God Level Golden Eye

Zhang Feng is sitting on the sofa and drinking tea. There is only one person in the shop. It is very quiet. He is in a very good mood at this time. He made two deals early in the morning, and the first one was sold. One piece of bronze ware, part of that piece of bronze ware is real, but the other part was later repaired and used to make 60,000 yuan. The two pieces sold were high imitation antiques. This one made less money. It's only 30,000 yuan, but compared to a high imitation antique, this price is very good, because when I bought it, I spent it, but it was 2,000 yuan. After two years in my hand It has become 30,000 yuan, this kind of return on investment is very high, very amazing.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"It is true that you still have to open the door to do business, otherwise, today the money will be bye bye to me!"

Zhang Feng felt that he hadn’t done any business a few days ago. He just immersed himself in the study of antiques. He felt a little funny. Ma Wei said nothing wrong. He knew exactly what the antiques in the store were. Is there any earth-shattering baby? A few days ago, I was really fascinated. I didn’t open the door for business for three days. I didn’t sell any antiques. The loss is estimated to be more than 200,000 yuan. Just think about this. It hurts to think about it.

Zhang Feng was drinking tea happily, and inadvertently raised his head to see that there was an empty space on the opposite antique shelf. The place was originally the second antique sold today, but now it is empty. At the beginning, his face was as usual, nothing special. Yes, but after a while, his face became more and more ugly, and in the end it looked like ink, and even his mouth was trembling.

"Song Yun definitely found an incredible baby in the shop!"

"It's probably the one I just sold!"

"How can this be?"

"How could something like this happen?

"Do not!"

"I do not believe!"

Zhang Feng felt that he was really going crazy. The antique that he just sold was probably the one he had been looking for but could not find. Song Yun ran into his antique shop. I am holding this antique, but now it is too late to say anything, the antique has been bought by someone else.

"No way!"

"This is definitely not good!"

"That antique is mine!"

"No one can **** this antique away from me!"

Zhang Feng sat on the sofa. After muttering for a long time, he suddenly jumped up from the sofa and rushed out of the door of the antique shop. He has only one thought in his mind now, that is, to find the person who bought his second antique. I paid 10 times or even 20 times the price to redeem it. After running for several streets, no one could still see the middle-aged man with a big belly just now.

"Zhang Feng Zhang Feng!"

"Aren't you really crazy?"

"What were you doing just now?"

Ma Wei’s antique shop is not far from Zhang Feng’s antique shop, so when Zhang Feng rushed out of the shop, Ma Wei had already noticed, but at that time someone in the shop was buying antiques, and there was no time to manage Zhang Feng. What's wrong, the guests have been sent away at this time, and when Zhang Feng appeared again, he immediately waved.

Zhang Feng was in despair. He ran through all the antique streets in the antique market just now. He didn't find the middle-aged man with a big belly at all. Such a blow was really unbearable. After hearing Ma Wei's shout, he After finally waking up, he still didn't mean to speak. His eyes didn't have any energy at all, just like a body without a soul.

Ma Wei couldn't bear Zhang Feng's appearance, so he walked out of the antique shop, dragged him to his own shop, and poured Zhang Feng a cup of hot tea.

Zhang Feng slowly recovered after drinking the hot tea.

"What exactly is going on?"

"what's going on?"

Ma Wei poured another cup of hot tea for Zhang Feng.

"The antique in my shop was probably bought by someone else!"

Zhang Feng's entire face now looks like a giant bitter gourd, and it is a shriveled bitter gourd. Whether the antique that was just sold is the one Song Yun fancy is unknown, there is no way to verify it, but in his heart There is such an intuition.

"what?"

"Zhang Feng, what kind of nonsense are you talking about, how come I don't understand."

"Antiques in your shop?"

"Of course the antiques in your shop are for sale. What's weird about being bought by others?"

Ma Wei still didn't understand what Zhang Feng's words meant, so he was confused.

"There is an incredible baby in my shop. I asked you to come to me yesterday and want you to identify it for me."

Zhang Feng picked up the teacup again and took a sip of hot tea. He didn't know why, but now he felt a little at a loss, and his hands were shaking with the teacup.

"I don't have a problem with my brain. How could I not remember what happened yesterday? You told me that you dreamed that there was an incredible treasure in your antique shop, so you let me go over and help identify it."

Ma Wei nodded. This happened only yesterday and it is impossible to forget.

"In fact, I didn't dream at all, there was nothing like this at all."

Zhang Feng knew that there was nothing to conceal at this time, so he simply told the story. Song Yun had been to his antique shop, including his own suspicions, etc., all of which were like pouring beans in a bamboo tube.

"what?"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Song Yun has been to your antique shop, why didn't you tell me such a big thing?"

"If you tell me about this, of course I couldn't be like that yesterday. I just turned around and left. Song Yun is a master at picking up leaks. It is impossible for him to run into your antique shop for no reason. The reason I told you is definitely that a good antique was found in your shop."

Ma Wei made a judgment immediately.

"That’s how I think. A few days ago, I didn’t do business at all. I didn’t sell all the antiques in the antique shop, and I checked it all the time. I didn’t find anything before I called and asked you to come to the shop to replace it. I will shut it down."

"But you don't believe that there are good things in my antique shop. I sat down and drank a few sips of tea and then left. I looked at all the antiques again last night. Nothing was found. I started to open again today. Someone bought an antique from my shop, and when I sold it, I didn’t think there was anything wrong. I made tens of thousands of dollars and I was very happy. Later, I didn’t feel right. I bought the antique when I chased it out. People have long since disappeared."

Zhang Feng really wants to die at this time.

"Humph!"

"The reason why I say that none of the antiques in your store is good is because you concealed the facts. If you told me earlier that Song Yun had been in your antique store, how could I say that? What about the son?"

Ma Wei's face was very ugly, and he sneered. Yesterday, Zhang Feng didn't tell the story of Song Yun's visit to the antique shop. He was clearly on his guard, worried that he would be cautious when he knew it.

Zhang Feng's face was a bit ugly, and at the same time very embarrassing. He knew that Ma Wei had guessed, why didn't he tell the matter.

"Ma Wei!"

"I didn't say it, I didn't believe you at all."

"We are old friends for many years, how could I not believe you?"

"This is an intuition of mine. There is no reason. I am afraid you will laugh at me when I say it. Although Song Yun ran into my antique shop, I felt a little bit strange in my heart, but I also felt that this kind of thing was very strange. It makes no sense, so I won’t tell you at all."

When Zhang Feng saw Ma Wei this way, he knew that he must be angry in his heart, and immediately explained it.

"Humph!"

"Zhang Feng!"

"You don’t need to explain what the matter is. You don’t tell me about Song Yun’s visit to your antique shop. What is your idea? I don’t have a problem with my brain. You know the reason and I know it."

"Zhang Feng!"

"I can tell you right now, my antique shop is too small to accommodate your big Buddha. From now on, you will go to the other side of the road!"

After Ma Wei said these words, he directly came to see him off.

Zhang Feng stared at Ma Wei, who was opposite to him, for a long time, sighed deeply, stood up, and swayed away. He knew that he had not only lost an antique that could sell for a big price. The other one lost even Ma Wei, a long-time friend.