God Level Golden Eye

Shen Xue settled down. He knew that he had not made a mistake just now. He originally wanted to ask what he found and what kind of antiques were on the shelf. It was worth the fuss. But he knew he was not himself at all at this time. A good opportunity to ask questions. The most important thing right now is to buy the antique that Song Yun is fond of.

Song Yun picked up a few antiques on the shelf at random and looked at it pretentiously. His action immediately caught the attention of the people in the antique shop. A person in his forties came over.

Song Yun picked up a lot of leaks and was experienced. After talking with the people in the store for more than ten minutes, he finally bought three antiques for 3,000 yuan. After packing them, he paid for them and delivered them.

Song Yun walked out of the antique shop slowly, but just as he walked out, his pace suddenly accelerated. In an instant, he was more than 100 meters away from the door of the antique shop, surrounded by people visiting the antique shop. This time he slowed down. Footsteps.

"Song Yun Song Yun!"

"You are a little too fast, right?"

Shen Xue just chased him fiercely, but Song Yun's speed was too fast to keep up. Now the speed has slowed down at this time, so he can catch up.

"Hahaha!"

"Now this place is a place of right and wrong, of course we have to leave earlier."

When Song Yun spoke, the smile on his face was like a blooming chrysanthemum. It was clear that a good mood could not be better.

"Humph!"

"Looking at you like this, your tail is almost up to the sky!"

Shen Xue looked at Song Yun's back as he spoke. He really felt that if Song Yun had a tail behind him at this time, it must be erected high.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"What's so strange about this?"

"I just missed a tens of millions of antiques."

Song Yun triumphantly held up a box containing a few antiques in his hand. At this time, he felt that even if he could not buy a suitable antique tea set this time in Beijing, there was one thing he could definitely do. That is to make a lot of money.

After Shen Xue saw the expression on Song Yun’s face in the antique shop, she knew that she had to pick it up again. Now she was only listening to Song Yun to confirm the matter, and she didn’t feel much surprised. To put it bluntly, it was already long ago. Seeing numbness, there is no freshness.

Song Yun and Shen Xue continued to move forward while chatting. The goal this time has not been achieved, and they must continue to search.

Zuo Gao and Cao Zhong were strolling leisurely on the antique street. This is something that both of them have to do every day. With such an opportunity, you can discover what is wrong with the antique market, or if it is really discovered. Problems must be handled properly.

"what?"

"That person was from Song Yun just now, right?"

Zuo Gao suddenly pointed to the door of an antique shop not far away. He saw two very familiar figures, Song Yun and Shen Xue. He was not so sure when he did this, so he just asked. Cao Zhonghe by his side.

"It's not wrong. Those two people are indeed Song Yun and Shen Xue. They thought they had already left, but what they didn't expect is that they haven't left yet. What is their goal or purpose for coming here?"

Cao Zhonghe looked at it earnestly, Zuo Gao did not admit his mistake, that was indeed the case. The two people who hurriedly walked out of an antique shop in front of them, one of them was Song Yun and the other was Shen Xue.

"Old man Cao, have you noticed that Song Yun is carrying several boxes in his hand. The boxes must be antiques. I don't know what kind of antiques Song Yun bought. I am really curious."

Zuo Gao is indeed very interested in this matter.

"If you want to know what kind of antique Song Yun bought, just ask!"

Cao Zhonghe walked forward while talking. The antique shop was called Nazhen Pavilion. Song Yun and Shen Xue just came out of it. Needless to say, they must have bought antiques in that antique shop. What did Song Yun look like? The antiques, just ask in the past.

Cao Zhonghe and Zuo Gao walked into the Nazhen Pavilion, looked around, and immediately found the owner of this antique shop, Fang Yongyan, a good friend of the two.

"what?"

"I said, why did the two of you come to my antique shop when you are so free today?"

Fang Yongyuan was chatting with several other people, but now he saw Cao Zhonghe and Zuo Gao at this time, and he could stand up immediately.

"Old man Fang, did someone buy antiques in your antique shop just now?"

Zuo Gao walked into the antique shop, and just saw Fang Yongyuan, he immediately asked something like this. The only thing he wanted to figure out was whether Song Yun bought antiques from Fang Yongyuan’s antique shop, and if it was an antique. If so, what kind of antique is that?

"Yes, that's not wrong, it's exactly like that. A few antiques have just been sold in the antique shop. They are not so much antiques, but ordinary goods."

Fang Yongyuan nodded. There is no need to hide anything from Zuo Gao and Cao Zhonghe, especially since he and Zuo Gao and Cao Zhonghe are old friends for many years. What kind of antiques are sold in the store, but it is the most common. One thing, the old friend has already spoken, he must say it.

"Specifically, what kind of antiques are they?"

Zuo Gao continued to ask, not knowing why he felt so bad in his heart at this time. If someone else buys antiques from Fang Yongnian’s antique shop, it’s not a big deal, but that person’s name is Song Yun, Song Yun Now in the antique collection circle, the biggest skill or the biggest reputation is picking up leaks. At this time, the antiques he buys in the antique shop that speaks forever, in short, make people feel shocked.

"what?"

"I said Old Man Zuo, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't you think my antique shop should sell antiques?"

Fang Yongyuan looked at Zuo Gao very strangely, and found that the expression on the face of his old friend for many years was really strange.

"Old man Fang, one thing I'm worried about right now is that among the few antiques you just sold, one of them is incredible. In other words, you slapped a good thing and let others pick it up. ."

Zuo Gao didn't have anything to hide in front of Fang Yongyuan, so he directly expressed his worry.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Old man Zuo, don’t be kidding. How could this happen? The antiques I sold just now were all ragged goods. I bought them almost 10 years ago. What did I do 10 years ago? Clearly, those so-called antiques are just some fakes, but they have been kept in the warehouse for a long time, and they look like real ones. Recently, I cleaned out the warehouse and wanted to put some other items in it. Throwing away these fake antiques 10 years ago, I feel a bit a pity. I just put a shelf in the antique shop and put it on it to see if it can fool some people. A young man came to the shop just now. , There is a young girl who bought three of the antiques I cleaned up. How could such a thing be real?"

Fang Yongyuan didn't believe Zuo Gao's words at all.