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Chapter 37 Pan Jiayuan

Chapter 37 Panjiayuan
The Panjiayuan Flea Market, located on the third ring road in the southeast of the region, is a very famous local market, and it is said to be ranked among the top ten flea markets in the country.

Panjiayuan was overcrowded on weekends. Luo Song took Wang Xi's hand and walked in the street stalls of Panjiayuan's flea market.

Wang Xi asked Luo Song, "Do you know antiques? I want to buy a real antique and give it to my grandfather. If you can buy me a real antique, I'll tell you good news right away, how about it?"

Luo Song smirked, and then said to Wang Xi, "No problem, but I don't understand it very well, but it doesn't matter. I've heard others say that if you want to buy real things, you have to buy them here."

Luo Song pulled Wang Xi, and then said, "Come with me, I'll take you around, don't get lost, follow me."

Wang Xi followed Luo Song obediently. Before Luo Song reached a booth, he unleashed his mental strength and carefully inspected the things in the booth.If no abnormalities are found, change to a new booth decisively and continue to investigate.

What is Luo Song doing?Wang Xi was very puzzled, because Luo Song didn't seem to be picking things at all, but seemed to be dealing with errands.

But Wang Xi didn't say anything, because she believed that Luo Song would not deal with her.

Luo Song has been using his mental power to scan the various goods on the booth.Because, if it was two days ago, Wang Xi called Luo Song to look for the antiques, then Luo Song would be dumbfounded, but now Luo Song is not afraid, because Luo Song has already discovered the secret of the antiques.

After strengthening his body with mental power in the past few days, Luo Song had to go outside every day to train. As a result, unconsciously, Luo Song used mental power to scan his surroundings. Suddenly, Luo Song found a building on which appeared A hint of yellow.

So, out of curiosity about the yellow color, Luo Song walked over and studied it seriously. In the end, Luo Song found that there was nothing strange except that the buildings here had a long history.

So, Luo Song had a whim, could something with a long history have some characteristics?

Luo Song went to many places overnight, because there are many ancient buildings in the area, which gave Luo Song some opportunities to learn, so when Luo Song didn't find a place with a strange color, he would seriously investigate it, and as a result, Without exception, they are all ancient buildings, or buildings renovated from ancient buildings.Among the materials contained inside, there are a large number of ancient materials.

That's why today Luo Song is full of confidence in Panjiayuan, constantly looking for things with special colors, because only the mental power can be seen, so Luo Song is looking for every stall.

Luo Song finally stopped in front of a stall. Luo Song squatted down, picked up an inkstone, and looked at it carefully. Wang Xi also squatted down with Luo Song.

Luo Song looked at it over and over for a long time, and then asked the stall owner, how do you sell this inkstone?
The stall owner said to Luo Song, "My friend, you have a good eye. I only have such a genuine product here. I fell in love with it before you saw it. I have nothing to say. I will give you a cheap price, and I will treat it as a friend of yours. Three thousand .How about it?
Luo Song looked at the stall owner in embarrassment, and then said something that made the stall owner feel depressed, "Is this the real thing? I don't understand this either. I wanted to buy one that looks a little bit more like a filling, but I didn't expect to buy it casually." One, is the real thing."

When Wang Xi heard this, he immediately said to Luo Song, "Luo Song, buy it, why don't we want a real product?"

Luo Song pulled Wang Xi, and then said to Wang Xi, "Honey, I just want to show off, there is no need to buy a real product."

Wang Xi was stunned by Luo Song's "dear", and said to Luo Song at a loss, "Well, you can do whatever you want, I'll listen to you."

Luo Song smiled at Wang Xi in satisfaction, then picked up an inkstone casually, and said to the stall owner, "Brother, this is not genuine, I want this."

When the stall owner saw it, he felt that it was a young couple shopping together in the market and buying something for appearance, so he said, "This one, although it is not the real one, is also a top-quality imitation. In this case, you give me three hundred and take it away."

Luo Song frowned, and then said, "Brother, you're wrong, I'll just buy one, it's either the real thing, or a top-quality imitation, two hundred, I'll take it if it's sold, or forget it if it's not sold, I don't care anyway. "

The stall owner looked at the inkstone in Luo Song's hand, and said, "Forget it, two hundred is two hundred, take it away."

Luo Song handed over the money and the goods, and then left the booth.

Behind him, Wang Xi was pulled by Luo Song, and followed Luo Song out in a daze.

Just as he was about to walk out of the stall street, Luo Song suddenly turned his head and looked at a small jewelry stall on the side.Then he pulled Wang Xi and walked over.

Luo Song picked up a cigarette holder on the stall, looked at it, and said to the stall owner, "How much is this?"

The stall owner looked at the cigarette holder and said, "Give me one hundred and take it away."

Without further ado, Luo Song took out 100 yuan, handed it to the stall owner, then took out a cigarette, put it in the cigarette holder, lit it, and said to Wang Xi, "How is it? Does it look good?"

Wang Xi said absently, "It looks good." So the two walked out of the stall street.

At the gate of Ditan Street, several retail investors carrying shoulder poles also set up stalls on the side of the road, and Luo Song walked over.

In front of a middle-aged woman's stall, there were several black porcelain bowls. Luo Song pointed to these bowls and said, "How much?"

The middle-aged woman glanced at Luo Song, and then said, "There are only a few bowls left, if you want, it will be one hundred."

Luo Song reached out and picked up one of the black bowls, then handed it to the middle-aged woman for a hundred, then turned and left.

Wang Xi followed Luo Song in a daze, thinking of Luo Song calling him "Dear" in his heart.

Wang Xi suddenly found that Luo Song had already left the stall street, so he asked, "Ah, gone? Haven't bought anything yet."

Luo Song turned his head, looked at Wang Xi, and asked, "What's wrong with you? You said you didn't buy it even though you've already bought it?"

Wang Xi looked up at Luo Song and asked, "Didn't you just buy a fake inkstone? Why did you run out of it?"

Luo Song chuckled, "Fake? I bought the real one. Although it's hard to tell the age, it's definitely the real one. Let's go, find a place to buy a package."

Wang Xi said, "Well, okay, I know where I can buy the packaging, follow me, by the way, Luo Song, is it really the real thing?"

Luo Song gently scratched Wang Xi's little nose, and said, "Of course, you don't believe me?"

Wang Xi smiled slightly, and then said, "I believe you, but I really admire you for buying a genuine product so quickly."

Luo Song reached out and touched Wang Xi's head, then said, "You don't have a fever, what's wrong with you today? One piece? I obviously bought three pieces?"

Wang Xi opened his mouth, and then said to Luo Song, "Three things? Impossible?"

Luo Song smiled slightly, and then said to Wang Xi, "Let's go, baby, I'll take you to buy the packaging. By the way, let's see if the three are genuine."

Wang Xi's face turned red, "You're always teasing people, don't yell, baby, it's disgusting to listen to. Come with me, I know people and can identify them."

(End of this chapter)