God Level Golden Eye

"Song Yun, what do you think of the antiques inside?"

While talking, Tang Miaomiao took an antique from the shelf next to it and looked at it carefully.

"There are no high-quality goods in it, but they are not bad. Most of them are real. The price is basically less than 100,000 yuan. This is already an incredible thing."

Song Yun looked at the blue and white square box with multicolored floral patterns that Tang Miaomiao was holding in his hand. It was something from the Ming and Wanli years. Although it is not a fine product, it is definitely true. It is placed in the teahouse, within reach, everyone can pick it up and see, this is indeed incredible.

Tang Miaomiao gently put down the square box and nodded. Song Yun is indeed right. The most important thing about the antiques in this shop is that they are all genuine. In terms of value, they are the second place. The teahouse owner can This is already very impressive.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao were sitting and chatting, taking a sip of tea from time to time, or standing up and picking an antique on the shelf, carefully admiring it, and then putting it back. This feeling is very strange, like being in a library. The inside was the same, but instead of reading books, they were looking at antiques. The two of them spent the whole morning like this, found a stall at noon, and strolled over after lunch.

Lin Huaiming couldn't help but feel a little surprised. There are not many people in places like Xiaoxian, so it is natural to see that Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao are from outside, and it makes sense to spend the morning in their store, but he didn't expect to come back in the afternoon.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao ordered two cups of tea. There was no one in the teahouse, and they sat back in their old positions.

"My last name is Lin, and my name is Lin Huaiming. I don't know how the two are called?!"

After Lin Huaiming brought the tea, he simply introduced himself.

"My name is Song Yun, and I am Tang Miaomiao."

Song Yun introduced himself and Tang Miaomiao, and pointed to the location next to him.

Lin Huaimin was welcome, and immediately sat down. In fact, he was also a little curious about Tang Miaomiao and Song Yun. When he first saw it in the morning, he felt that he was walking with him. Anyway, there is nothing to do at this time, so just sit down and have a chat. Let's talk.

"Boss Lin, you opened a tea house, but there are a lot of antiques in it. Although it is not a boutique or expensive item, it is rare that it is basically true and placed within the reach of guests. Locally, if someone comes to your shop to drink tea, especially those who don’t understand antiques, they will definitely pick it up and play with them at will, without even knowing to be careful. Are you not afraid of knocking?!"

Song Yun is very curious about this matter. Now that he has the opportunity, he naturally wants to ask clearly. In the eyes of most people, antiques are precious things and must be taken care of, just like their own eyes. Similarly, Lin Huai obviously didn't think so.

"I'm afraid it's a bit, but it's still within the acceptable range. As you said, the antiques in it are not high-quality goods. It doesn't matter if they are really knocked out."

Lin Huaiming couldn't help but looked at Song Yun seriously. He had already seen that this was definitely a peer, but he never expected Song Yun to see at a glance that the antiques in his shop were basically genuine, and he knew the price. , This is not an ordinary colleague, should have the insight, should be a master.

"Oh?!"

"Then are your antiques sold here? Or how?"

Song Yun became more curious.

"I have been playing with antiques for a whole life, and over the years I have slowly accumulated some things. To be honest, some things are no longer in my eyes, but if I simply dispose of them like this, I am not happy. After all These things bear witness to my past time and years, what I have done in the end, after pondering, I just opened a teahouse like this, and I picked some not particularly expensive antiques and placed them here. If you like antiques, you can appreciate it. If you don’t know anything about antiques, you can understand. As for selling or not, this kind of thing is not necessarily a whim. At the same time, I think that person really likes antiques, so I will sell it. On the contrary, it must not be sold!"

Lin Huaiming smiled and briefly stated his actions and ideas.

Song Yun was happy.

Lin Huaiming's practice is a Buddhist style in popular words.