"I'll say I'm born with it, believe it or not?" Liu Zixia grinned.

"I believe in your sister!" Su Nuo looked at Liu Zixia with a black line on his head and said, "come on, where did you learn?"

"Look, I'm impatient. I'm worried!"

Liu Zixia said with a smile, "when you were shooting in the palace museum yesterday, didn't you lead Yueyue and Hanhan to those pavilions? Do you think that in the room where I was in the picture of Qingming River, Mr. Bai and Mr. Ma talked for such a long time? "

"You mean..." suno understood and asked, "did Mr. Ma teach you all this?"

"It can't be regarded as teaching."

Liu Zixia touched his chin and said, "it's a simple understanding! Besides, my brain is easier to use. I'll remember it after he said it again! "

“……”

Sunuo looked at Liu Zixia with a speechless face and said, "can you be more shameless? I said it again and remembered it. Why don't I believe it? "

"You can't help it if you don't believe it!" Liu Zixia spread out his hand and said, "well, if you will worship me as a teacher, I can teach you."

"Come on!" Suno rolled his eyes and said, "why am I learning this? I don't eat by this stuff. Besides, you are not qualified to teach me

"Say you're fat and panting!" Liu Zixia shook his head helplessly and said, "OK, keep turning, or the sun will come out soon and the ghost market will be scattered!"

"All right!" Suno answered and said, "third, I want to go around by myself. It's too dark here, and it's a little brighter there."

As he said this, suno pointed to the northwest side of the greenhouse, where there were not many people, but they were bright.

It seems that this guy is still a little timid, otherwise he would not choose a brighter place.

"All right, but remember what I just told you!" Liu Zixia nodded for fear that Sunuo would be cheated.

"I see!" Suno waved his hand and walked toward the northwest side of the shed.

……

Liu Zixia was left alone, but he was a little cleaner.

Liu Zixia strolls along the direction where he first comes in. At the same time, he is also listening to the conversation between the stall owners on both sides and the buyers who squat down to look at the objects

"Boss, your price is too high, isn't it? How about this price? "

"Brother, I'm an authentic blue and white flower of the Yuan Dynasty. If it hadn't been for lack of access, I would have been at the auction!"

"Well, brother, you can go to other stalls to have a good comparison. They are definitely not as good as my Hotan jade."

"Do you know the five famous kilns in the Northern Song Dynasty? This is a Ding kiln. Do you see the word "Guan" at the bottom? It's a Ding porcelain kiln... "

The stall owner is trying his best to sell the items on his stall, while the buyer squats in front of the stall and doesn't know what to do, so he just listens to the stall owner's promotion.

Among these people, of course, there are many experts. They are the repeat customers of the ghost city of Panjiayuan in Beijing. They have a clear door!

Only those ordinary tourists who want to see the ghost market, or those who have just stepped into the antique circle, will be fooled by these stall owners.

Liu Zixia wandered aimlessly under the shed. He would stay for a short time in front of each stall.

After all, the most important thing in antique business is to see more, listen more and do less. In addition, Liu Zixia doesn't know whether these things are good or bad, so he can only rely on his eyes!

I've been wandering for nearly two hours, and it's about 6 o'clock in the morning.

Liu Zixia has been a ghost city of Panjiayuan for more than half of his life, but there is really nothing he can look at.

At this moment, the thin layer of fog has begun to dissipate, see the sky exposed the fish belly white, Liu Zixia a little tired, do not want to turn.

Walking to a corner in the west of Panjiayuan, Liu Zixia began to stand in front of a stall to observe as usual.

This booth sells all kinds of trinkets and some bronzes.

"Here you are, little brother? Let me tell you, all the things I have here are exquisite. Look at this jade cicada. It's made of Hetian Qingyu. It's made of genuine Han eight swords, but it's a thing of the Han Dynasty.... "

Compared with other stalls where people stop, it may be because the boss is late and occupies a corner position, so the business of this stall seems to be in a slump.

As soon as Liu Zixia stood in front of the stall, the stall owner began to push hard.

After all, Tianma is about to light up. According to the unwritten rules of Panjiayuan ghost city, he will close the stall and leave soon.

It's so easy to set up a stall. Do you want to sell something?

It's not a good sign to leave without opening!

"Boss, are you making fun of me?"

Although Liu Zixia is in the entertainment circle, it doesn't mean he is a fool. In addition, Ma Weiping talked with him a lot about ghost market, jade and porcelain yesterday. He is not a little white!

Nima, using the carving technique of Han Badao, is it the object of Han Dynasty?

Are you kidding?

"If this jade cicada is really from the Han Dynasty, as you said, do you need to practice with it? Why don't you sell things and travel all over the world with your wife and children? "

Liu Zixia didn't plan to turn around any more. When he heard the stall owner's words, he simply squatted down and chatted with him.

Besides, Liu Zixia has been in the ghost market of Panjiayuan for more than half of the time, and there are few people selling copper wares.

What's more, these bronzes are really interesting. They are all modern handicrafts without any rust!

"I didn't expect that my little brother was still an expert?"

Listening to Liu Zixia's Beijing film, the stall owner smiles awkwardly and says:

"Brother, you're joking. Even the real jade cicada carved by Han Badao and Tian Qingyu is estimated to sell for three or four million yuan. It's not enough to buy a house of tens of square meters in Beijing."

He was cheated by Liu Zixia's words, but the stall owner also made a real deal,

Although he didn't understand this, he was told that this jade cicada was a fake.

"Ha ha..."

Liu Zixia shook his head, did not speak, just looking at these things in front of the booth.

To tell you the truth, at first glance, these things, at least with Liu Zixia's eyes without antique vision, are quite eye-catching.

Whether it's the jade cicada, the jade carving with two or three colors, the chicken blood stone seal... Anyway, it's more eye-catching than those brand-new bronzes that are placed in a special place!

After watching for a long time, Liu Zixia shook his head and said, "boss, is this the only thing?"

"Little brother, are you not satisfied with all these?"

Look, Liu Zixia squatted in front of the booth and watched it for 14 to 5 minutes. The stall owner thought there was a play this time.

As a result, Liu Zixia gave him such a sentence.

"Well, there's no eye for it." Liu Zixia nodded and said.

"Well... Do you have one over there? There are still some bronzes over there. Maybe you like them The stall owner touched his nose and then pointed to the southeast corner of the stall.

"Boss, if it's copper, forget it."

Liu Zixia thought that the stall owner was talking about the brand-new bronzes on the east side, so he said casually.

"Little brother, I'm talking about those bronzes a little further east."

Stand up and guide Liu Zixia's eyes.

"To the East, is there any more over there?"

Liu Zixia was stunned for a moment, then stood up and walked to the opposite side of the stall.

Come and have a look, Liu Zixia almost lost sight!

In front of the stall owner, there are several dilapidated objects, either in the shape of a knife or a bronze mirror... And one in the shape of a small stove.

Anyway, every object can be seen. It should be bronze, but it's not very good-looking. Even if it's rusty and dirty, almost every object seems to be damaged!

"No, boss... You can sell it. How short of money are you?"

Even if Liu Zixia is not an outsider in the circle of antiques collection, he knows that antiques are about appearance, history and inheritance.

First of all, the first appearance of these objects does not touch the edge, let alone their history and inheritance!

This kind of object, not to mention those people in the antique circle, I'm afraid even a normal person would not want to buy it?

"Little brother, these objects are all historical evidences!"

As soon as Liu Zixia's voice came to an end, the stall owner replied, "let me tell you the truth, these things are all handed down from my family. They have been like this for many years, and I dare not clean them up easily. If it wasn't for my nephew's urgent need of money, I wouldn't want to sell them!"

The stall owner is really a performer. These words are sincere. When he comes back, his eyes are even red!

The old men in their thirties cry when they say they cry. If it's not for acting, who can believe it?

And it's still in front of Liu Zixia. Isn't that a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

Liu Zixia, the director, can see at a glance that this guy is faking tears!

"Boss, a man, bleeding and sweating without tears, there is always a way, people can let urine to suffocate ah?"

Liu Zixia casually advised a few words, and began to look down at these things, which seemed to be completely junk.

Anyway, he has nothing to do. When he finds Sunuo, he will go back to his home. Yueyue is still waiting for dinner at home.

If these things are broken, they will be broken. But it seems that they are really old objects. After all, if they are not old objects, they can't have so much dirt and rust?

At least Liu Zixia thought so.

If you look carefully, there are bronze daggers, bronze mirrors, bronze barons, bronze pots, and a copper stove.

Compared with these seven or eight things, that is, the small copper stove, the appearance is still intact, at least it is not incomplete?

Moreover, the mouth of the censer is black. It seems that it has been used as a censer all the time. The diameter of the mouth of the censer is only about 15 cm. At least from now on, it is relatively small.

I don't know why, after seeing these things, Liu Zixia suddenly became interested in this incense burner with a diameter of about 15 cm, and said, "boss, take a calculator, let's talk about this small broken stove?"

Just like he and suno said before, you can't ask what you want to buy, otherwise the stall owner dares to give you a sky high price!

As for taking a calculator... It's time to talk about the price!