"Young master, the target has entered Muyu Antique Street, what should I do next"

Xiao Meng was sitting in the car at this time and leaned over the steering wheel, staring at Lin Zixing's back with his eyes.

"Went to the antique street, it seems that today is a good day, you bring someone to follow, don't lose it, I'll come right away."

When Xiao Feng heard this, his somewhat lazy body instantly sat up straight, and said with a light smile.

Normally, he doesn't go to the antique street, and even if he can pick up any good treasures, he won't be short of that money.

But today is different, today there is Lin Zixing, the son of luck, then he will definitely bump into the big baby.

After saying "yes,"

he quickly hung up the phone, opened the car door and waved his hand behind him.

Suddenly, several burly strong men surrounded him, all of whom were people who were monitoring Lin Zixing.

"Keep up with the target, don't be exposed, spread out. After

saying that, everyone disappeared in the next second, completely blending into the crowd.

Antique Street, a place where the three religions and nine streams of the magic capital gather, where you can feel what is called a thought of heaven and a thought of hell.

"What kind of goods are these, why are they all fakes.

Lin Zixing walked on the road with a depressed face, constantly looking at the goods on the stall.

"It's... Hey, there's still a good baby.

At this moment, Lin Zixing stopped at a stall.

Looking at the calligraphy and paintings placed on the stall, his eyes gradually became hot.

But after a while, he returned to normal, and picking up treasure can't let the shopkeeper know your thoughts, which is the most basic.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Lin

Zixing walked over and half-squatted down to pick up the calligraphy and painting and asked.

He didn't beat around the bush to cover up other things, everyone who could set up a stall had a pair of sharp eyes, and they saw these little tricks clearly.

No one is a fool, unless the author is a fool to write so.

When the boss heard this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly said mysteriously:

"Young man, good vision, do you know the origin of this calligraphy and painting?, this is something from the palace."

When the people at the stall next to them heard this, they immediately sneered: "Lao Li Tou, didn't I see you pressing instant noodles yesterday with your paintings?

Hearing this, Lao Litou's face darkened instantly, his eyes glared at this person angrily, and then he looked at Lin Zixing and explained:

"Young man, don't listen to his nonsense, this calligraphy and painting really came out of the palace, I see that you are also fateful, take 200,000 yuan, and sell your personal favor."

After speaking, he looked at Lin Zixing with a painful face, and he didn't know that he thought he was really losing.

"200,000 yuan, boss, I don't know which eye you see it from, I can take out 200,000 yuan from all over my body?"

Hearing Lao Litou's words, Lin Zixing glanced at him and looked at him speechlessly.

"200 can't be more, if you can accept it, I'll take it, if you can't accept it, forget it.

Lin Zixing directly made a price, and looked at the boss with resolute eyes.

"Hey, young man, you're going to kill me, 500 yuan can't be less. "

Boss, is it really indispensable? I still have these 300 yuan left in my body, why don't you buy me cheaper?"

Lin Zixing looked at the boss and begged bitterly.

The boss thought about it for a while, and even agreed to it: "Okay, if I buy you for 300 yuan, I will also lose miserably, and 200,000 yuan will be cut to 300 yuan by you." "

Under normal circumstances, the boss will not lose a penny, this is the unwritten rule of the antique street.

If everyone can bargain, then how can the antique street be played.

That is, it is Lin Zixing's protagonist who succeeds in his qi operation.

"Boss, can you let me see this thing?"

At this time, a voice sounded, and Xiao Feng walked over.

Looking at Lin Zixing, who had not yet traded, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it was not too late.

"Is that you?" Lin

Zixing stood up and pointed at Xiao Feng and said in surprise.

Although he wondered why Xiao Feng appeared here again, he still said politely: "I'm sorry, the boss has already bought it for me." Hearing

this, Xiao Feng glanced at it coldly: "Did you give money? If you don't give money, will it be sold to you?" "

It just so happens that I also want to study calligraphy and painting recently, and I feel that this calligraphy and painting is good."

Xiao Feng looked at the calligraphy and painting in the boss's hand, and smiled strongly, the treasure that Lin Zixing got in the antique street was this calligraphy and painting.

Calligraphy and painting look a little old on the surface, and most people don't look at it in their eyes.

But knowing the original work, there is a compartment in this calligraphy and painting, which is the true face of this calligraphy and painting, the great painter Ni Zan in the early Ming Dynasty's "Autumn Ji Picture of the Fishing Village".

It was used by Lin Zixing to give it to the great painter Xu Baishun, so that he walked into the eyes of the big man, and really took off.

Xiao Feng asked, "Boss, how do you sell

this painting?" "Three hundred yuan, but I have already sold this painting to this young man." "

Isn't there no trade yet?1,000 yuan, how about selling it to me?"

Xiao Feng waved his hand lightly and stretched out a finger.

"Haha, I'll just say that the fortune teller told me that I would meet a noble man this morning, and it turned out to be you, little brother. "

1,000 yuan, it's such a happy decision. The

boss was smiling, and he rolled up the calligraphy and painting neatly, and handed it from Lin Zixing to Xiao Feng.

"Boss, didn't you say that you would sell it to me, how could you go back on your word?"

Lin Zixing's face darkened when he saw this, and he asked anxiously.

"What's the matter, you teach Lao Tzu to do things, if you don't have money, you have to learn from others to come out to pick up treasures, and businessmen don't talk about honesty and disagree. "

Lao Tzu's purchase price is more than this money, you give me three hundred, why do you want me to buy a case of wine to get drunk, and then tell myself that everything is fake?"

The boss looked at Lin Zixing with a sneer.

"This brother, this calligraphy and painting is a little important to me, can you sell him to me?"

Lin Zixing saw that the boss couldn't do it here, and turned his head to Xiao Feng and said.

"It's important to you about my, I care about your three melons and two dates, I'm just interested in this calligraphy and painting.

Xiao Feng took his right hand from the boss's hand, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Why are you, a person who wears a custom suit and looks worth a lot, fight with me for this"

Lin Zixing shouted anxiously at this time.

This calligraphy and painting is very important to him.

"Why? Can't you buy calligraphy and paintings if you have money? I just like this one, I can't let it. Xiao Feng stopped and glanced coldly.

"Don't go out if you don't have money, 300 yuan to play antiques, hehe!"

After speaking, he strode away.

"It's okay, it's just a calligraphy and painting. Lin Zixing took a deep breath, then turned his head to continue searching.

What he didn't see was that all around him were people watching him.

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