Road to Urban Heroes

Chapter 82 Antique Street
"I didn't know there were so many people here before, it's so lively!"

Lin Xiao came to Antique Street, stood at the corner of the street, watched the bustle and bustle of people coming and going, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

After he retired from the army and returned to the city, he worked as a security guard.

It has nothing to do with the antique industry.

I have never been to Antique Street before.

Lin Xiao walked towards the Antique Street and watched the people coming and going around. There were various shops, large and small, on both sides of the Antique Street.

On the side of the street, there are two long queues of stalls one after another.

There are all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings on it, as well as various antiques that Lin Xiao can't name.

Among the crowd coming and going, some people stopped on the subway and were choosing, and some chatted with the stall owner, as if they were talking about the price.

All these things made Lin Xiao feel very fresh, and couldn't help but look around.

And at this moment, amidst the crowd, a young man suddenly bumped into Lin Xiao's body.

Then he immediately widened his eyes, his face full of pain.

One of his hands was firmly grasped by Lin Xiao, and with a slight force from Lin Xiao, his wrist became livid.

Just now this kid was a pickpocket, and when he saw Lin Xiao walking into the antique street, he kept looking around, looking completely novel.

Seeing that Lin Xiao was an unfamiliar face, he set his mind on him.

It's just that what he didn't know was how keen Lin Xiao's skills and senses were. When his hand was about to touch Lin Xiao's arms, he was caught.

"Brother, brother, I was wrong, I was wrong!" The young man hastily apologized.

Lin Xiao let go of his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Hurry up and get out, don't do such a thing again, or let me catch you again, it won't be so easy to let you go!"

After the young man was pushed away by Lin Xiao, his whole expression relaxed, and he moved his wrists to relieve the soreness.

He looked into Lin Dong's eyes, although he was a little unconvinced, but he also knew that he was not an opponent.

He nodded repeatedly, ran out quickly, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Lin Xiao didn't care. Just now he grabbed the young man's wrist until it turned blue. It might hurt for several days. It was a small punishment and a big warning.

He came to the antique street to see how much his jade wrench could sell for.

Find a suitable buyer, dispose of all these antiques he got, and exchange them for money.

Lin Xiao had never been in touch with the antique trade before, and he was not in a hurry to find someone to sell his shift system, but started strolling around the small stall.

Want to see how things are going.

Lin Xiao came to a small stall with a good business.

I happened to see a middle-aged man negotiating the price with the stall owner.

The middle-aged man picked up a big blue and white bowl and looked at it for a few moments, then asked the stall owner, "Boss, how much is this big bowl?"

"80!" The stall owner replied simply.

Lin Xiao was stunned immediately!

Just such a large blue and white bowl is worth 80 yuan, so the antiques on the stall owner's booth are probably worth several hundred million yuan.

Are there so many valuable antiques?

The middle-aged man didn't change his expression, he still took a few glances at the big bowl and said, "I'll pay 20 yuan!"

Lin Xiao was even more surprised by the middle-aged man's answer.

Buying and selling, bargaining is a normal thing.

Lin Xiao can understand this point, but this one is 80, and the other is 20 yuan, which is a big difference!

Is there such a bargain?

"My big blue and white porcelain bowl is Yuan blue and white. It has a history of hundreds of years. It's too little for you to give me 20 yuan!"

The middle-aged man and the stall owner bargained here, and finally the big blue and white porcelain bowl was sold at a price of 80 yuan.

Lin Xiao kept watching from the side, and finally he understood.

The owner of this stall is asking for prices all over the sky, and the tricks are some noobs who don't understand the market.

I'm afraid that few of the antiques on this stall are real, they are all imitation handicrafts.

After Lin Xiao had such an idea in his heart, he had a little understanding of the antique business.

It seems that it is really not easy to trust others.

Lin Xiao continued to stroll around the Antique Street, and he had seen a few times of bargaining like the scene just now.

Every antique can be said by the stall owner in all kinds of ways, and in the end it is sold at a price of tens of dollars.

Lin Xiao felt that there wouldn't be anything good in this stall, so he looked up and placed them on both sides of the street, those stores with famous signs.

"If you have a face, you should have some strength, and the things inside should be better." Lin Xiao secretly calculated.

Then he walked towards an antique shop called Guxiangzhai.

When I just came to the door, I was stopped by a man dressed as a migrant worker with a face full of putty and messy hair.

"Little brother, come with me!" The man dressed as a migrant worker said to Lin Xiao, and walked towards the alley next to Guxiangzhai.

He walked a few steps, saw that Lin Xiao hadn't followed, and hurriedly waved at Lin Xiao.

"Little brother, come here quickly, I have a good baby here!" He patted his bulging body while talking.

Lin Xiao looked at this man with a completely mysterious look.

He didn't intend to pay attention to it at first, but he wanted to know more about it, so he walked over.

He wasn't worried about what would happen if he followed this person into the alley. With his skill, even if dozens of people were ambushed inside, he would still be able to walk out unharmed.

The two walked into the alley together, and the man dressed as a migrant worker saw no one around, with a smile on his face.

"Little brother, I've been paying attention to you for a long time just now, and you're walking around the stalls, are you planning to buy something?" the man asked.

Lin Xiao remained calm, nodded slightly and said, "That's right, I'm going to buy an antique, just to have a look."

The man slapped his thigh and said with a smile: "Little brother, how many genuine products are there in these stalls? If you don't make it right, you will be deceived!"

Lin Xiao nodded slightly, waiting for the man to continue.

The man dressed as a migrant worker pointed in front of him and said, "I have a precious treasure. It was washed down from the mountain by heavy rain a few days ago. It is definitely priceless. Would you like to take a look?"

With a curious expression on Lin Xiao's face, he asked, "What is it?"

The man chuckled, and moved closer to Lin Xiao nervously, and mysteriously took out a large glazed red sea bowl from his arms.

There is still a lot of soil on this sea bowl, which looks very broken.

But where there is no clay, it is red and attractive, and it looks very bright.

"See, this is a good thing!" The man looked at Lin Xiao and said with a smile.

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and handed the Dahai bowl to Lin Xiao.

"Look, little brother, my stuff is really good!"

Lin Xiao smiled slightly, but did not take over.

(End of this chapter)