Following the spatial navigation, Yang Zhaozhao came to an antique street in Ancheng. Nine out of ten things sold by people on the street were fake.
This is a very complicated matter. If you don't do anything, you will be cheated.
Anyway, Yang Zhaozhao can’t be tricked.
She can tell whether something is genuine just by smelling it.
I used to think that the antique street in Beijing was unreliable, but now I find that Ancheng is even more unreliable. After all, I dug up a tomb one day, but it turned out to be all fake.
Some of them are really worthless, but Yang Zhaozhao didn't despise them. If he could find a bargain for three thousand yuan, it would be worth three thousand yuan. He would never miss it if he passed by.
It just didn't meet Yang Zhaozhao's expectations.
After an afternoon of wandering, Yang Zhaozhao didn't gain much. Seeing that everyone had left one after another, he was about to go back home. He even complained to the supply space: "I didn't gain much today. I doubt I've penetrated the inner circle."
Material space: [......]
"They must have their own channels, but unfortunately the information is asymmetric. Even if they knew there was good stuff, I couldn't get it. In this way, you can't reclaim the material space!" Yang Zhaozhao frowned, looking regretful, his tone was indescribably melancholy.
The supply space was silent for three seconds: [If you want to go, there is a trading point here tonight.]
Yang Zhaozhao: “?”
[If you really want to recycle it, you have a chance.] The Material Space said with a hint of arrogance: [There is a large tomb with rich burial objects right under your feet. If you dig it up, you will never be able to recycle it in your lifetime.]
Yang Zhaozhao gestured to stop: "Don't lead me astray. I am a law-abiding citizen, a decent, moral, and law-abiding person."
"How can you disturb someone's eternal sleep?" Yang Zhaozhao, full of righteousness, looked down at his feet and asked, "How long have they been sleeping?"
[The first level will take about 10,000 years, the second level about 1,100,000 years, and the third level will take about 1,700,000 years.] Material Space states: [Better to act than to think.]
Yang Zhaozhao clenched his fists, rejecting the temptation: "I'm hungry, let's go back to eat biangbiang noodles, roujiamo, and a handful of grilled lamb skewers, delicious!"
Nothing can steal the show from the delicious food, and if anything, it must be double the delicious food.
In order to prevent her heart from committing a crime, Yang Zhaozhao could only commit a crime with her mouth.
I found a place similar to a snack street. The shops on the street were all selling delicious food. Since the opening of the individual economy, all kinds of food shops have opened up.
Everyone has more food and life is more convenient.
When Yang Zhaozhao was enjoying her meal, she saw Xu Linjun and his group coming over. They had just come back from playing and were passing by here. They found the lights were bright and the air was full of fireworks.
Unexpectedly, when he arrived, he saw Yang Zhaozhao eating with hearty appetite, and thought he was seeing things.
"Sister Zhao Zhao, why are you here?"
This place is a bit far from their Anda Guesthouse, and they had walked around for a long time and couldn't go back to the guesthouse to eat, so they just found a random place.
Yang Zhaozhao, who claimed that he had a headache and wanted to take a nap, came here to eat alone, holding a roujiamo in one hand and biangbiang noodles in the other.
Honestly, they looked hungrier.
"I was tired and woke up for a walk. Who knew I would end up here? Come and sit down and eat with us. The roujiamo here is absolutely delicious. You will regret it if you don't try it!" Yang Zhaozhao readily agreed.
After the initial surprise, I found a reasonable excuse and asked them to sit down.
Seeing that several people's eyes were fixed on the roujiamo and their attention was quickly diverted, she smiled.
Seeing Xu Linjun still staring at her, Yang Zhaozhao said, "Teacher, you can also try biangbiang noodles. They are delicious!"
"Okay!" Seeing her bright smile and shining eyes, I could tell that she was in a good mood and in good condition, so I felt relieved.
Soon, the ordered food came up.
Huang Lingling saw that Xu Linyun's noodles had green onions and said, "Brother Yun, your noodles have green onions. Exchange them with mine. Mine don't have any, and I haven't eaten them yet."
"No." Xu Linjun knew her little thoughts and could not accept them. He could only avoid them. What would it look like to eat her noodles? If it was not unavoidable, he really did not want to appear in front of Huang Lingling again.
Looking at Xu Linjun who was carefully selecting the food, and Huang Lingling who looked disappointed, Yang Zhaozhao pretended to know nothing, finished his meal in a few bites, and paid the bill.
After they got married, she said to them, "I'm full, I'm going out for a walk, and I'll be back to the guesthouse later. Don't worry about me."
"Wait!" Xu Linjun put down his chopsticks. "Wherever you go, I go too. Don't run around in a stranger's place late at night. It's not safe."
Seeing that they were planning to go out alone, Huang Lingling gave up her roujiamo (Chinese steamed bun) and said, "I want to go out too. I'm full too!"
The three of them looked at the roujiamo that they had only taken two bites of, the biangbiang noodles that they had not yet touched, and the grilled lamb skewers that had not yet arrived, and they couldn't help but exclaim, is the junior sister a fairy?
Are you full after two bites of roujiamo?
What do these three people who feel they can eat ninety roujiamo think?
Xu Linjun frowned: "You haven't finished your meal yet."
"Brothers, if you don't mind, you can share it. I'll take the roujiamo and eat it on the way. Is that okay? Brother Yun, I have something to say to Sister Zhaozhao!" Huang Lingling was afraid that they would say something as they were alone together.
She wanted to protect Sister Zhaozhao. After all, she was in a relationship and couldn't stand being gossiped about.
Yang Zhaozhao understood what Little Junior Sister was thinking and was also interested in bringing them together. He smiled and said, "Come on, let's go together."
It’s almost time to find an excuse to get rid of them. Anyway, they can’t delay the important business tonight.
Xu Linjun: “…”
Just like that, the three of them awkwardly wandered the streets of the ancient city. Yang Zhaozhao could hear the alarm from the material space: [Beep, 1,200-year-old floor tiles discovered.]
[Damn, I found a city wall from a few hundred years ago!]
[Damn, I found a stone lion from three decades ago!]
[Ding, an ancient tomb was discovered! ]
[Ding, Ancient Tomb No. 2 found!]
[Ding, Tomb No. 3 discovered! ]
【drop.......】
Yang Zhaozhao couldn't stand it any longer: "How can I mute it?"
"If you keep dripping like this, I'm afraid I'll drip too!" Yang Zhaozhao knew that there were many treasures underground, but she was not a mole and could not dig!
A gentleman loves money but gets it with purpose.
Even if she loves antiques, she can't rob tombs!
As a man of principles, Yang Zhaozhao certainly couldn't be so reckless.
The material space was dripping silently all the way.
Yang Zhaozhao walked to a guesthouse and said, "I left my wallet in the store. I'm going back to get it now. You guys go back and rest!"
After saying that, he ran away without waiting for them to react.
Unexpectedly, after running a few steps, he heard footsteps behind him. When he turned around, it was none other than Xu Linjun.
Looking at the person running breathlessly behind Xu Linjun, who else could it be but Huang Lingling?
"I'll help you look for your wallet. I'm worried about you doing it alone." Xu Linjun said firmly.
Huang Lingling echoed: "Me too!"
Seeing that the night market had already opened, Yang Zhaozhao saw that it was only open for two hours. In order to avoid missing it, he had to take the wrong road and ended up near the night market.
Yang Zhaozhao started to show off his acting skills: "Hey, there's a group of people over there. What are they doing? Let's go and take a look. It seems like there's something exciting going on!"
Xu Linjun wanted to hold Yang Zhaozhao back, but unfortunately she was like a loach and slipped away without a trace, and he couldn't catch her at all.
There is no other way but to follow and see.
Sure enough, in a courtyard with lights on, a medium-sized night market opened, selling not snacks and delicacies, but antiques and cultural relics.
As Yang Zhaozhao got closer, the aroma that hit her nose made her give the supplies a thumbs up.
Well done!
The antiques here smell very valuable.
Looking at the unearthed items again, most of them were burial objects. Yang Zhaozhao's face darkened slightly, fearing that some of the objects had been pried open in the ground again.
Now that she has encountered them, Yang Zhaozhao will collect them all to prevent them from being lost outside. After all, her material space is a protective space.
Xu Linjun looked at these items, frowned slightly, and probably knew where they had mistakenly entered.
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