gifted collector

Chapter 150 The Lively Ghost Market

"It's early!"

Fang Ming checked his phone and found that it was four o'clock in the morning.He was woken up by Zhou Yafang's phone call. He should be depressed when he was woken up by the phone call while he was soundly asleep, but at this moment he was full of excitement.

"Hey, look hope I'm lucky today."

Fang Ming got up from the bed, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and immediately rushed out, got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out.

When we arrived at Xiao Antique, it was less than five o'clock, but the whole street was bustling with people everywhere.

Stopping the car in front of the shop, Fang Ming immediately saw Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen coming out of the shop.

"Ha! It's very lively!"

Fang Ming said loudly that everything in front of him really excited him - it was like seeing a beautiful woman.

"Didn't think of it?!"

Zhou Yafang's face was also full of excitement. She had been in Antique Street much longer than Fang Ming, but this was the first time she encountered a situation like today.

After rubbing his hands together, Fang Ming nodded heavily and said, "Yes, I'm quite excited."

Small Antiques has always had the habit of "ghost markets", but this is the first time a ghost market of this scale is in sight, so there is no reason not to be excited-although there are many fake things in the ghost market, it is also a paradise for finding leaks.

All this is because of the Treasure Appraisal Conference!
"Brother Fang Ming, Sister Yafang, shall we pick up leaks in a while? How many are we going to pick up today?"

Jiang Wen's words made Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang petrified. It is not wrong to pick up the leaks, but how can it be said that "plan to pick up a few leaks"?Saying it this way seems to be picking up the leftover Chinese cabbage sold in the vegetable market, and you can pick up as much as you want.

After touching his nose, Fang Ming said "sorry": "Jiang Wen, your attitude is not good, don't say it's so easy to find mistakes, okay?"

"Hey, brother Fang Ming, aren't you the best at picking up leaks? That's why I said that."

Jiang Wen obviously didn't listen to Fang Ming's words, and there was still a natural expression on her face.

"Fang Ming, what Wenwen said is not wrong. It seems that the only thing you are good at is picking up leaks."

"Ok."

Fang Ming spread his hands, "If that's the case, then I won't be polite, let's go now."

After Fang Ming, Zhou Yafang, and Jiang Wen locked the door of the store, they plunged into the crowd.

It was still early, and if it wasn't for the light from the roadside street lamps, it would be pitch black at all, but this is also a characteristic of the ghost market-if it is bright, it is not a ghost market.

It wasn't the first time Fang Ming came to the ghost market, and he even picked up a big leak in Jiang Hua's hands, which directly led to getting acquainted with Yitong and others, of course, not to mention the relic.

However, today's ghost market is too noisy!
Because it is still early, the shops on both sides of the Antique Street have not yet opened, but the open spaces in front of the shops are already crowded. Note that it is crowded, not occupied. Every inch of space is occupied by small stalls, often a square of space is a small stall, and there is only a "gut" path between the stalls that can only be passed by one person.

There are not many things on each stall, one or two less, less than ten more, but there are many types, such as copper coins, Buddha statues, porcelain, calligraphy and painting...all things that can become antiques can be found here. Find.

"Tsk tsk! It seems that this time the Treasure Appraisal Conference is really exciting."

Fang Ming sighed as he walked, it was the first time he encountered such a grand occasion.

"Yup."

Zhou Yafang nodded lightly. She understood that if it wasn't for the Treasure Appreciation Conference, the ghost market here would definitely not be such a grand occasion—she still remembers that the ghost market was only a few small stalls at the worst, and it was really horrible. !
It was the first time for Jiang Wen to visit the ghost market. When she saw small stalls with antiques everywhere, she found that her eyesight was not enough. She looked here and there, and sometimes squatted down to touch it. , a typical curious baby.

Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang both laughed, Jiang Wen's behavior was not surprising at all, they knew that Jiang Wen was just getting in touch with antiques, and the novelty hadn't passed yet.However, this is a good thing. Only those who are interested in antiques will study it in depth. Of course, it is up to Jiang Wen whether she can persist and become a real collector.

"Is there a little exclamation?"

Zhou Yafang pointed to Jiang Wen who was walking in front, and a strange look appeared on her face.

"Yes, I have such a feeling. It seems that I have not been in the industry for a long time. Why do I feel like an old man? This is too weird."

Fang Ming knew that what Zhou Yafang was talking about was that he had just entered the industry not long ago but had already made a name for himself through hard work, so it was impossible to be considered a newcomer.In fact, don't say that Zhou Yafang felt this way, Fang Ming himself felt this way too, that's why he sighed when he saw Jiang Wen's novice appearance.

"You can be regarded as a strange flower in the collection circle of our Ningdong City. In my memory, there is no one who can become famous like you in one fell swoop."

It took Zhou Yafang several years to make a name for herself in the collection circle of Ningdong City. How many ups and downs were there in the process is not humane, but what about Fang Ming?After I came to my store, I picked up leaks one after another, and I became famous all at once, and I even got to know Sikong Zhe, Qian Fang and other big names in the collection field, so it is said that people are more popular than others, and they have to throw away when comparing goods.

"Good luck good luck!"

Fang Ming couldn't tell about his ability, so he could only use an excuse that he had said countless times before.

"Forget it, I won't discuss this matter with you. Sikong Zhe and the others are here too."

Fang Ming looked in the direction Zhou Yafang pointed, and found that Sikong Zhe had indeed come. He didn't bring anyone else, and he looked around by himself, like an ordinary person visiting a ghost market. It's also inconspicuous at all, not like a billionaire at all.

Suddenly, Sikong Zhe squatted down as if he found something on a street stall.

"Come on, let's go take a look."

Fang Ming walked towards Sikong Zhe first, and Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen naturally followed. As soon as he got to the stall, he heard Sikong Zhe say:
"Boss, how do you sell this item?"

Fang Ming took a look and found that Sikong Zhe was holding a porcelain plate in his hand. The light was too dim and the distance was relatively far away. It was a bit unrealistic, but he could vaguely see a bluegrass plant on the back of the turned over plate.

"Heh, boss, you really have good eyesight!"

The man watching the stall was an old man in his sixties. When he saw someone coming to take care of his business, he immediately perked up. The first sentence he said was praise, and the tone sounded like someone who was used to the world.

"Ha! You can see that too?"

Sikong Zhe was overjoyed, he lifted the plate up, and took a few glances through the streetlight above his head, his face was expressionless, making it hard to see what was going on in his heart.

"Of course it can be seen that if you like my plate, it proves your eyesight. Let me tell you, this is blue and white porcelain. Of course, mine is not blue and white porcelain from Yuan Dynasty, but blue and white porcelain from the Xuantong period of Qing Dynasty. Of course, the price is not high. It may be compared with Yuan blue and white, but it is blue and white after all, where is the bloodline, so it is still a good thing..."

"Let me see."

Si Kongzhe turned his head and found that Fang Ming was already squatting beside him, so he laughed and said, "You guys are here too. By the way, I almost forgot that you and Avon are still my antique consultants. Come on, Give me a palm."

With that said, Sikong Zhe handed the plate in his hand to Fang Ming.Naturally, Fang Ming would not be polite, so he took it right away.

"This thing is worthless, whether it's real or not, it must be less than 10, Mr. Sikong, don't think about it."

Sikong Zhe is not an ordinary collector. I am afraid that hundreds of thousands of antiques will not be paid attention to, let alone this kind of thing that can't arouse his reaction at all?

"it is good."

Sikong Zhe nodded and immediately stood up.This time the stall owner quit and shouted loudly: "Brother, you are doing something wrong, you are throwing my job away."

"Oh, as I said just now, he is my collection consultant, so it's not a broken rule."

Everyone who plays collection knows that when a person is getting started, others cannot speak, nor can they give answers casually. Of course, it is another matter if they invite palm eyes.

Si Kongzhe had already revealed Fang Ming's identity before Fang Ming got involved, so there were really no bad rules.

After leaving the stall, Fang Ming pointed to the surroundings and said, "Mr. Sikong, just looking at this scene, this time's treasure appraising meeting is already a success."

"Yes, I have been in Antique Street for several years, and I have never seen such a lively ghost market."

Zhou Yafang found that there were more stalls around than before.

Speaking of this, Sikong Zhe immediately showed a bright smile on his face, "Oh, yes, when I came here before, I was shocked when I saw it, and it was a big shock. I also came to visit the ghost market here, but then I gradually stopped coming. The main reason is that there are fewer and fewer stalls in the ghost market, and fewer and fewer people come here to sell antiques. Naturally, there are no good things—— — Don’t even talk about good things, even if you can’t see the better fake antiques, it’s meaningless.”

"Well, that's true."

Zhou Yafang opened a shop on Little Antique Street, so she is the most aware of this situation.

"Antiques are now displayed in shops, not on stalls."

"Ha! That's right. So one of the main ways to collect antiques is to go to specialized antique shops, and the other is to communicate with fellow enthusiasts. However, today's ghost market tastes good, as if returning to ten years ago. "

The smile on Sikong Zhe's face has not disappeared, the ghost market in Xiaoanti Street is so lively, but it is a good start for this treasure appraisal meeting.

(End of this chapter)