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Chapter 70 Fragments of Blue Tile Bricks in Antique Street

in the afternoon.

Su Wen came to the antique market in Linhai City.

Although Linhai City is not a first-line city, nor a famous historical place, you can still feel a strong historical atmosphere in the antique street.

Antique Street is hundreds of meters long.

There are shops on both sides, and in front of the shops, there are large and small stalls.

After coming here.

In the live broadcast room, it gradually became lively.

"Where is the anchor?"

"A live broadcast in the morning sent all the audience in. It seems that the anchor is still self-aware!"

"Haha, the host is in the antique market?"

"No way, anchor, are you going to pick up the leak!?"

Watch the barrage in the live room.

Su Wen shook his head helplessly, before starting the live broadcast.

He has already made a round of the antique market.

but.

The antique market here is too different from what he expected.

Today, there are very few truly valuable old objects in the antique market.

Even some people with unique vision.

It is not easy to find leaks in the antique market.

After wandering around inside, Su Wen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed by the items put out by the stall owners.

The oldest one is only over 60 years old.

It is a modern imitation, and it is worth 60 yuan at most.

Moreover, the stall owners of these antiques are not ambiguous at all when they ask for a price, and it is possible to ask tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.

However, this price seems high.

But it is true that there will be people who come with the mentality of picking up the loopholes and are taken advantage of.

These stall owners seem to have not opened for several days. Once opened, it is enough for them to live for half a year.

"Brother, come and take a look at this good thing I just unearthed!"

After Su Wen walked to the end of Antique Street, he felt a little disappointed, but at this moment, a voice rang in his ear.

Let him subconsciously look back.

It was a middle-aged man who stopped him, and in front of him was a street stall.

Moreover, it is located at the outermost part of the antique market.

Just by taking a look, Su Wen got a piece of news that this stall owner does not set up a stall here all year round.

Otherwise, they wouldn't even have their own stalls.

As for why he came here suddenly, Su Wen also had some thoughts in his mind, probably because he got some kind of antique suddenly.

Want to sell it for a good price in the antique market.

Su Wen stopped and walked towards his booth. There was a gray cloth under the booth, on which were placed copperware, porcelain, and other small items.

Nothing great on it.

At first glance, they are basically modern imitations.

Although it has been treated as old, but with Su Wen's current level, it is not difficult to tell them apart.

However, at the booth.

However, there was a fragment of a brick that attracted Su Wen's attention.

There are strange patterns carved on the blue tiles, although it is only a fragment, but Su Wen can still feel that this piece of brick.

Probably better than everything here.

The years that add up are bigger!
If he was not mistaken, this thing seemed to have just been unearthed not long ago.

It seems so.

There should be a large tomb where this broken tile is.

thought here.

Su Wen calmly withdrew his gaze from the tiles, and turned his gaze to other items on the stall again.

"How much is it?"

Su Wen pointed to a porcelain bowl on the street stall.

The year is around the Qing Dynasty, and the individual is still relatively complete. If you take it out and sell it, the price will be around 500-2000 yuan.

This is also on this small stall.

One of the most valuable and oldest objects.

"My little brother has a good eye. You can tell at a glance that this is something from the late Ming Dynasty. How about this little brother, fifty thousand, you give me fifty thousand, and you take this thing away!"

Seeing this, the stall owner immediately said with a smile.

From the corner of the eye, he was also looking at Su Wen. It was very simple. Su Wen knew that green tiles should be avoided, so the stall owner would naturally catch what the seller liked.

Once pinched by him.

It is certain to be slaughtered.

Su Wen shook his head, and said, "This is the most valuable item at your booth. Moreover, it is something from the Qing Dynasty. The market price is only around 1000 yuan, and [-] is a bit expensive."

He is not someone who hangs around in the antique market all year round.

I don't know much about some professional trading terms, or how to counter-offer.

But this sentence is indeed true.

Therefore, when the stall owner saw Su Wen saw through his small stall, he immediately understood that this is a person who knows the goods.

If the price goes on like this, the gain outweighs the loss.

"1000 yuan, how about this, little brother, you give me [-] yuan, and you take this thing away!"

The stall owner thought for a while and offered a fair price.

However, Su Wen's goal was not the porcelain.

It was about the origin of the piece of blue tile and brick, so he said: "The price is reasonable, but I don't think you often come here to sell things. Where did these things come from?"

There is a rule in the antique market that buyers do not ask where they come from.

After hearing this, the stall owner hesitated and couldn't speak, which further confirmed Su Wen's thoughts.

I don't know when the other things will come out.

However, this piece of blue tiles must have just been unearthed!
"Uncle, reselling cultural relics is an illegal act, you don't want the police looking for you, do you?"

Su Wen said with a smile.

The stall owner looked like a novice at first glance, how could he know so many rules.

Hearing about reselling cultural relics, the police are sober.

Immediately panicked.

"Brother, this thing is not mine, it was given to me by someone else"

The stall owner hesitated for a long time,
Only then slowly said the origin of these things.

It turned out that when the stall owner came home the night before, he met a group of people digging for something.

Just happened to be caught by him.

Even if he had never seen the tomb robbers, he could tell just by the things those people were carrying.

Originally, the stall owner wanted to call the police.

However, under the repeated coercion and lure of that group of people, he accepted these things and gave up the idea of ​​calling the police.

After getting the message.

Su Wen nodded, since the porcelain bowl was given by the tomb robber, naturally he couldn't take it.

"These things of yours are worthless except for this porcelain bowl. I suggest you hand over this porcelain bowl to the relevant department. I can't take it from the tomb robbers. However, I can give you five hundred for this tile fragment."

Su Wen continued.

The stall owner nodded and said, "Thank you brother, I'll go right away."

The blue tiles and brick fragments are naturally not worth 500 yuan.

Even if it is old, tile fragments are tile bricks after all.

The reason why Su Wen bid five hundred to buy it.

First of all, the stall owner is relatively simple and honest, and he must have been threatened by the group of tomb robbers.

Secondly, it is definitely worth 500 yuan to get information about the source of the gray tile fragments!
After paying.

Su Wen was about to go to the address mentioned by the stall owner.

And in front of a stall in the antique market.

There are two crooked nuts standing, looking at Su Wen from time to time!

(End of this chapter)