help her, which will not only not hurt her self-esteem and owe them a favor, but also fundamentally make her self-sufficient and use her so-called "own method" to solve her own troubles.

Thinking of this, Dai's heart was moved. He was really glad that he just got to know this good couple.

At this time, Dai Zhi has no reason to refuse or break it. He is just grateful.

"It's my honor for Brother Zhao to look up to me."

Sister Zhao finally smiled and realized that she finally saw what her husband meant. She couldn't help secretly giving him a thumbs up and whispered in his ear, "What a fat man, go back... reward you well."

Cough, private words, everyone understands.

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The next day happened to be Saturday. Dai Zhi got up in the early morning and went to the antique market early. Zhao's car had already parked there. Seeing Dai Zhi coming, he yawned and got out of the car and complained,

"You stubborn son, I asked me to pick you up. There was no bus so early, and I didn't see you take a rough car. You won't come here!"

Dai Zhi showed his iconic smile and touched his head. "Anyway, the place where I live is not far from here, and it didn't take long to come here."

Two kilometers away, she got up an hour in advance and took more than an hour to walk. It's not that she wanted to exercise, but she didn't want Sister Zhao to see where she lived. After all, it was not her own home, and she was afraid that the warm-hearted Sister Zhao would help her find a place to live on her own, and she didn't want to owe her any more favors.

And take a taxi? She hopes to pick up the little money she has. If she takes a taxi, she won't even have the last hope.

Shu Ya glanced at her white and walked into the antique market arm in hand with Dai Zhi.

The reason why they got up so early is that they are going to visit the "ghost market".

Some of the "ghost markets" of the antique market, also known as the morning market, are the first stalls of the antique market. They usually start at about 4 a.m. on Saturday and Sunday, and are all street stalls. Don't think that there are few people at this time, and you will find that the parking lot outside is full.

Really knowledgeable buyers generally appear in the morning market, rarely appearing in broad daylight, and many stalls in the market are empty during the day.

The vendors in the market and regular customers who often come and go here know that Saturday and Sunday are the real highlights of the antique market.

And if you want to find good things, it can only be achieved in the ghost market on weekends.

There are all kinds of private cars outside. When I went in, I found that the stalls in the greenhouse were full of people. Not only Chinese people, but also many foreign friends were also among them. Basically, the people who came to shop were holding a flashlight in their hands, and beams of light drew pieces of light on the ground.

Sometimes there are too many people, and even the goods on the stall have to be seen by bystanders.

Although there are quite a lot of people in it, their voices are not loud. They are all whispering conversations, as if they are afraid of alarming something, which makes people nervous for no reason.

The two walked to the booth with a slightly lesser, and several people were also looking around. Dai Zhi glanced at the dazzling goods on the booth and did not see the obvious "reiki". In order to confirm it again, he touched it roughly with his hand and never felt anything strange. I looked at several stalls, and there was nothing that made her react.

Scanning around the field for half a week, there were stalls full of things, a lot of dense, which made her dizzy in front of her eyes. But there is nothing that can brighten Dai's eyes.

Seeing that Dai Zhi's interest is not high, Shu Ya whispered with a smile, "Xiaozhi, your eyes are really poisonous. Recently, there is really nothing to come from the market of Panjiayuan. First, on the other is that the number of single-hand hawkers is getting less and less, and the supply of goods in the countryside is almost exhausted, and it is difficult to receive decent goods, even the former 'garbage goods' Nowadays, it has become a rare thing. In addition, the "rural people" who have goods not only become more and more aware of goods, but also have more and more information. What is first-class, rare, exquisite decoration, and great potential for appreciation have become the weight of their price. Don't be afraid that if you don't buy it, the more you store the old goods, the more money you will make.

Dai Zhi listened carefully. Although Sister Zhao said that she was not an enthusiast in appreciation, she did know a lot of things, and she was a collector. You can learn a lot by following her.

"Second, the taste of collectors is getting higher and higher, and their appreciation level is becoming more and more sublimated. General folk daily vulgar old things are no longer the object of their collection. Therefore, sellers in the market shout that it is difficult to do business. Buyers are hard to find good goods, either sighing or shaking their heads. And those who are usually the most active to jump east and west to buy and sell land and play karate are mostly dozed off in a corner of the market.

In this case, isn't it that you can't find good things?

Shu Ya saw Dai Zhi's regretful appearance and smiled softly, "But... of course I have a way."

Dai's eyes are bright. People who love antiques are like this. As long as they hear that there are good things, their hearts will be itchy. Even if they can't have them by themselves, it's good to see the real thing with their own eyes or touch them.

Of course, it's better to have it yourself.

With that, Shu Ya took the bend of Dai and came to a stall specializing in selling porcelain.

An old man took a vase and talked to two customers. When he saw Shu Ya and Dai Zhi, he didn't care about the sound and quickly greeted him.

"Mrs. Zhao, you haven't been here for a long time. Why are you so free today?"

He smiled, as if he had seen a gold mine. This Mrs. Zhao has a good family background, but she has no eyesight. She visited him many times and spent a lot of money on her things every time. Although the texture and appearance are very good, she can only be put at home as decorations at best, which makes him make a lot of money.

Shu Ya didn't greet him, but introduced him with Dai Zhi in her arms, "Boss, I brought an enthusband to help me check it today. You have to take out your good things."

The thin and tall old man looked at Dai Zhi, who showed him a iconic harmless smile, and his mind turned quickly. This is just a yellow-haired girl. Although her eyes are extremely bright, she doesn't look like an average person. She smiled secretly in his heart, but his mouth promises,

"Mrs. Zhao, don't worry, I just received a batch of treasures for you."

What a smooth vendor...

The boss carefully took out a porcelain from a bag and pretended to look around, as if good things were afraid of being seen.

He introduced in a low voice, "Mrs. Zhao, you are a regular customer. I just show you this three-color. I tell you that this is an authentic Kangxi Dynasty..."

At the sign of Sister Zhao, Dai Zhi carefully took over the legendary Su Sancai and sensed it with her special left hand...