Hongqiao Antique Market.

It is currently the largest antique market in Beijing.

It mainly deals in cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings, four treasures of the study, porcelain and wooden furniture.

It was first built in 1979 and was located in Chongwen Street during the early days of reform.

Later they gathered on the east side of the Temple of Heaven, echoing the Temple of Heaven Park in the distance.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Zhexuan and Wang Yalin rode their 28-bar bicycles with Li Peizhen and Huang Wanhua respectively and set off towards their destination.

It is about 8 kilometers from the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse to the Hongqiao Antique Market.

We arrived at our destination in less than an hour and parked our bikes in the parking area.

The four of them walked into Hongqiao Antique Street.

Everywhere you look, you see stalls of all sizes filled with all kinds of real and fake antiques.

Some sell fine porcelain, others sell precious jade...

There were also some foreigners walking together in groups of three or five at the scene.

They bargained with the stall owners in their broken Chinese, and as for who made a profit and who lost money in the end, only the parties involved knew.

There has been a rule in the antique market for thousands of years that finding bargains is mutual.

You want to take advantage of the seller and make a fortune, but the seller is not a fool and also wants to make a fortune from you.

What is being tested at this time is which party has more experience and knowledge and a more unique vision.

Once you make the purchase, there is no room for objection.

"Sir! Miss! What do you want?

The things I have here are all family heirlooms.

This blue and white flat vase with twined lotus patterns and double animal handles is the most expensive one I have here, only 2,000...”

The stall owner is a middle-aged man.

He was wearing a black cotton jacket and trousers and a pair of framed glasses.

He introduced the products in front of his stall very enthusiastically.

It would be a shame if that eloquent pair of eyes didn't go into crosstalk.

Even the dead can be said to be alive, and all the things on the earth are praised to the sky.

They all seem to be things from the Qin Shi Huang period.

"This hairpin is very beautiful. How much is it?" Li Peizhen picked out a hairpin with silver patterns.

I couldn't wait to put it in my hair. The plum blossom looked so beautiful.

"Miss! This hairpin is a silver hairpin from the Qing Dynasty, once worn by a Qing Dynasty princess.

It is worth a lot of money, you have a good eye...", the stall owner immediately started to flatter him.

He stared at the smiling girl in front of him, ready to kill her with a knife.

"Stop bragging, just tell me how much it costs?" Mo Zhexuan knew nothing about the antique business.

But he still had some vision, and he felt the silver hairpin just now.

I found that the color was dim and there was a crisp sound when I knocked it gently. It was obviously a fake silver imitation handicraft.

"One thousand RMB." The stall owner is also a knowledgeable person.

From the way they were dressed, it was clear that they were truly wealthy people.

Finally, the lion gritted his teeth and spoke loudly.

"I'll give it back to you!" Although Mo Zhexuan was rich.

But money doesn't come from the wind.

Without saying a word, he took off the silver hairpin on Li Peizhen's head and put it on the stall.

Just prepare to leave.

"Sir! If the price is not suitable, you can bargain, but don't leave!" The stall owner's face changed drastically and he hurried to stop him.

We finally got a big fat sheep, how could we let it slip away?

"20 RMB!" Mo Zhexuan casually made a price.

"Please add some more." The stall owner knew that the other party was not easy to fool, so he pretended to be embarrassed.

"Don't think I don't know this is fake silver. You made a lot of money with 20 yuan, but you still look so sad."

Mo Zhexuan mercilessly exposed the other party's acting skills.

"Okay, deal." The stall owner nodded, overjoyed.

The cost of this silver hairpin is actually no more than 1 yuan, and now it has increased twenty times, so I am naturally very happy.

After taking out 100 yuan from their pockets to pay, the four of them started strolling around.

As long as Li Peizhen likes it, she will get it all.

By the way, he also bought a few products for Li Wanhua. As for Wang Yalin, he had no interest in these at all.

Mo Zhexuan himself didn't come across any items he liked.

I didn't act rashly. I had money, but I was afraid of making a mistake.

As I was walking, I suddenly saw a piece of blue and white porcelain on a stall in a corner.

His attention was instantly attracted. He looked at it carefully for a moment and then walked over quickly.

Holding it in my palm and observing it carefully, I finally recognized why it felt so familiar.

Because this piece of blue and white porcelain is exactly the same as the collection at the Sotheby's auction in later generations.

It is called the Blue and White Flat Vase with Entwined Lotus Pattern and Double Animal Ears, and it was sold at auction for over 60 million Hong Kong dollars.

Mo Zhexuan didn't know whether this thing was real or not, because he had never touched it in his previous life.

But he still pretended to carefully touch the lines on a piece of porcelain.

I found that the lines were smooth and graceful, and the temperament was noble and dignified, and I believed it a little more.

When I found that the style was printed with the mark of "Made in the Yongzheng Period of the Qing Dynasty", I became more convinced.

"Boss! How much is this porcelain?"

"This is a blue and white porcelain handed down from my family, from the official kiln during the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty.

I don't ask for much, just give me 1,000 RMB and you can take it away."

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman with deep wrinkles on her weather-beaten face.

His big hands were extremely rough, and it was obvious that he had done too much farm work.

"Okay! 1,000 is 1,000. I won't bargain with you."

Mo Zhexuan thought about it and decided not to argue with her.

He is still very confident about his eyes.

There was only one piece of porcelain on the other person's stall, and it was obvious that he was an honest farmer.

He took out a thick stack of RMB from his purse, pulled out ten bills and handed them over.

This was exchanged from the bank when I bought the pager.

"I'll count them carefully." The peasant woman looked delighted and spat on her hand.

He started counting them one by one.

"There is an Agricultural Bank not far ahead. How about you deposit the money directly there?" Mo Zhexuan watched her counting the money.

I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the counting until tomorrow, so I quickly made a suggestion.

"Yes!" the peasant woman nodded.

Several people came to the Agricultural Bank and were counted by the staff.

It was done in no more than two minutes, and the deal was completely done.