Murong Yan drove the car and took Tang Ling to a street selling antiques she had visited before according to the location in her memory.

Tang Ling took a look and found that this antique street is not the type of antique street that has been formed. It is relatively small in scale. It is the type of small vendor who has not formed a formal antique market.

To be honest, Tang Ling really has no interest in the antique market that has formed a large scale. Although this antique market has many authentic products, the same antiques are also expensive, so it is not cost-effective to buy them.

People like Tang Ling who have "plugs" on her body still prefer this unformed antique market. Although fakes are rampant in this antique market, for Tang Ling, this kind of place is a good place to catch treasures. Unexpectedly, Murong Yan really brought the right place.

When Tang Ling came here, it was like locusts saw food. It was definitely a policy of sweeping them all. When their country was invaded, they were burned up and robbed by other countries. Now Tang Ling just robbed back some of the things she had robbed back, which was nothing.

I believe Ye Hongyi knows it and will definitely praise her apprentice with great strength. Tang Ling is also planning to go back and wait for Ye Hongyi to praise her.

Murong Yan really didn't know about antiques, so she basically had no interest. She looked at the bottles and plates, and apart from being worn, Murong Yan really couldn't see any benefits of these things. One or two of them were smashing a lot of money, just to buy those things back, and there was no use at all, and there was no beauty there.

If a friend from M Country hadn't liked her before and had to bring her here, she wouldn't have known about the antique market or something.

"Tang Tang, do you like antiques so much? I came to the antique exchange meeting and I am still here to watch antiques. To be honest, I really don't know about antiques. However, the antiques that a friend of mine bought here last time were not real. It is said that he is also a person who plays antiques all year round. Look, it's not reliable here."

Murong Yan didn't know that Tang Ling knew antiques very well, and she just thought that like those rich people, she liked antiques and did not play with antiques, so she seemed to be a lower level.

To put it clearly, it is art of elegance.

Tang Ling looked at Murong Yan and smiled as if she was a treacherous old fox. "Don't worry, I'm here to hunt for treasures, and I'm not here to be a sucker."

Murong Yan had no choice but to believe Tang Ling. At least Tang Ling's business vision is still very accurate. Anyway, she doesn't understand, just follow her and watch it.

Murong Yan followed Tang Ling, and the two of them switched to many antique shops and stalls, most of which were fake, but there were also real ones. The genuine ones were bought by Tang Ling, and the expenses were not high. These people looked like Tang Ling was not old, and Murong Xue was also a person who didn't understand antiques, so they thought they were two little girls who came to play casually, so they did not deliberately raise the price. Anyway, they were all fakes and the price was too high. They probably couldn't buy them, so they simply sold them cheaper, and maybe they could still sell them.

Basically, these people are all out of this mentality. Tang Ling bought a few authentic antiques, including from China and from other countries. However, Tang Ling was not very satisfied because she didn’t get much.

When Tang Ling and Murong Yan visited a very modern antique shop, Tang Ling stopped because she saw that there were a few authentic ones inside, which was rare here. After all, they had gone to so many antique shops, but they were only a few authentic ones.

"Go in and take a look."

Murong Yan looked at the antique shop and said in confusion, "No, this shop is too modern. Look at other stores. Although the things are not good, at least they respect history. They are made of antiques and look like they sell antiques. The decoration is so modern, so they are fooling around, right?"

Tang Ling shook her head and laughed. It seemed that the ancient decoration really attracted many people's attention. On the contrary, this place with treasures was completely ignored.

When I entered the store, the items inside were indeed very modern, making people feel at first sight that I did not go to the antique shop, but to the craft shop.

The owner of the store is a young man who looks like a mixed-race and can speak Chinese. It is not troublesome to communicate at all, but most of the time, they still communicate in English.

Originally, Tang Ling had negotiated the price and was about to buy it. A few people suddenly came into the store. Tang Ling looked over and saw a few foreigners, Tang Ling didn't know him and had never seen him.

"I tell you that this is the best store here. Don't look at the decoration of this store, but in fact, the only antiques in this store are not bad on this street. I believe I am right. I am a local, so I will not lie to you."

A native of M country introduced him to several other people. If you don’t know, you thought he was the escort of this store. However, in Tang Ling’s opinion, this M country should be a person who knows the business, but unfortunately, she bought all these authentic products.

Tang Ling happily gave the mixed-race guy a card. The guy took it and swiped it. The transaction was successful. All the authentic products in the store were wrapped up by Tang Ling alone.

When they want to buy it, they may not be able to buy real things.

"No, what you said is true. What good things can you buy in such a store? I think it's better to go to a regular store. At least you won't take a fake product to attend the exchange meeting. At that time, our country will be ruined."

"No, this store does have a lot of good things. I have been here before, but I didn't see it correctly. I can tell you, didn't the exhibits you brought to France this time accidentally break? If I remember correctly in this store, there is a French antique. You can take a closer look at it, maybe it's the authentic one."

"Oh? It's true? Then we have to take a good look. Don't take a look. Which one is it? Do you remember? Hurry up and help me find it out. If you really help us this time, even if we owe you a favor, we will definitely help you if you have something to do in the future. How about it?"

"Okay, I'll help you find it out now. Generally, there are not many people coming to this store. They should be still there and cannot be sold so quickly."

M Gangster was very happy and probably hoped to help the French, so that the French would owe him a favor. M Gangster was very neat, and I think he should know the location of the things in this store. Unfortunately, the things at that location had been taken away by Tang Ling long ago.

As soon as the march went over, he saw that there was nothing there, and was stunned. Then he hurried to the mixed-race guy, pointing at the location he had just gone, and asked, "Where is the antiques that have been put there before? Have you changed the place again?"

The march was very excited. He spoke very quickly and his voice was a little loud, and he seemed to be anxious.

The mixed-race guy was slightly stunned. What's wrong with this today? Either no one cares about it or just buy it together. It's really strange.

He has been in the store for so many years, but no one has bought it and few people have seen it. If it weren't for the ancestral store at home and he wouldn't have been allowed to sell it, he would have stopped doing this business long ago. It would have been too unprofitable.

"The antique you mentioned has been bought by this lady, just now, before you entered the store."

The mixed-race guy also added a special sentence, and was bought by someone before they entered the store. When the M-Mr. heard this, he almost couldn't breathe. He slapped the counter with a palm, which scared everyone.

"What? Sold? How can you sell that antique!"

The M-Mr. was so excited that the mixed-race guy was not a good guy to mess with. He was young and energetic. When he heard the M-Mr. talk to him in this tone, he became angry.

"I do business and I want to sell whoever I want to sell. I didn't buy it for those years. I have to sell the antique before. I dare to yell at me, who told you to come late!"

Murong Yan looked at the mixed-race guy getting angry, and suddenly countless stars seemed to appear in her eyes. She didn't feel anything just now, but now it seems that this guy is so handsome and so cool!

"Such handsome!"

Murong Yan couldn't help but exclaim, Tang Ling smiled and looked at Murong Yan teasingly, "Oh, is the nun crazy too? It seems that I'm really doing it right. If you really become a nun, what should you do when you see the handsome guy?"

Murong Yan's face suddenly turned red, she coughed twice, and then said, "I've bought it all, it's time for us to leave."

Tang Ling smiled, then took a few antiques packaged by the mixed-race guy, and turned around and left. Tang Ling didn't have to think about it, probably already knew the identities of these people. From their conversation, we can know that these people should have come to the exchange meeting this time, but for some reason, they broke their exhibits, so they had to buy one for a while.

This M Gangster should be the person who participated in this exchange meeting in M ​​Country. Because he knows this place well, he bravely brought these French representatives here to see antiques.

"Wait a minute, wait a moment!"

Seeing that Tang Ling was about to leave, M Guo shouted a few times, and then blocked Tang Ling and Murong Yan's way.

The Frenchmen also figured out what had happened and hurriedly helped to block Tang Ling's way.

Tang Ling looked at the march and then at the French representatives, "What do you mean?"

The French representative looked at Tang Ling, and finally had to look at M Gangmao. They saw M Gangmao stopping Tang Ling, and they followed him. Now let’s see what M Gangmao means.

M Guo observed Tang Ling and Murong Yan, and finally chose to talk to Tang Ling because he could also see that Tang Ling seemed to know more about antiques.

"Hello, Miss."

Of course, this M-Mr. He doesn't speak Chinese.

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