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"Boss, there are so many people here!"

Standing at the entrance of Huaicheng Antique Street, Sun Dajun couldn't help but feel emotional.In recent years, antique collections have gradually emerged, and the antique street in Huaicheng City is one of the top ten famous antique streets in China. Today is the weekend again, and the flow of people is much larger than usual.Sun Dajun, who came to the city for the first time, was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking at the antique street with people coming and going, feeling curious about everything.

"Stop talking nonsense, finish your work and go back to town!" Cao Shangfei shook his head and entered the antique street.

"Wow, is this also an antique?" Sun Dajun suddenly yelled, pointing to a comic book on the booth next to him, full of surprise. "Boss, how much is this thing, I seem to have a lot of it at home."

"This is an old set of chicken-feathered letters. The print run is only [-] sets, and there are not many surviving copies, and the quality is also very good. If you really want it, brother, it's cheaper, [-] sets!" The stall owner looked up and down. After Sun Dajun and Cao Shangfei lost their enthusiasm, they just chatted with the owner of the stall next to them.

Comics, also known as comic books, comic books, doll pictures, etc., refers to the use of multiple pictures to continuously narrate the development process of a story or event, with a wide range of themes and diverse contents.It arose in Shanghai in the early twentieth century.With the changes of the times, comic strips have entered every field of life.With the rise of antique collections, miscellaneous collections have gradually increased, and comic strips are undoubtedly of great collection value.

Comics are works of art, and the quality of works of art varies. The quality of art determines its own value, and the price of comics depends on its artistic value, the artist's popularity, survival and appearance.

"Damn it!" Sun Dajun jumped up when he heard the words, "Such a set of comic books costs [-] yuan, it's really so valuable. Boss, if I had known that I would have brought all those from home, I might have become a millionaire Woolen cloth."

Hearing Sun Dajun's words, the stall owner immediately became interested, took out two cigarettes, and handed them to Sun Dajun and Cao Shangfei. The cigarettes were ordinary Dubao cigarettes. "Little brother, what you said is true. Is there really such a comic book at home? How is the quality? What are they all about?"

"There are too many of these. I can't remember what they are all about. By the way, what do you mean by appearance?"

The stall owner was speechless, knowing that the guy in front of him didn't understand anything at all, but the more he didn't understand, the more money he could make. "Little brother, where are you from?"

Sun Dajun was about to answer, but Cao Shangfei patted him on the shoulder, "It's almost time, it's important to get down to business first." After speaking, he apologized to the stall owner and pulled Sun Dajun away. The stall owner was very depressed when he saw this .

"Boss, don't be in a hurry, maybe those villain books in my family are really valuable, and I will be rich when this business is negotiated!"

"What's the rush? He can't run away from setting up a stall here. Next time he comes to the city, he will bring your little book here. It's really valuable, so he might not be able to sell it! Let's go and find a regular store. Ask if you accept antiques, you can’t just find a stall to sell them, these people are mixed, if they cause some trouble!” Cao Shangfei said while paying attention to the stalls and shops on both sides.The Antique Street in Huaicheng City is indeed one of the top ten famous antique streets in China. There are many shops on both sides of the street, and some of the shops are quite large.

The two were walking, when Sun Dajun suddenly turned around and glared at a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks behind him, "I'll show you my eyes, and I don't want to see who I'm messing with!"

"I'm sorry, big brother, I was blind and I didn't see it was you!" The young man's momentum weakened, and as soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and squeezed into the crowd, and disappeared in two or three strokes.

Cao Shangfei smiled, and didn't ask any further questions. He knew that the young man just now was a gentleman on Liangshang, and he wanted to patronize Sun Dajun, but was caught by Sun Dajun.Sun Dajun handled it well, and he didn't give in. Now that the two of them are unfamiliar in the city, and they are penniless, it is really inappropriate to cause trouble.

Cao Shangfei stopped, pulled Sun Dajun, and motioned him to follow.I saw Cao Shangfei go straight into an antique shop on the right. This antique shop is called Zang Guxuan. With a size of ten square meters, this Zang Guxuan must be stronger than other shops.

There were only five people in the Zangguxuan store, two guys were wearing white long gowns, and a woman was standing behind the counter writing calculations, which was probably the store's finances, and a middle-aged man and an old man were sitting on the shelf Playing with the porcelain, the middle-aged man seemed to be taking it very seriously, holding a magnifying glass in his hand.

A clerk saw Cao Shangfei coming in, and rushed over to greet him, "What do you two gentlemen need, should you take care of yourself?"

"Do you collect things here?"

Cao Shangfei didn't talk nonsense, and opened the skylight to speak brightly.

The clerk was stunned when he heard the words, and while looking at Cao Shangfei, he said: "I accept it. But I have to look at it first!"

"This is natural." Cao Shangfei laughed.He took the travel bag from Sun Dajun, took out the two porcelain bowls, placed them lightly on the counter, and took out the picture of a lady crouching with a tiger. As for the monkey ticket, he didn't take it out all at once.This is an antique collection store, and I don't know if it accepts stamps. Of course, if everything on the table can be sold smoothly, there is no need to sell the monkey stamp.

The middle-aged man and the old man heard the conversation here, put down their work, and ran here very interested.Seeing this scene, the buddy was a little nervous, "Mr. Qian and Mr. Wu, these are the ones that this brother is going to sell to us to hide Guxuan. You two can't take love away!"

"Haha, Xiao Lin, don't worry, I'll just watch from the sidelines. Although I'm not a professional in this field, I know the tricks in this industry. If Zang Guxuan isn't interested, I'll have no problem getting started when the time comes." Let's go!" The middle-aged man laughed loudly, his laughter was peaceful and contagious.

As for the old man, he just smiled and focused his attention on the items that Cao Shangfei took out. His eyes lit up and he glanced at the buddy and Cao Shangfei. Cao Shangfei was trading with Zang Guxuan, and it was inconvenient for him to make a move, so he could only hold back.

"Sir, can I do it?" The man took out a pair of white gloves and put them on, and asked Cao Shangfei again.

Cao Shangfei was at a loss. He didn't know what the procedure was. He really didn't know anything about the antique business. Seeing this, Mr. Qian explained to Cao Shangfei, and Cao Shangfei finally understood, so he reached out his hand to the guy, " Please do!"

The man carefully picked up one of the porcelain bowls, turned it over, looked at the inscription on the bottom, his face flashed with joy, although it was well hidden, Cao Shangfei still saw it.

After some appraisal, the clerk put down the porcelain bowl with a blank expression, and took another porcelain bowl. Mr. Qian also took the opportunity to pick up the first porcelain bowl and carefully played with it in his hands...