"Otherwise I'll go back and complain. I just saw that Jiang Xu's granddaughter is really interested in you! She was staring at you the whole time!"

"What would happen if I went back and told Uncle Guan this?"

Hou Paolan looked at Han Chunming with a wicked smile, and the meaning on his face was self-evident.

"What is this?"

"threaten me?"

Han Chunming spread his hands and said, "If that's the case, I can't go there!"

"Go ahead and sue me! I have nothing to fear from my own shadow!"

"Even if he is interested in me, it's because I am more charming!" Han Chunming said proudly.

“Success, success, success!”

The Broken Marquis was at his wit's end and shook his head helplessly, "I'm begging you! Please do it!"

"It's a success!"

Seeing him frustrated, Han Chunming smiled faintly and looked at him meaningfully, "But, do you really not regret going with me?"

"Whoever regrets is a fool!"

Soon, Hou Lalan was dumbfounded.

After arriving at the Ghost Market, he finally understood why Han Chunming had asked that question before.

I saw that the two of them had just entered the ghost market.

Throughout the ghost market, whether sellers or buyers, all stared intently at the two.

The sellers were naturally on guard, and the buyers were all watching closely.

It was very obvious that as long as Han Chunming took a fancy to something, these people would follow him without hesitation.

"this….…"

The Tattered Marquis gritted his teeth helplessly.

He spread his hands and muttered, "What's going on with that Double Dragon Pankou Zun you stole last time? How did it piss off everyone in the Ghost Market?"

The story about Han Chunming finding a Double Dragon Pankou Zun at a bargain price at the Ghost Market had reached Yanjing a long time ago.

But this kind of thing is just like all rumors—once it gets out, rumors spread everywhere, with all sorts of versions.

At first, the Broken Marquis only knew that this was the case, but he didn't know what the specific process was.

He had no idea, thinking it was just a common bargain. But now, looking at it this way, it seemed completely different. Han Chunming just smiled and didn't explain further.

In this situation, it is almost impossible to find a bargain. This is the disadvantage of the celebrity effect.

You know, the whole market now knows that he is a top expert in picking up bargains.

Once he sets his eyes on something, not only the seller but also those who are following him to inquire about it will not let it go easily.

As a result, it is impossible to visit this ghost market.

Hou Paolan followed Han Chunming and seemed extremely bored.

He was completely different from the excitement he had before coming.

However, it is comforting that after walking around for a long time, the two of them did not find any old items that were really worth their attention.

This is the hallmark of a ghost market. It's like panning for gold in the sand. This is especially true in Tianjin, where the antique market is incredibly mature.

That's why the double-dragon pan-mouthed zun that Han Chunming found last time seemed so legendary.

"Come on! Let's go back!" Disappointed, Marquis Pauper began to back out.

Han Chunming smiled faintly: "Wait a minute! Maybe you can see some treasures later!"

"That's it. Even if there are treasures, I can't buy them!" said the Broken Marquis with a look of disdain.

Then I realized that Han Chunming's voice was obviously louder than usual.

Seeing his raised eyebrows, he suddenly realized something. "Here he comes! This kid is going to do something bad!" The Broken Marquis was very clear about Han Chunming's attitude.

After all, the scene when I bought the jade huchun vase from the Niu family three years ago is still vivid in my mind.

The expression in Han Chunming's eyes at that time was so similar to that now.

And there were more than just Hou Polan who fell victim to Han Chunming's smile.

Thinking of this, Hou Polan couldn't help but look in the direction Han Chunming was looking.

Soon, he discovered the source.

It turned out that at this moment, on both sides of the ghost market street, many people were looking at the two of them with smug smiles.

That situation was clearly a gloating atmosphere mocking Han Chunming and him for not being able to find the treasure to start with!

"Well! Just laugh!"

"If you offend this evildoer, your sister will cry!" The Broken Marquis sneered, his eyes narrowing at Han Chunming. He gave Han Chunming an air of understanding and then began to play along.

"Don't look at it, it's a waste of time! Go back and go to bed early!" Hou Polan urged impatiently.

"Don't be impatient!"

Han Chunming looked around at the stalls on both sides with a reluctant look.

"You are truly possessed! You think that if you get lucky once, there will be another chance!"

The ragged Marquis looked disdainful and said, "God is not yours! Who has such great luck as you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Chunming's eyes suddenly narrowed, and then he couldn't help but screamed: "Hey! Xuande..."

He stopped talking in the middle of his speech and looked around warily.

Hou Polan smiled coldly in his heart, knowing that Han Chunming had decided to find something.

Looking over, I soon saw a small copper stove with a reddish-black color on the stall in front of me on the left.

The shape of this furnace is consistent with the style of Ming Xuande furnace.

However, with the eyes of the Broken Marquis, he could tell at a glance that there were many tricks in this stove!

Obviously, this is a high imitation.

The body is not modeled after the Qing Dynasty, but rather looks like it was modeled after the old society of the Republic of China.

The craftsmanship is barely acceptable, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to tell the difference.

Even the tattered Hou thought that the stall owner would not be able to recognize it. But the tattered Hou knew that Han Chunming had a genuine one.

Before coming here, I even asked Han Chunming to check it out, so he could tell the difference easily.

"Xuan De furnace!"

Seeing this, Marquis Polan pretended to be surprised and was so excited that he couldn't help but make a sound.

Then, he also looked like he had accidentally shouted out loud, quickly covered his mouth, and followed Han Chunming excitedly to the stall.

This scene naturally fell into the eyes of the stall owner.

At the same time, there were many people who had been following the two of them, keeping a close eye on them all the way!

“How much is this stove?”

Han Chunming walked straight to the stall, pointed at the stove and asked with an indifferent look.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a fat head and big ears and a cunning look on his face.

He watched everything that just happened.

Seeing Han Chunming pretending to be indifferent, he sneered in his heart.

He immediately raised a finger without hesitation. The Broken Marquis felt that he should take the initiative to grab some of the scenes.

He immediately revealed a look of confusion and couldn't help but said, "One hundred?" As he said that, he looked like he was about to pay.

"one hundred?"

The fat-faced stall owner sneered, "You're sending away beggars!"

"This is a Xuande furnace! There are only a few in this fine condition in the entire world!"

He said coldly, "Ten thousand! I won't sell it even if it's one cent less!" His face was filled with determination. "Ten thousand?"

Hearing this voice, Han Chunming and Hou Polan were both startled. They looked at each other, obviously feeling a little embarrassed.

Looking at this scene, the stall owner's sneer became even wider, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Less...thanks! I really want to buy it!" "Of course!"

The stall owner looked indifferent and said in a tone that looked like he was going to kill Han Chunming. "Why don't you buy it? There are many people buying it behind you!"

As he spoke, someone behind him echoed. "Hello, have you finished looking at it?" "If you want to buy it, can you let us try it too?"

As the voice fell, a man with long hair, wearing a long robe and holding a paper fan in his hand walked forward.

The man looked to be no more than thirty years old.

I guess this outfit is going towards the elegant and graceful ancient style.

But in Han Chunming's eyes, it was pure gayness.

Moreover, this person was one of the most enthusiastic people who had watched from the sidelines before.

This time, he was the first to stand up, which fully proves that this guy has a certain background.

"Mr. Shang!"

Soon, Han Chunming learned the identity of this person from the quiet exclamations of people around him.

Listening to the fragmented information.

He should be the grandson of a big boss in the antiques industry in Tianjin, and he has a deep family background in antiques.

Combining the last visit to the antique bureau, Han Chunming seemed to have seen a little old man in a round hat named Shang Bian.

Comparing the two, they really did look about seven points alike. Therefore, the identity of this person was immediately apparent.

Han Chunming remembered very clearly that the old man surnamed Shang stood on Zhang Huai's side last time.

Then it is easy to understand why this so-called Mr. Shang stepped forward this time.

Han Chunming glanced at it, but couldn't help but smile in his heart. He came just in time.

He hesitated for a moment, seeming a little hesitant. The antique world has a set of long-standing rules.

For example, people who know the rules will never accept goods from others.

why?

That's because I'm afraid that if this thing is accidentally dropped, it will be difficult to explain who is to blame.

To put it bluntly, it is also to prevent being scammed.

And there is another basic rule, that is when buying and selling objects.

When others are watching the goods, you should not talk to them and try to grab the goods. This kind of unfair competition will be despised.

But having said that, Mr. Shang in front of him urged Han Chunming to finish reading it quickly and let him have a look. Although this behavior seemed a bit like urging, it was not considered as snatching the goods.

After all, he didn't bid a price, nor did he mention the specific item. Besides, it was the stall owner's words that prompted him to come out. So, Mr. Shang was also fearless. Seeing Han Chunming hesitate, he urged even more impatiently: "Hey, can't just sit there and do nothing?"

At this moment, he had already carefully looked at the copper furnace in Han Chunming's hand.

Both in style and quality, it is extremely similar to the legendary Xuande furnace.

In addition, it was Han Chunming who took action again.

In his heart, he already believed it 90%. He was secretly jealous of Han Chunming's good luck, but at the same time, he was very excited.

He wished he could drive Han Chunming away immediately and take this treasure away.

When he said that, the stall owner's eyes lit up.

Who is this Mr. Shang? He is a well-known figure in the antique world of Tianjin.

Most importantly, the merchants were not short of money. He immediately realized that this was an opportunity to make a lot of money.

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