Zhengyangmen: I refuse to be a bootlicker, Su Meng panicked

As soon as the system mall was opened, Han Chunming saw the familiar icon of 14 glowing green.

I sensed it and found that it was indeed a copy card.

Han Chunming did not hesitate and directly bought a copy card with 100 million points.

After the purchase, he still had about 20 points left. Han Chunming continued browsing. Soon, another item caught his eye.

Truth Card: After using it on the target, the target cannot lie and can only speak the truth. Duration: 1 hour.

Price: 10 million points.

There is such a magical item? This is a magical tool for forcing confessions!

However, there was no need to force a confession! However, it wasn't expensive anyway. It's better to be prepared than not! Han Chunming bought it directly.

As for the other items, which he didn't like, Han Chunming simply closed the system mall.

After doing all this, Han Chunming went straight to bed.

He was sleeping here, but the entire antique world in Tianjin was in turmoil and unrest.

The ghost market ended at midnight, and with the end of the ghost market, a shocking piece of news spread throughout the antique community in Tianjin.

At the ghost market, a wealthy Hong Kong businessman who deliberately bought counterfeit goods accidentally stumbled upon a Qing Dynasty Yongzheng powder green glaze double dragon vase.

The rare treasure of the Qing Dynasty Yongzheng powder green glaze double dragon vase, coupled with a bizarre coincidence.

This makes this story highly contagious.

So much so that the next morning, when Han Chunming and Tang Qingshan were rushing to eat Goubuli buns, they heard a lot of rumors.

In response, the two could only smile at each other, and everything was expressed in their smiles.

Speaking of Goubuli steamed buns, this famous snack, which is well-known throughout the country, ranks first among the "Three Wonders of Tianjin".

It was originally a private enterprise, but was nationalized in the early stages.

As I said before, although the catering industry in this era was state-owned, it was not as overly commercialized as in later generations.

Therefore, the ingredients are used to highlight the authenticity. Sit on the small chair that the old people of Tianjin like most, wait for the buns to be served and take a taste. It highlights the thin skin, large filling, mellow taste, and freshness and palatability.

Here, Han Chunming and Tang Qingshan were eating happily.

In a private room on the second floor, Liu Hexuan looked at the old man in front of him with a smile. He rarely put on a respectful expression and raised a cup of tea and said, "Master Zhang, I'll leave to you for tonight's matters!"

The old man was wearing a long gown and looked to be about sixty years old.

He was very skinny, and his features were strange and odd. Of course, the strangest thing about him were his eyes.

The two eyeballs, one big and one small, are obviously out of proportion and extremely weird.

Of course, if there were people from the Tianjin antiques community present and saw this pair of eyes, they would definitely blurt out this person's identity.

"Ghost Eye Zhang Huai!"

One of the famous bosses in Tianjin antique circle.

A pair of eyeballs of different sizes, known as the Yin-Yang Eyes, or Ghost Eyes, are said to be able to distinguish true from false, and old from new!

Coupled with his strange face and eccentric personality, he left many legends in Tianjin.

During the ten years of turmoil, he was said to have suffered a lot and even disappeared for a while.

It has only re-emerged after two years of opening up.

This time, he went to an antique bureau and independently identified thirteen items without making any mistakes, shocking the whole of Tianjin.

However, he has a strange personality, so it is quite difficult to ask him for help.

The reason why Liu Hexuan was able to invite him out of retirement this time was also related to an old incident during the ten years of turmoil.

“No need to say more!”

Zhang Huai simply looked at Liu Hexuan calmly: "This matter can be regarded as my repayment for the favor owed to your Liu family."

As he spoke, he sighed, "It's a pity that your great-grandfather passed away without a commemoration and no descendants. This kindness seems a bit unfair to me. I wonder if he would blame me in the afterlife!"

It turned out that Liu Hexuan's ancestral home was in Tianjin, and it was his grandfather's generation who smuggled themselves into Hong Kong.

His grandfather's eldest brother, Liu Hexuan's great-grandfather, remained in Tianjin.

During the ten years of turmoil, it was Liu Hexuan's great-grandfather who saved Zhang Huai and took him in in the backyard of his own house, thus allowing Zhang Huai to escape disaster.

Liu Hexuan learned about this when the turmoil ended and his great-grandfather passed away. Liu Hexuan followed his grandfather back to Tianjin to pay homage to him.

Therefore, when attending this antique bureau, Liu Hexuan naturally thought of this legendary figure.

Zhang Huai seemed to be somewhat resistant to this antique bureau when he came to the door on his own initiative.

But I guess it was also to repay the favor, so he agreed reluctantly.

"No, no! Of course not!"

Hearing Zhang Huai's blunt words, Liu Hexuan felt unhappy, but on the surface he still had a flattering smile on his face: "My great-grandfather loves me the most! I'm so happy to know that you helped me this time, how could I blame you!"

Zhang Huai drooped his eyelids, as if he could see what Liu Hexuan was thinking. He just said coldly, "That's it!"

"There's just one thing I want to emphasize again: I promise to help you identify the items you find, and you can take them back to Hong Kong for your collection!"

"But if you want to sell it or give it to the foreigners, that is absolutely not possible!" As he spoke, there was a chill in Zhang Huai's eyes.

Although he was prepared, Liu Hexuan couldn't help but feel a little sad when he saw those cold eyes.

Fortunately, he had been a liar since he was young, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I definitely won't sell it to you!"

He said this, but in his heart he was scornful: "You old fool, there are so many broken rules for appraising something! Once I get it, you don't care who I sell it to or who I give it to!"

Zhang Huai didn't suspect anything either.

After the two of them finished talking, Zhang Huai seemed unwilling to stay any longer. After mumbling a few words, he was about to leave.

After the meal was fully prepared, Liu Hexuan went to open the door respectfully.

When the two of them walked to the corridor, Liu Hexuan suddenly started and looked down from his high vantage point, just in time to see Han Chunming and Tang Qingshan who were eating buns in the hall.

A light bulb suddenly lit up in his head.

He gave a cold smile without a trace, suddenly turned around and said to Zhang Huai, "Mr. Zhang! You just mentioned not selling things to foreigners, and I suddenly remembered something!"

"When I was in Yanjing, I heard that there was someone in the Yanjing world who specialized in reselling antiques to foreigners. He made a fortune in just a few years!"

After saying that, he deliberately raised his eyes, waiting for Zhang Huai's reaction.

As expected, Zhang Huai's face turned grim upon hearing this: "Are there really such scum? How do the old people in Yanjing manage things?"

His words were filled with anger. "What a coincidence!"

Seeing this, Liu Hexuan was overjoyed: "This person has also come to participate in this antiques bureau!"

"What?" Zhang Huai's eyes flashed with coldness. "Are you here to dirty our Tianjin water?"

He turned around and looked at Liu Hexuan solemnly: "Do you know this person?"

"Look! He's eating buns downstairs!" Liu Hexuan smiled sinisterly and pointed at Han Chunming's table.

"Good!" "We've come all the way to Tianjin to run wild!"

Zhang Huai looked at Han Chunming and Tang Qingshan coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Seeing this, Liu Hexuan was naturally overjoyed and looked forward to the upcoming Antiques Bureau.

In front of a huge mansion on Dagu Road in Tianjin, Han Chunming and Tang Qingshan walked slowly to the gate.

This area of Dagu Road was once a concession of the Gauls in the old days. Most of the buildings here are Western-style, including this mansion.

In addition, this mansion is obviously larger than other courtyards around it, and is more majestic.

Obviously, during the concession period, it was also a place where extraordinary people lived.

Tang Qingshan seemed to be prepared. Seeing Han Chunming staring at the yard, he whispered it.

It turned out to be the residence of the Gallic Chamber of Commerce ambassador in China.

After the concession was recovered, it was purchased by someone. Later, it changed hands several times, and who the current owner is has always been a secret.

Tonight's antiques fair was being held in this house. It was still early, but the entire street was already permeated with a distinct atmosphere.

Han Chunming and Tang Qingshan encountered at least three secret sentries along the way.

Of course, Tang Qingshan was completely unaware of all this.

But Han Chunming's body has been strengthened and he also possesses master-level fighting skills. Although those secret sentries are hidden in the dark, Han Chunming can easily sense them.

"Let's go in first!"

Tang Qingshan saw Han Chunming finished his inspection and suggested.

Han Chunming nodded, walked forward and went straight to the gate.

The gate opened inwards. When the two men walked to the door, they found that there were two people guarding each side of the entrance.

He was wearing a tight robe, was in his prime, and looked very energetic. It was obvious that he was a martial artist.

Tianjin is a place where martial arts are valued. It reached its peak during the old society. Although decades have passed, this trend still exists.

Tang Qingshan handed over the "admission tickets" he had prepared. They were two wooden plaques engraved with special seals.

The man on the left took it, carefully examined the mark on the wooden sign, and then nodded to the man next to him.

The man took out two wooden tablets from the wooden box behind him and handed them back.

He coldly instructed, "There's a casual game going on in the hall. You two can go check it out! The main game starts at 9 p.m. Please take your seats according to the numbers above!"

After saying this, he returned to his previous indifferent demeanor.

Tang Qingshan took the two wooden plaques and opened his hands to Han Chunming. He saw the words "Ding San" and "Ding Si" engraved on them respectively.

Tang Qingshan handed Ding San's piece to Han Chunming, then looked at Han Chunming, waiting for his opinion.

Han Chunming smiled lightly: "Let's go and see how the game ends first!"

After yesterday's inquiries, the two had a certain understanding of the Tianjin Antique Bureau.

The main event, of course, refers to the highlight of the entire antique bureau, which is equivalent to the main meal.

And the adjournment is like an appetizer before the main meal.

It is said that the people who organize the party usually prepare some small gadgets for people to appreciate and play with.

Of course, there will also be participants who trade items in scattered games.

The layout of this courtyard is completely different from the Yanjing courtyard. After entering the gate, there is a garden. After passing the garden, there are actually two residential buildings.

At this moment, the first floor hall of the front building was brightly lit, and a faint noise could be heard.

Obviously, this should be the place where the party was being held. Han Chunming and Tang Qingshan walked over following the sound.

As soon as he entered the venue, more than ten pairs of eyes looked over at him.

These people include both old and young, male and female.