The train smells extremely bad, with a strong smell of smelly feet, combined with the aroma of mash and instant noodles in the air, and the complex smell of second-hand smoke from the joints of the carriages and the toilet. If you can't smell this smell, it's best to prepare a bag to ensure that you can spit from getting on the bus to getting off.

The people on the green train are all from all over the world, and they are almost always "constrained" by migrant workers. It is a common operation for everyone to have big bags of woven bags on them.

There are hidden dragons in the carriages. Where is the best money to make, where the situation starts to change, and what happens to a star again... What you are best at is political news and sports news. In their mouths, World War III seems to be about to break out, and maybe Star Wars is also right in front of you.

As long as someone raises a topic, they will immediately talk endlessly, knowing astronomy and geography. As for whether it is right or not, who cares about it, it is used to pass the time anyway.

In addition to chatting, you can also play cards. The face-to-face position allows the four people to show their skills. It doesn’t matter whether they recognize each other or not, it doesn’t matter whether they win or not. It’s mainly for fun.

The conductor with unique skills adds some fun to the boring train life. "Beer, drink, mineral water, peanut, melon seeds, eight treasure porridge, come to the front to collect your legs." The conductor on the train is definitely the most magical existence. No matter how many people stand in the aisle in front, the conductor's cart can always make a bloody road for himself.

There are also train conductors and salesmen, which are definitely the strongest sales on the surface. Whether it is wild blueberries, handmade yogurt, ten-yuan three-pair socks, or red dates, they can be polite. They talk about everything they say, and they want to pay him all the money in their pockets, which can be pulled and fooled.

Chen Yong stood at the entrance of the aisle, carrying his backpack in front and leaning against the carriage, so that the backpack could be protected and the thief had no chance to start. At this time, a person was squeezed over from another carriage. The man was dressed as a migrant worker and was holding a sack on his chest. There should be something in the sack. Judging from his careful appearance, this thing should be worth some money. The man is about 40 years old, and his skin turned bronze by the sun. His clothes were covered with sweat spots. Passing by, the smell of sweat on his body came to his nose.

When I arrived in the aisle, I wanted to squeeze into the car, but there were too many people inside and squeezed into the first row of seats. The people around me were scolding and stopped him from squeezing.

He looked around and said, "Dear fellow villagers, I would like to ask everyone, does anyone know where to buy antiques in Zhujiang City? I am a migrant worker from the countryside and want to buy something. If anyone tells me that I have taken the goods, I will thank you again!"

At this time, sitting in the first row, an old man in the innermost seat spoke. The old man was in his sixties, with silver hair and gold-rimmed glasses, and an old pedantic look, saying, "Brothers of migrant workers, can you show me what kind of object?"

The migrant worker looked at the old man and said, "You must see it, old man, but you must be careful not to break the things."

The old man said: "Brother migrant workers, don't worry, I will be careful. If it breaks, I will be responsible for compensation!"

The migrant worker smiled and said, "Old man, I'll take it out now!"

The migrant worker placed the sack on the train dining table, rolled up the mouth of the sack, and a bronze ware that looked like a tripod was exposed. Chen Yong squeezed in curiously and looked at it. The bronze ware was about 35 cm high and 33 cm wide. The tripod was round, with a huge belly, double standing ears, and hoof-shaped feet. The ears were decorated with three Kui patterns, neck decorations, stinging curved patterns, a cloud pattern band on the belly, and animal head patterns on the upper part of the foot. Isn’t this the small Ke tripod of the Kyoto Museum? How could it appear here? Chen Yong quietly approached, and a faint sour smell came with paint. Chen Yong didn’t need to look closely and knew that there was something wrong with the tripod.

At this time, the old man took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and slowly put them on his hand. Then he took out a magnifying glass, took off his glasses, took the small Keding Ding in front of him, held the magnifying glass, and slowly looked at it. The old man nodded sometimes, sometimes showing a look of surprise, and his expression was extremely rich. Twenty minutes later, the old man put down the magnifying glass in his hand and said happily: "Good thing! This is the small Keding Ding. The small Keding Ding has a strong shape and a rough and smooth pattern. It is a typical bronze Ding of the late Western Zhou Dynasty."

He asked again: "Where did you come from the bronze tripod?"

The migrant worker scratched his head and said, "I helped someone dig out the foundation. I secretly took it home while the owner didn't pay attention. I heard that it was easier to take action here, so I brought it here."

Not far away, someone seemed to find something, and a man shouted loudly: "Isn't this Deputy Director Wang of the Xijing Provincial Museum?"

A voice said, "It's Deputy Director Wang. I have seen him on TV and often participate in treasure appraisal columns."

Another woman said, "I have also found Director Wang and identified things. He is a nationally renowned appraisal expert. If you can't make any mistakes, it's him."

At this time, the old man stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your love. I am Wang Qifa, deputy director of the Xijing Provincial Museum."

After saying that, he sat down and shook his head reluctantly and said, "This bronze tripod is a trade that the state explicitly prohibits. As a national public official, I dare not buy it, but I have no right to confiscate it. It is undoubtedly the genuine product for this migrant worker. It is not easy for anyone who likes it. Otherwise, the migrant worker brothers will be in vain."

At this time someone asked, "Brother, how much do you sell the bronze cauldron?"

Another voice came, "Director Wang, how much does this bronze tripod cost?"

Wang Qifa coughed twice and said, "If it is a normal transaction on the market, this bronze tripod is about 800,000 yuan, the premise is that the inheritance is orderly. For example, such as those with unknown origins, the price is about 100,000 yuan."

Chen Yong thought to himself that a handicraft can cost up to 100 yuan, which is a bit big. Once you are deceived, it will be a lifelong thing. This kind of scam is mainly to deceive those who don’t know what you know and have greed. As long as you don’t have greed, you won’t be deceived. But how many people in this world can withstand temptation? The scammers will not cheat one after another. The same routine will be staged again in another place.

An obese middle-aged man squeezed over from the fourth row seat and asked the migrant worker, "Can I get started?"

The migrant worker hurriedly said, "You can do whatever you want!"

The fat middle-aged man gently held the bronze tripod and checked it carefully. After a while, he let go of his hand and nodded quickly and said, "Brother, I will pay 80,000 yuan, what do you think?"

The migrant worker was so whimpering that he didn't say anything. Someone said, "I'm 85,000."

A beautiful young woman in her 30s sat in the third row, slowly stood up and said in Mandarin with Cantonese: "I'll pay 88,000."

When the migrant worker saw someone taking the bait, he said with joy: "This lady paid 88,000 yuan, who else wants it? If you miss it, there will be no more."
Chapter completed!