Chapter 145 Give me the money, I want to go shopping

It was nearly half past ten when the program crew arrived at the Antique Street. Looking around, there were still many people on this long main street.

The vendors on both sides of the street spread a thin cloth on the ground, which was filled with all kinds of colorful "antiques".

Many merchants squatted in front of the stalls, playing with small objects picked up from the thin cloth, and some took handheld magnifying glasses to carefully look at the patterns or seals on the small objects.

Some of them were holding "antiques" and bargaining with the stall owners.

It was the first time for all six guests to come to this street. They had not yet gotten out of the car. Instead, they opened the curtains one by one, with their faces almost sticking to the car windows, and looked out.

"I will repeat everyone's task today. Each person has 500 yuan, and can shop as much as they want in the antique street. Whoever has the highest value will be the final winner."

Zheng Wen's words attracted the attention of a group of people.

Sun Runchen, who was sitting closest to Zheng Wen, spread his hands and said, "Give me money. I want to go shopping!"

Zheng Wen: “…”

You are so welcome.

[Sun Runchen looked like I was about to ask my parents for money before going out. 】

[I can already imagine the director's speechless expression. 】

[It turns out there is such a place in City A. I will go check it out tomorrow, just in case I can find a bargain! 】

[I guarantee that what these people bought today must be junk. 】

Qiao Zhijing smiled and shook his head. He was mainly responsible for the cue process and explaining to the audience in the live broadcast room, "Director Zheng, how do you judge the value of the things we bought?"

It seems that they know nothing about antiques, and what they end up buying are probably imitations. Since they are imitations, they are probably of little value.

Among so many people, Zheng Wen's favorite is Qiao Zhijing, who always asks the key questions. "Today we have invited a very famous treasure appraiser in the circle. If it is judged to be a cultural relic, it wins. If there are multiple cultural relics, the earlier the higher the value. If none of them are cultural relics, then the one who spends the least money will be more valuable."

Everyone: “…”

They can understand the first part, but what does the second part mean?

Xu Zhao explained to the guests and the audience in the live broadcast room: "If none of the six of us buys an antique, then it depends on who spends the least. After all, buying a fake with the least money can be said to be very cost-effective."

Zheng Wen made the decision: "That's right!"

Sun Runchen already understood today's mission and was so impatient that his hands were shaking. "Director, I'm ready!"

"Okay, okay," Zheng Wen slapped an envelope into his hand, "The money is in it, you can go now." What a naughty child, it's better to ignore it.

The door of the minibus was opened, and Zheng Wen urged Sun Runchen to get off quickly. He wanted to see what good things this man could buy.

As Sun Runchen got off the car, he opened the envelope and took a look inside to confirm that there were five red bills. He hummed a little tune and disappeared into the crowd, followed closely by his photographer.

"Director, we are getting off the car too."

Qiao Zhijing led the rest of the people and received their own 500 yuan from the director one by one.

Xu Zhao was the last one to get off the bus. After getting off, she was not in a hurry. She first stretched and observed the surrounding environment.

In addition to small vendors on both sides of the street, there are also stores. However, the things in these stores are probably not cheap. You can't buy them for 500 yuan. It's better to look at the small vendors.

"Director Zheng," Xu Zhao turned around and pressed his hand on the door of the minibus to prevent the production crew from closing the door.

It was hot outside and the air conditioner was on in the minibus. Zheng Wen had no intention of getting off the bus. He was about to instruct the driver to close the door when he heard Xu Zhao's voice, asking, "What's wrong?"

"Director Zheng, do we own the things we buy this time? Or do we have to hand them over to the production team?"

As soon as Xu Zhao asked the question, several other guests who were excitedly preparing to merge into the crowd stopped in their tracks. Oh, right, they forgot to ask such a crucial question. What if they bought the cultural relics? Since the money was paid by the program team, the cultural relics would not have to belong to the program team, right?

Zheng Wen felt the gazes coming from all directions, and his back felt cold. "Ahem," Zheng Wen glanced towards the antique street, "No matter what you buy, it's yours, even if it's a cultural relic."

These celebrities probably can't even tell the difference between cultural relics and fakes. Unless they are extremely lucky, how could they buy cultural relics? Therefore, Zheng Wen would not be jealous of the "cultural relics" they bought.

Xu Zhao saw what Zheng Wen was thinking at a glance, but she didn't care. She didn't ask this question because of the cultural relics.

Anyway, she couldn't tell the difference between cultural relics, so she thought she would just use the money given by the program team to buy a few things she liked. As for whether they were real or fake, it didn't matter.

Xu Zhao got the answer he wanted, turned his head and met Qiao Zhijing's eyes. The two understood each other's intentions. Xu Zhao nodded, and the two walked towards the interior of the Antique Street.

"Sister Zhao Zhao!" Tang Qianshuo and Jin Suiran followed closely behind Xu Zhao, "Sister Zhao Zhao, why don't we go together?"

They didn't know when it started, but Xu Zhao had become the kind of know-it-all in their minds.

In order to avoid being deceived, Tang Qianshuo and Jin Suiran felt that they should follow Xu Zhao closely.

"Qian Shuo, Zhuan Zhuan, to be honest, I don't know how to appraise treasures, so these things are not much different in my eyes than in yours. Why don't you take a look around and see if there's anything that catches your eye?"

When Tang Qianshuo heard this, his head drooped suddenly, looking like a lonely puppy.

Xu Zhao couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his head, which caused Tang Qianshuo to resist. He said resentfully: "Sister Zhao Zhao, you want to team up with me even though you messed up my hairstyle."

As soon as she placed her hand on his head, Xu Zhao paused when she heard the words, not daring to continue. She withdrew her hand angrily, touched the tip of her nose awkwardly, and cursed herself for having such a naughty hand.

"Well, we'll leave first. You two can take your time to look around." Xu Zhao didn't dare to make decisions for others, so it was better for him to slip away first.

She plunged into the crowd without looking back. Seeing this, Qiao Zhijing quickly followed her.

[Brother Qiao caught up with us. Are the two of them working together? 】

[Didn’t Xu Zhao say he didn’t understand?] Why are you bringing Brother Qiao along? 】

[I'm afraid that not understanding is just an excuse. In fact, he just doesn't want others to win. Xu Zhao is a very competitive person, so he must have said that on purpose. 】

"Zhao Zhao, let's go over there and take a look!" After Qiao Zhijing caught up with Xu Zhao, he saw a stall owner with few people in front of him, so it was a good opportunity to go and take a look.

"Okay." Xu Zhao nodded, walked quickly to the stall, and scanned the ground to see if there was anything he liked.