God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun slowly opened his eyes and found that it was still pitch black outside the window.

"How long did I sleep?!"

Song Yun murmured, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was 4 in the morning. He went to bed after returning from dinner yesterday. It has been more than 15 hours since he slept, and his body is full of energy. Go to bed, can't sleep at all, have to get up.

Song Yun washed his face and brushed his teeth, soaked a glass of milk and drank it. After sitting for a while, he found that it was really boring, so he went to the Treasure Pavilion. Unexpectedly, Jin Yang was lit up and the door was opened.

Song Yun looked at the two cars parked in front of the store. One of them was Tang Miaomiao's and the other was the Jeep I saw yesterday. Needless to say, it must be Jiang Mengyao.

Song Yun walked into the Treasure Pavilion, I could see Jiang Mengyao and Tang Miaomiao sitting on the sofa, the two were drinking tea and chatting quietly.

Tang Miaomiao saw Song Yun coming in and took a cup to pour tea.

"Why did you come so early??!"

Tang Miaomiao said, putting the cup on the table.

Song Yun and Jiang Mengyao said hello, and after sitting down and drinking a cup of tea, the whole person immediately became energetic. It really felt good to have a cup of hot tea early in the morning.

"I slept for too long to fall asleep, so I just came here, thinking about going to the ghost market, but I didn't expect you to be in the store!"

When Song Yun saw Tang Miaomiao pour himself tea again, his index and middle fingers bent up and tapped a few lightly on the table in front of the cup.

"Are you going to the ghost market?!"

"Great!"

"Jiang Mengyao said that he wanted to go and see, so we will pass now!"

Tang Miaomiao laughed immediately when he heard Song Yun was going to the ghost market.

Song Yun only knew why Tang Miaomiao and Jiang Mengyao appeared in the Zhenbao Pavilion early in the morning. They had such an idea.

The three of them drank a few cups of tea and then went out.

Song Yun soon discovered that the ghost market was a bit more lively than before he went to Tianding City. He didn't understand what was going on. After looking at Tang Miaomiao, he realized that there are legends that some people are picking up here. Although it's not a big deal, the price is only one hundred and several hundred thousand, the most expensive one, but sold for more than 2 million, but for the average person playing antiques, it is already very incredible. Not everyone can be as motionless as oneself. It is counted as thousands or even hundreds of millions. Not to mention, since there are cheap antiques, of course there may be more expensive antiques. The news spreads, come and visit There are naturally a lot of people in the ghost market.

Song Yun walked in and found that there were more and more people. When he went to the middle of the ghost market, he found that the people were almost next to each other. It was a little difficult to walk. Not only was there a lot of people walking, but also There are also a lot more people in the stalls. There were no ghost market stalls in many places, but now they are crowded one by one.

Song Yun couldn't help but rubbed his nose. Money moved people's hearts. People who wanted to get rich were everywhere. Those who bought wanted to get rich, and those who sold wanted to get rich. There were more and more people who wanted to pick up the leaks and want to make money. There are more and more people, and it's hard to think of both.

"Tang Miaomiao, your ghost market is so lively!"

"I remember when I came here with you two years ago, it was far from this lively!"

Jiang Mengyao rarely comes to places like this, and feels fresh no matter what he sees.

"Two years ago, this place was really not very lively, but the situation you see now is not normal."

Tang Miaomiao talked to Jiang Mengyao, but his eyes were fixed on the surrounding stalls, but there were too many people, all of them blocked in front of stalls one after another, tightly surrounded, and nothing could be seen.

"Sister Tang, don't you want to pick up a leak?!"

Song Yun suddenly laughed when he saw Tang Miaomiao like this. With so many people in front of him, it is difficult to see antiques, let alone picking them up-who is here, who doesn't want to pick them up?

"Pick up a leak, who doesn't want it?!"

"Song Yun, I have to tell you, hurry up and widen my eyes. It's impossible for me to find it, but you can definitely!"

"Don't waste this opportunity!"

"Don't look at the girl!"

"Have you heard me talking?!"

"Staring at those stalls with wide eyes, there are good antiques, don't miss it!"

Tang Miaomiao saw Song Yun not caring and stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay!"

"Let me take a closer look!"

Song Yun had no choice but to nod his head to agree, cheered up, and stared at the surrounding stalls.