Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 124: This leak is just picked up

Wang Qiang didn't know anything about this kind of thing, and followed Lin Yi yawning repeatedly, smoking one cigarette after another.

Wukong also stayed impatiently in the cat bag, always trying to find a gap to get out.

"Old Lin, I figured it out, the oldest thing in this world, except for the man who practiced the stall, belongs to that Ultraman.

Why don't we go back? If we want to make mistakes here, unless we really meet someone who doesn't know how to do it, we will end up being cheated. "

"Hey, it's different to wear the gold touch talisman, it's a skill!"

Lin Yi praised.

Wang Qiang exhaled a smoke ring with a proud face.

"It's not that he's good at it, it's just that Xue Wei has seen the world a little bit, these things can't catch the eyes of the master now at all!"

"You said you were fat and you were panting! That's all right, this ghost market is like this, let's go, have a late-night snack and go back to bed."

With that said, Lin Yi also took the lighter and lit one. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a man's voice behind him stopped him.

"Master, please lend us your lighter."

The speaker spoke with an accent of Xifu, which was quite different from the accent of Guanzhong.

Lin Yi didn't think much, turned around and handed him the lighter.

The man took the lighter, lit a cigarette, and then put the lighter into his pocket.

"Cough cough!"

Lin Yi pretended to be choked and coughed twice. The man immediately reacted and patted his forehead.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot."

Then, he returned the lighter to Lin Yi.

Then he squatted down and smoked, the smoke rings were rolling back and forth between his left and right hands, looking preoccupied.

Take a closer look at what he's wearing.

In Xijing in March, it was still a bit cold in the early morning.

He was wearing a jacket and jeans, squatting on the ground with an artificial leather travel bag between his legs.

Even Wang Qiang could see that something was wrong with this buddy.

He whispered beside Lin Yi in a low voice:
"I guess he has something in this bag."

"Is there something you want to do?"

Lin Yi squatted down and asked tentatively.

The man looked up, forced a smile, and nodded.

"Can you show me?"

"Look."

The man put the cigarette in his mouth, reached out and pushed the bag to Lin Yi's hand.

Wang Qiang was about to reach out, but Lin Yi stopped him.

"Please open it, please."

He has his reasons for doing so.

There is never a hand-to-hand hand-to-hand transaction in the antique shop.

Especially things like porcelain.

I'm afraid that if someone loses his hand and falls to the ground, it won't be clear.

Like him, setting up a stall in a ghost market in the middle of the night, and packing things in bags for people to rummage through is probably a trick set up by the seller.

In case Wang Qiang opened it, there was a pile of broken porcelain inside, and the seller said that you broke my things. The key point is that these porcelain pieces are real ones. Then it will be the lion's turn to open his mouth, and you can only admit it. , there is no place to reason.

These are all learned by Lin Yi from the Internet along the way, and they just come into use here.

However, the man in front of him didn't seem to have observed anything from Lin Yi's actions.

He opened the zipper carelessly and took out a coarse cloth bag.

After it was untied, it contained several rough earthen jars.

"Look, it's all here."

After saying that, he spread out the furoshiki and squatted aside to smoke.

Lin Yi and Wang Qiang knelt down and turned on the flashlight to take a closer look.

Three expanded earthen jars.

First of all, it can be judged from the shape, texture, texture and color that these earthen jars are not a product of modern times.

The characteristics are very consistent with the pottery shapes of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

The pottery of the Western Zhou Dynasty is mainly characterized by pocket feet, ring feet and flat bottoms.

The decoration is still dominated by Jomon with thick texture, and there are also some dashed lines, grate lines, string lines, and carved triangle lines.

These three pieces of gray pottery reveal an ancient charm from the inside out.

This is what experts commonly call "Wang Qi".

As long as the "Qi" is correct, this thing is basically [-]% accurate.

The most important thing is that these few things have a kind of "rusticity" that has not yet come out of cleanliness.

It looks like it was just dug out of the ground.

Could it be that you have met a colleague?

Lin Yi gently put the clay pot in his hand on the ground, pulled out one from the cigarette case, and handed it to the old man.

After the brother took it, he naturally put it behind his ears.

Then tentatively asked:
"A bright weapon?"

"What do you mean?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Yi didn't continue to ask.

"Oh, it doesn't mean anything. I mean you should give me a price for this thing."

"Do you want it?"

The old man said excitedly.

"Yes, I want it, let's say a price."

"I knew there were people in the provincial capital who knew the goods. I've been setting it up here for a few days, and no one asked me. I won't say anything. Originally, I bought two thousand yuan each. If you want it, it's 5000 yuan, and you can get all three. Take it away.”

To be honest, the price he offered was not high.

This kind of pottery pot that can be dated, if the shape of the pot is complete, will definitely not be this price.

It's just that there are three cans in front of me. The mouth, bottom and body of the cans are all damaged and worn to varying degrees.

If you say this thing is old, it is really old.

But in the land of Xijing, if you want to talk about "oldness", how old can you pass the Banpo ruins?If it is not enough, there is also the Lantian ape-man site to the east.

Xijing was originally the capital of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and Chencang, the Western Prefecture, also happened to be the headquarters of the Zhou Dynasty.

It is not uncommon for folks to produce a few objects from the Zhou Dynasty.

But if you want to make a lot of money with these things, you can't even think about it.

Lin Yi is just practicing his skills now. In fact, he wants to know the origin of these gray clay pots.

But there is a "three don't ask" in the ghost market. This old man looked like he didn't understand anything, but his mouth was quite strict, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Okay, five thousand is five thousand!"

The old man opposite was overjoyed, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and clicked on his WeChat payment code.

Lin Yi secretly laughed in his heart.

Showing timidity again, it seems that this guy really doesn't understand.

As long as the ghost market trades such unknown things, it is all cash, and I am afraid that there will be problems in the future and I will be involved.

Fortunately, he received the money through WeChat, and the WeChat name seemed to be his real name: Zhang Qiuli.

"Sorry, I don't have any money on WeChat, take cash."

Lin Yi found a reason, took out the cash from the bag and counted it, and there was only more than 2000 yuan. He asked Wang Qiang to get some more, collected enough 5000 yuan, and handed it to his brother.

The old man sandwiched the travel bag between his crotch, and squatted on the ground to count the money, dipped in spit.

"Don't worry, it's not without you."

Wang Qiang urged from the side.

The elder brother nodded while counting the money. After checking twice to make sure there was no problem, he stood up, took out the bundle from the bag, and handed it to Lin Yi.

"Let me tell you, we are all serious things, and people like him don't know the goods."

Lin Yi chuckled, handed over a cigarette and asked:
"How do you know these are serious things?"

"Let's dig it ourselves." The old man may have realized that he had slipped his tongue, so he quickly changed his words: "Shiha's, Shiha's."

After finishing speaking, without looking back, he carried his travel bag and disappeared into the night of the ancient city.

"This old boy is running so fast. Could it be that we were tricked by him?"

"No! Let's just pick it up!"

As he spoke, Lin Yi turned on the flashlight and reached inside the edge of one of the clay pots.

Under the soil cover, there are several areas of imperceptible green rust.

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