God Level Golden Eye

Sun Mengyan drank two cups of tea in a row before putting the tea cup down.

"Song Yun, I have to admit that what you said is very reasonable, but if you want me to be as calm as you, I think it's impossible."

Sun Mengyan knew that Song Yun hadn't said at all. The truth is that this is the same reason, but it is impossible for him to do it.

Tang Miaomiao nodded. What Sun Mengyan said is not wrong. Perhaps everyone knows the truth very well, but he is truly a master if he can do it. Song Yun really sees this thing very thoroughly and can do it at the same time. But this does not mean that Sun Mengyan and herself can do this. Perhaps when other things happen here in the antique market in the future, neither she nor Sun Mengyan can calm down. Only Song Yun can look at everything calmly.

Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao and Sun Mengyan walked slowly on the street of the second phase antique shop. Now this time is not a special prime time, but there are still a lot of people here, and there are quite a few antiques. The shop is being renovated and is not over yet, but it can be seen that these antique shops have already begun to sell antiques-while decorating and selling antiques. From this we can see how good the business here is, and the antique shops have been won. People simply don't want to miss the opportunity to make money and race against time to seize all the time.

Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Sun Mengyan strolled here for nearly an hour before returning to the treasure pavilion. They saw Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng sitting there drinking tea. They were holding an antique in their hands. You take a look, I take a look, discussing something in a low voice.

"what?"

"What the **** are you doing?"

Sun Mengyan walked over and sat down on the sofa opposite Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, and took a look at the antique that Xu Desheng was holding at this time, and found that it was a small and exquisite snuff bottle. This kind of thing is in the antique collection. There is a small category inside, some people really like it very much, and the price of such a snuff bottle, if it is a genuine boutique, is very high, hundreds of thousands of millions.

"Hahahaha!"

"Old Man Zhu and I went to the ghost market for a while. What we didn't expect was that we were lucky and found something like this."

As Xu Desheng said, he triumphantly displayed the snuff bottle inside.

Song Yun glanced at it and knew it was absolutely true.

"How much did it cost? If the price is not high, it is definitely not a big mistake."

Song Yun was a little curious about the price of this snuff bottle bought by Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng.

"5000 yuan."

"We bought it for 5,000 yuan!"

As Zhu Deyuan talked, he stretched out his right hand and wiped away the five fingers and shook it. The triumphant expression on his face became more obvious. In fact, it was not necessary for Song Yun to say that he knew this snuff bottle himself and Xu Desheng Xiaoxiao. Picked up a leak.

"Not bad, not bad! It's really good! It looks like you can add a chicken leg tonight tonight!"

Song Yun nodded. Buying this snuff bottle at such a price definitely made a lot of money. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng had this snuff bottle in their hands, if they were to sell it, they would run into suitable players. Selling 200,000 or even 300,000, there is nothing wrong with it, and it is very easy to sell. There are not many people collecting such things in the antique collection circle, but if it is a collection, it will become very crazy. The price is not particularly outrageous. When such a collector encounters a snuff bottle, he will take it down without hesitation. Simply put, this kind of thing is very easy to sell.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Song Yun, are you true? Did we really miss it? If this is the case, we will have dinner tonight."

Xu Desheng was very happy, his smiling eyes couldn't see clearly.

Tang Miaomiao looked at Zhu Deyuan and then at Xu Desheng. It was really helpless. These two old men were getting younger and younger. For them, it has nothing to do with making money. The most important thing is them. People who enjoy this feeling, or those who play antiques, like to pick up leaks, and find this kind of thing very exciting, especially like Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, they are really not short of money now, what they enjoy is the process of picking up leaks. fun of.

"But it's a small leak that can make more than one hundred and two hundred thousand. I wonder if you two old men have never seen anything in the world?"

"What's so happy about this kind of thing? I think if you have tails now, your tails will have to be erected and lifted into the sky!"

Tang Miaomiao was not polite, and immediately began to criticize.

"Tang Miaomiao, there is no reason for your statement like this. If we have the ability like Song Yun, of course, every time we go to collect and leak those millions or even more than 100 million antiques, but the problem is we Without the ability and luck like this, I can only get some of these little antiques to entertain myself."

"Tan Miaomiao, I have every reason to believe in you. This is absolutely envy and jealousy."

Zhu Deyuan blew his beard and stared with jealousy in his eyes, so he said such words.

"Who says no? If we can really pick up big leaks, how could we put these small ones in our eyes? However, Song Yun has no way to enjoy this kind of fun. If he appears now At the stalls in the ghost market, it is impossible for everyone to sell antiques to him. I feel happy as long as I think of such things."

Xu Desheng didn't care. He held the snuff bottle in his hand and looked at it over and over again, as if it was a rare treasure.

Tang Miaomiao shook his head. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng's words cannot be refuted. After all, not all people are masters like Song Yun. Not only are they missing out, but every time they encounter is a good thing, in fact, they must It is necessary to admit that people like Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng who play antique collectors can occasionally pick up one or two antiques. It is already a very serious thing. After all, there is really only one Song Yun in the world, not a big street. Chinese cabbage can be found anytime and anywhere.

"Lao Zhu and Lao Xu, did you just come back from the ghost market?"

Song Yun is concerned about this. It is not night or early morning. He is a little curious about what the ghost market is like at that time. The most important thing is whether it is really prosperous and the people who set up antique stalls. How many people there are and how many people visit antique stalls. These are all very important. They are directly related to the entire antique market, especially how good the business of those antique shop owners can be. In fact, the ghost market has become the entire antique. The importance of the engine of market transactions is self-evident.