The vendors here are really too honest.
Zeng Xubai took out a handkerchief and wiped her face and hands, making them both clean.
"You're interested in this?"
Liu Liang pointed to the vase he was holding just now.
"Yes," Zeng Xubai nodded, "It should be from the Song Dynasty. The color is very bright and it is well preserved. It is worth buying."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Liang ran away with the vase in her arms. Zeng Xubai was still holding the handkerchief in his hand, and he must have been dazed.
He hurriedly followed and saw Liu Liang take out money from her bag and put it on the table. Then she signed her name on a piece of paper and shook the magnolia key wrapped around her wrist.
Her action...
Zeng Xubai really didn't expect that Liu Jing would act so quickly. She was indeed a regular customer, and it was no wonder, as she had accumulated a warehouse full of antiques.
Liu Liang turned around, made an OK gesture to him, and then ran over.
"Let's continue picking."
This is just the first thing. Their task is still long and arduous. As for those things Zeng Xubai picked, whether they are true or false, she will not ask. Sometimes the bet requires this kind of heartbeat, just like one's own life, good or bad, it all depends on one's own legs.
However, she had obviously underestimated Zeng Xubai. His eyesight was not acquired in vain. He always had a sure win in the gambling stone field, and he was also quite good at antiques.
Nine times out of ten, what you get are genuine.
After visiting one house, they went to another.
Just as Liu Liang said, with hundreds of stores open at the same time, it is impossible for one person to visit them all, especially when buying antiques, which are not cabbages that can be bought or taken away at will.
It takes a process, even a very long process.
From selection to identification, it takes a long time to figure out, especially those that are half real and half fake, which is even more difficult to decide. For those who really like antiques, this can be said to be an enjoyable process. For example, how many good things can those who flock to it buy?
Because I don’t understand, it may be even more difficult to make a decision.
Liu Jing walked happily under the shelves. She did not choose antiques as if they were cabbages. She wanted everything she saw. For example, large vases and other ornaments were her purpose this time. She had picked many small ones during her two previous visits, but because large ones were difficult to carry, she only took one or two at most during the first two visits. She had many more items, which she remembered in her heart and kept thinking about them.
This time, she mostly came for those few items. Fortunately, most of them were not sold and were still placed in their original places, as if waiting for their owners.
Most of the items that Liu Liang liked and had not been sold were put into her pocket. After paying the deposit, Liu Liang's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.
"Have you finished buying?"
Zeng Xubai saw that Liu Liang no longer had the excitement she had just now, but instead looked here and there, but bought very little. He knew that she had bought almost everything she could.
"I got what I picked the last two times."
Liu Liang raised her wrist to check the time. The dark street started at early morning and ended at six o'clock.
It's only around two o'clock now, and they still have four hours. There's no rush. This will be the last chance. She will never give up until six o'clock. Although those things are already in her hands, she will not be satisfied at all.
She's just taking a break now.
"Let's continue," she whispered to Zeng Xubai, and started searching the shelves again. They didn't go into every shop. If they saw something suitable, they would stay longer. If it was not suitable, they would not like it and would not buy it.
But even at such a speed, they only visited ten houses. There are still more than a hundred houses. If they came ten times, they might be able to finish them. It's a pity that they won't have the chance to do so in the future.
This is why Liu Liang is so conflicted and laments that she doesn’t have enough time.
There are still many places she has not visited, seen, or bought. Perhaps there are some treasures buried in a small shop, ignored, disregarded, and covered in dust.
But there really is no time.
"Go and have fun on your own."
Zeng Xubai tucked the hair behind her ear and said, "I want to take a closer look here."
He noticed that Liu Jing had a unique way of selecting antiques, and she didn't have to look at them for as long as he did, so she was better off doing it on her own.
Liu Jing thought about it and then nodded. She wanted to visit a few more restaurants and come back later. Well, she wanted to eat some good food on the way. But she would never admit that she was just greedy.
When she came out, as expected, she went straight to the small stalls. After buying some food, she went shopping from one stall to another, and her shopping speed was obviously much faster.
No matter whether the items in these shops are a mix of real and fake, or more fake than real, what comes into her hands must be genuine. She prefers to go to shops with fewer people, so that she can fully display her aesthetic taste instead of being laughed at by others.
Maybe they all thought that she was joking when she bought these. After all, no one buys antiques by just picking one up and leaving, or paying for it after touching it. They didn't even bargain, they just bought it.
Without a magnifying glass or professional research, she has encountered several waves of such people. She accepted the sincere suggestions from those and would return their courtesy, but she wanted to beat up those who were obviously looking for trouble.
The road is wide and we can each walk on our own side.
Since you have so much time, you might as well take a few more glances at her. You won’t have the chance again in the future, so what’s the point of watching her?
Just like now, she buys her things and someone rolls his eyes at her. Is there something wrong with his eyes?
She happened to like a large floor-standing vase. It was an authentic one and very old. It looked like it was made of clay and had a lot of dust on it. It must be because of the passage of time and the accumulation of dust that it was covered with a layer of dust and lost its original color. Finally, it was thrown into a corner and looked down upon.
Don't be impatient.
Liu Liang touched the large vase that was as tall as a person. It was quite nice. After cleaning it, she would give it to her grandfather as a birthday present. Coincidentally, her grandfather's birthday was coming soon, and she was still worried about what gift to give him.
My grandfather already has a set of teapots, so it would be meaningless to give him another teapot, so I gave him a big vase to decorate his home.
She was originally very happy because she had found a birthday present for her grandpa. If only there was no one buzzing around her like a fly, she would be even happier.
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