As soon as Grandpa Chen finished speaking, Grandpa Song immediately added something else. Su Ran, who had originally wanted to clear her mind, had no choice but to be on high alert and deal with the two old men's questions in turn.
Su Ran felt like her brain was about to be emptied out.
"What can I do? But the knowledge in this area is quite interesting."
That was indeed her honest opinion; I feel that knowledge about antiques is truly profound and fascinating.
Every antique has its own unique history.
As appraisers, we need to cut through the fog to understand the true meaning behind the treasures.
Each layer of veil reveals a layer of historical meaning.
She really enjoyed it.
As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Wen immediately asked the question that had been on his mind, "Sister Ran, why did you refuse Elder Chen's invitation to take you on as a disciple?"
Without thinking, Su Ran replied directly, "I'm too busy."
This statement is both right and wrong, but she didn't want to dwell on it.
When I was young, I had an elder who taught me carefully.
Even now that she's grown up, she still remembers it vividly, unable to forget him or that experience.
Su Ran's reply was unexpected by the group. Seeing their puzzled expressions, she explained, "I have a ton of companies under my management, and I haven't finished dealing with things in the United States yet, plus there's still a lot going on at the school."
After hearing this, the group thought about it for a moment, and then looked at Su Ran with admiration in their eyes. After all, some people had previously inquired about her assets and were aware of the companies under her name.
Su Ran breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the others believed her, and looked around at the layout.
Why did you refuse Mr. Chen?
It's probably because that old man is jealous.
Lin Ruanruan still had that "My Ran-jiejie is so amazing" expression on her face, staring at her without blinking. Su Ran rubbed Ruanruan's little head and checked the time.
"Let's go play for a while. We've been sitting for so long, our bodies are about to deteriorate."
Song Nian also agreed, saying, "I really can't come to Grandpa's place again next time. This time, I almost had to see him off."
Wen Wen nodded in agreement. After all, he had been sent away by Grandpa Song after giving his greetings before, but this time he had stayed for so long.
Thinking of this, Wen Wen looked at Su Ran with admiration. After all, the source of this matter was Sister Ying. Song Nian called someone and led the group out after turning left and right.
Looking at the displays in front of me, it felt like there were twice as many stalls as before.
Song Nian, who was next to Su Ran, saw Su Ran's expression and then explained.
"It's past 5 p.m. now, which is the time when the flow of people is the largest. At this time, many vendors come to set up stalls, and these closed stores will also open."
“At this time of year, many vendors operate.”
Song Nian pointed to the glass workshop next to him. Su Ran looked in that direction and saw that there were quite a few people in each workshop, and people were also looking at items at the surrounding stalls.
However, the rules are far fewer than those in the workshops, and the notion that "goods don't pass through your hands" simply doesn't apply to small stalls.
Playing with antiques is similar to gambling on stones.
Both are gambles.
One is judged by knowledge base, the other by luck and keen eye.
Looking at the surrounding scenery, Song Nian felt a little lighter. After all, he wasn't very interested in the culture of the Pao family, but he was quite interested in buying antiques.
Otherwise, if you're not interested, you won't be able to learn anything.
After all, in everyone's eyes, these are all old relics, and few young people would be willing to come into contact with or understand them.
So he was able to learn it because he was interested in it.
Su Ran looked around at the vendors. Unlike the black market where they used gestures to communicate, Su Ran's customers spoke directly to each other, which was much better than in the black market.
Back in the dungeon, if a merchant gestures and you simply agree, that's fine.
Whether the other party says hundreds of millions or tens of millions, you have to accept it; that's the rule in the underground city.
Therefore, there are many new customers who go to buy from them and get scammed.
Song Nian looked around at the vendors and, seeing that Su Ran was interested, explained, "Sister Ran, there are two major antique streets in Beijing, Panjiayuan and Liulifang. We're in Liulifang right now."
"But nowadays, the chances of finding good stuff at a stall are even smaller. If we go back ten or twenty years, there would be a chance to find good items."
"Now, if you ask a stall owner what era it's from, he'll say that the goods from the Shang and Zhou dynasties were very likely produced on a factory assembly line last week."
"But..."
Song Nian pointed slightly at the customers next to the stall, "But some people don't believe in superstitions and insist on coming over to try their luck."
Upon hearing these words, Su Ran looked at the goods on the stalls. They were all very similar, and there were hardly any outstanding items.
Su Ran was visiting for the first time and didn't know the rules, but after Song Nian's explanation, she gained a better understanding of the place and had a general idea of what was going on.
Song Nian glanced down at the message, then looked up and said, "Let's go, friends, we need to take care of some important business."
Wen Wen and Lin Ruanruan didn't know what was going on, but they followed Song Nian. Su Ran noticed that Song Nian had looked at his phone before speaking.
But she didn't say anything, pursed her lips, and followed after him.
Then, Song Nian stopped in front of a dilapidated workshop.
Su Ran's eyes flickered a few times as she glanced at Song Nian, since this workshop happened to correspond to Tiger Six and Turtle Seven.
In mythical creatures, the tiger represents the White Tiger, which corresponds to the west.
In mythical creatures, the tortoise represents Xuanwu, which corresponds to the north.
Go out and head west past six workshops, then head north for seven more workshops, and you'll reach the location the man mentioned earlier.
Su Ran didn't think about it in this way at first. She only remembered that there was a six and a seven, which happened to be the same number as the number of workshops she passed, and the numbers were reversed to match the corresponding directions.
In that case, it seems to be Grandpa Song's idea. Thinking back to Grandpa Song's conversation with that mysterious man, he only left a hint about directions and didn't say anything else.
It seems that whether there are good products or not is up to you to judge for yourself.
Song Nian put down his phone, walked over and knocked on the door, once lightly and twice firmly. After a few seconds, a hoarse male voice came from inside.
"Returning angler? Did you bring enough heavy bait?"
Wen Wen and Lin Ruanruan were both dumbfounded, so Wen Wen simply took Ruanruan and ran away.
She wanted to leave too, but Song Nian spoke up, "Sister Ran, why don't you come inside with me and take a look?"
Su Zai stood to the side and nodded; she had naturally heard what the people inside the room were saying.
With a slight shift in his gaze, Song Nian listened intently to the conversation between the two sides. He didn't reply immediately, but after a few seconds of thought, he said, "A new angler, you can feed them any amount of heavy bait."
As soon as Song Nian finished speaking, he heard a voice from inside the door saying "Wait a moment".
Then the door was opened, and the creaking sound was particularly jarring.
Su Ran frowned slightly upon hearing the jarring sound, but quickly concealed her expression.
Song Nian directly revealed his expression, but he wasn't as quick as Su Ran's boat.
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