Funeral anchor: I have a building in Shanghai

Chapter 114
"Shocked, the famous anchor begged along the street and ran across the magic city barefoot,
Is it the loss of morality, or the distortion of human nature? "

"Why are you doing this? Sister Liuli must not be able to pick up leaks? What if? Isn't this what the antique market is like? The third is poorer and the fifth is richer... Wait, I can't make it up anymore."

"Liuli, the times are different. This isn't the time when there are stalls full of treasures that no one wants, and they are used to exchange for food stamps. The horses have not been exchanged until now. Let's see if he can still pick up so many leaks."

"One thing to say, Sister Liuli is still very smart. Look at the stall she found. 100 yuan is enough to buy garbage at such a stall..."

……

Liu Li hung the Huawei mateX3 on her chest and started the live broadcast. The fans in the live broadcast room clearly saw the booth she was walking past.

The booth was covered with blue plastic film, and there were bits and pieces of everything on it.

Both the four treasures of the study,

There is earthenware porcelain, too,

A lot of Wenwan bracelets,

More miscellaneous and trivial.

The stall owner looked like an old farmer, with years of accumulated dirt in the creases of his face that even the scrubbers in the big bathhouse couldn't do anything about, and he was sucking on a brass cigarette rod.

"Master, can you get started?"

Liu Li squatted on the booth, pointing to a pile of "antiques" on it and asked.

"Look, look, they are all good things, just collected from the countryside."

The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

Liu Li said to the fans in the live broadcast room while pulling with her hands:

"It's been a long time since I bought anything at this kind of street stall, not to mention it's quite impressive.

It is also the first time for me to pick up antiques. This is the same as playing cards. Generally, novices have very good luck.

You keep your eyes open and watch me get off to a good start. "

Liu Li glanced across the stalls, and took a look at the ones that were pleasing to the eye. There were all kinds of porcelain, pottery, copper coins, statues, literary toys, ornaments...

It can only be that although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs, and the booth is broken, but there are many things.

"Ok?"

"Could it be that I just lost my sight?"

Liu Li murmured in her heart.

When she started picking through the pile of "antiques", she quietly opened her "Merry Eyes".

Having learned the lesson from last time, Liu Li just squinted his eyes slightly this time, instead of concentrating on it, trying to include everything in it.

That kind of dizziness did not reappear as expected.

This time, what appeared in front of Liu Li's eyes was a cloud of gray, as if he had cataracts.

She doesn't need any knowledge, she can be 100% sure that this kind of gray air means fake or handicraft.

In the Jinshan ghost market, every stall that Liu Li passed by had this kind of gray air rising up in patches, and he could figure out what it meant by thinking about it with his toes?
"Before, I saw a white light from a distance, could it be that my eyes were really dazzled?"

Liu Li had already begun to suspect that it was her own eyes.

Not to mention in the live broadcast room, the bullet screens posted by fans are more than the fakes on the street stalls...

"Sister Liuli is posing, I'll just take a look, and I won't move?"

"The porcelain vase just now is not bad, it looks like it's from the Ming Dynasty."

"It's the middle of the night, don't worry about it, hurry up and spend 100 yuan and download the live broadcast, isn't it good to do your funeral live broadcast honestly tomorrow?"

"You spoilers are really boring. The things look good. I didn't hear the stall owner say that they were just collected from the countryside. Can sister Liuli buy them for you?"

"No, I can't take it anymore, how can my Liuli take 100 yuan to the street, the rocket walks."

"..."

When Liu Li looked down at the screen, all he saw were rockets.

Fans thought she didn't do it because she didn't have enough money, so they sent gifts to support her.

"Family, you don't need to buy gifts anymore. If you say 100, it's 100. You don't take too much."

Liu Li showed a little stubbornness that was threatened by the task.

The old man watched it for a long time, took a sip of his cigarette, and asked with a smile, "Girl, are you live streaming?"

Liu Li nodded absently.

"Hey, there are still fans, it's a big anchor."

The old man gestured his thumbs, then pressed a piece of jade pendant on the booth with his hand, and pushed it in front of Liu Li.

"Here, take a look at this. It's a good thing. I heard from my fellow villagers that it was dug out during farming."

"Look at the color, look at the texture."

Liu Li reluctantly glanced at it.

She had glanced at this jade pendant a long time ago, and the one on it was filled with gray air, like taking apart a keyboard that had been used for several years, and then blowing hard.

Not seeing.

Just with the mentality of "everyone is here", Liu Li asked casually, "How much?"

The old man stretched out two fingers: "20."

The barrage in the live broadcast room was frantically brushing "Fuck".

Liu Li rolled her eyes back: "You might as well grab it."

The old man called Qu and said, "I'm a serious old thing, it's been hundreds of years."

Hundreds of years?
Liu Li rolled her eyes more obviously, and complained: "Going to the rooftop is not bad, and you who paid 20 yuan to buy this took advantage of it. After thinking about it, you can't jump down from the rooftop."

She picked up the jade pendant, looked at it, sniffed it, and looked disgusted: "It's still a B product, sir, you are so cruel, at least you can make an A product."

"Hahaha……"

The old man was not embarrassed, and gave Liu Li a thumbs-up: "I've got my eyes on me, I didn't expect you to be a good girl, this is it."

Liu Li glanced at the barrage again,
Sure enough, countless curious babies began to ask questions in their souls:
"Fuck, fake?"

"Damn it, does this admit it?"

"Damn it, Liuli actually understands? Don't be silly."

"Fuck..., uh, I just want to ask, what is B goods?"

……

Liu Li said smoothly: "It just doesn't mean natural jade, for example, there are cracks in it or something, glue is poured into it, the color is not good, chemical dyeing, and so on."

She said it very briefly, and it meant what she meant.

Just such a simple method, in fact, Liu Li didn't understand it at first, she knew a der's jade and jade.

As soon as she picked up the jade pendant, she could see whether it was dark or bright when she opened her eyes, and instinctively related knowledge poured into her mind through her romantic eyes.

These romantic eyes are not just for hope.

"what?"

Just as Liu Li was about to give up, he suddenly noticed a pile of debris in the corner.

These sundries were inconspicuous in this small stall, and Liu Li glanced over them several times with flirtatious eyes, but ignored them.

Because...they are really sundries, and they don't look like antiques at first glance.

A pile of old books, a few ragged clothes, Chairman Mao's badge, door god hanging pictures and other things.

However, she took a closer look this time and saw a stream of white air, like an apple emerging from a pile of oranges, stubbornly breaking through the gray blockade of the booth.

Liu Li moved around and picked up a book with two fingers. A musty smell came out of his nostrils. When he opened it, he found that it was covered with bug holes.

"Master, how do you sell this pile of broken books?"

(End of this chapter)