My identity as a collector was exposed by the village flower

Chapter 275 The Qing Dynasty is dead!

Fang Xing and the others are not just for fun, especially Liu Shijun, who has to drag Fang Xing to the antique markets in western countries for a few hours every day.

When you arrive in Barcelona, ​​you have to go to the Ramblas flea market.

The Las Ramblas Flea Market is known as one of the top ten antique markets in the world, and of course it wasn't called casually.

Ramblas Avenue in Spain is a picturesque pedestrian street, which starts from the port and extends to the city of Barcelona. The shops on both sides of the street sell various books, clothing and antiques.

"It's almost all Western things!" Xu Qing said.

They have gone through more than 20 stalls in a row, and they have almost the same things. They are known as the top ten antique markets in the world, which is somewhat disappointing.

For example, the small stall in front of you is full of old postcards, photos, glass negatives, and film, and the price is basically 2 euros each.

Liu Shijun's identification ability is not very good, and he is blinded when he encounters unfamiliar Western gadgets.

Now, everyone is counting on Fang to wake up.

In fact, they had been counting on Fang Xing.

"It's like when foreigners look at our Chinese antique market, it's not porcelain or bronze and jade." Liu Shijun laughed.

He picked up a vinyl record, which is a very popular collection item in the West.

In the twentieth century, because the sound quality of vinyl is closest to the original sound without distortion, it feels more fidelity and perfectly covers people of all ages.

Nowadays, the vinyl records in our domestic market are imported from overseas or second-hand.In Tao Street in Guangzhou, the cheapest vinyl record costs 70 yuan, and the collection version can cost thousands.

At present, vinyl records are rare items, especially famous discs from decades ago, they are even more rare.

The brand, series and number of the record are printed on the core of the record, as well as the music content, paragraphs, singing time, player, singer, and recording age and other information.

Liu Shijun looked at it pretendingly, and put the three words "I don't understand" and couldn't see any signature, so he put it back.

Although he doesn't understand it very well, he thinks that thing is worthless.

The value of all antiques follows certain rules.

For things like records, without signatures, he, Liu Shijun, is absolutely too lazy to spend time researching them.

Signed records of singers and musicians are naturally separated from regular versions. Signatures have exceeded the value of the record itself. If there are special and historical factors, the value of the record itself is not the point.

Not only the music industry, but the signatures of popular bigwigs in any field are extremely valuable.

"Forget it, let's go to the store and have a look, hoping to find something good." Liu Shijun led everyone to continue walking.

When I just walked into a store, I saw two Chinese people groveling to the owner. What kind of trouble is this?

Seeing this, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately cursed.

What was even more speechless was that the middle-aged man still kept his long braids.

The Qing Dynasty is dead!

And people who live in the past?What the hell.

Then, I heard a man who looked like an old housekeeper say, "My lord, the boss only gave you five thousand euros, can you still sell it?"

"Ama left this for me, five thousand is too little, let him add another three thousand!" the middle-aged man ordered.

The old housekeeper communicated in English: "Honorable..."

The audience in the live broadcast room immediately exploded.

Damn it!It's like licking a dog, a slave!

"I lost face and went abroad."

"There will always be some Manchu elders who are still dreaming, and that kind of servility can't be erased."

"Now that the country is strong, it still can't support you, can it?"

"That old guy, can't he be a eunuch?"

……

Fang Xing said to Liu Shijun: "That thing is a treasure, just give him eight thousand euros."

It also saves this bastard from begging for help in a low voice and losing the face of our country.

When Liu Shijun heard this, he immediately became interested.He walked over and straight to the point: "Eight thousand euros, I can give it to you."

Who knew, the guy with the braids on the back of his head glanced at Liu Shijun with disdain, and immediately asked the old housekeeper to sell it to the shop owner for five thousand euros.

This sudden coquettish operation stunned everyone.

"I'll go! Is this the so-called gift to friends rather than slaves?"

"Bah, bah, bah! Who is his slave? Brother Liu is much richer than him, and his status is more noble than him."

"Damn it! You didn't meet me, if you were me, you'd have to beat him up first."

"This operation is really enough."

……

Liu Shijun was obviously also stunned. Ten thousand grass-mud horses ran past his mind. He had never seen such a cheap thing.

However, the plot reversed again.It may be that these two Chinese people gave the store owner the courage to start pushing ahead, only giving [-] euros, whether he likes to sell it or not.

"Haha! Why do I suddenly feel so good?"

"These bastards deserve to be bullied."

……

Liu Shijun shrugged his shoulders and stepped back to the side, looking like a melon-eating crowd, watching the other party suffer.

The braided man glared at Liu Shijun, feeling that the price of his baby was undervalued entirely because of Liu Shijun.He didn't dare to get angry at the Westerners, so he could only vent his anger on Liu Shijun.

Seeing this scene, many people feel that their three views have been refreshed.

"What are you looking at? If you don't sell it for three thousand, it will become two thousand in a while!" Liu Shijun is not easy to provoke.

Fang Xing was also speechless, where did this idiot come from?Did you kneel and break your leg?What era is it?

As soon as the words fell, the store owner seemed a little impatient.

"Two thousand, if you don't sell it, don't stop me from doing business."

The braided man stared at Liu Shijun fiercely, and cursed: "You dog slave! You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was punched in the face by Fang Xing, and he fell out, which shows how strong he is.After getting the golden finger, Fang Xing's physique was already extraordinary.

Fang Xing couldn't help it.

"I generally don't hit people unless I can't help it." Fang Xing said to the audience in the live broadcast room.

However, this move was praised by almost everyone.Fang Xing did what they all wanted to do, he really didn't like that bitch.

Liu Shijun also walked over and kicked him one by one: "Nima dog! Your whole family is a dog."

The man with braids lying on the ground yelled miserably at the old housekeeper: "Call the police, call the police! I want them to have a terrible death."

The old housekeeper couldn't care less, so he simply sold it to the shop owner for two thousand euros, and then ran over to protect his prince with his body.

Sternly warned: "This is a country ruled by law, you are finished, you are all finished."

Liu Shijun couldn't understand his hatred, and kicked the old housekeeper twice: "A country ruled by law? Hurry up and call the police. I'll wait for the police to catch him."

After speaking, he also took out his mobile phone and made a call.Today, without messing with these two people, he couldn't swallow this breath.

(End of this chapter)