The two looked over curiously.
There is a round seal on it.
It's four big words: Made in China.
The boss hesitated: "This, this..."
Jin Shile was furious: "Okay, profiteer!"
"A modern handicraft, and you're selling it to me for half a million!"
He grabbed the bronze wine cup and ran after the boss.
The boss was well prepared and ran faster than Jin Shile.
Running and shouting.
"If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist! Don't blame me for this!"
"Bah!"
Jin Shile spat at his back.
"What Western Zhou? I see this is from last week, right?"
Feng Feng just stood by and watched them walking around the stall.
Laughing with great joy.
The two-person duo act also attracted many Taobao tourists, making it particularly lively.
Feng Feng suddenly noticed several figures.
They were a few black and white foreigners who had just entered the antique street.
The other party is there too.
and……
Feng Feng noticed the distance between them and the locals.
The other party doesn't seem to be very popular locally.
…
Of course, I didn’t buy anything.
However, Jin Shile was not discouraged, but became even more motivated.
I must find a real antique today to make up for my previous shame!
The combat effectiveness is also gradually increasing.
"Handsome guy, come and see? The Emperor's golden hoe!"
"Haha, humor."
"Brother, this is the silver dollar of the Qing Dynasty!"
"Awesome! A silver dollar that can rust!"
“…”
I looked at more than a dozen stalls.
Jin Shile's heart was as cold as the bag of iron and bronze artifacts in his hand.
Another stall.
The stall owner enthusiastically recommended:
"Handsome boy, take another look, this is definitely from Daqin!"
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