After visiting the exciting Bu Palace, the group of people were still walking towards the foot of the mountain with great excitement! The fat white man walking in the front suddenly turned around and said,

"Chengzi, my guide said that there is a market not far from the foot of the mountain, which specializes in selling some handicrafts, but there are also some sellers selling old things. Many people who like old things like to go here.

Take a look around there, do you want to come with me?"

"OK!"

Naturally, he couldn't ask for the equation, so he turned back to look at Song Jiaqi,

"Jia Qi, how about you go back to the hotel and wait for us? Then we can have dinner together in the evening!"

"No, I don't want to stay in the hotel. I'm here to travel, not stay in a hotel! Can't I go to the market you mentioned?"

Song Jiaqi asked with a pout. She felt that she was disliked.

"No, no, why can't we go? It's just that we old men are afraid that you young people won't like what we old men are watching, and that you will be bored!"

Fatty Bai said quickly and tactfully,

"It's not boring, I think...it's better than staying in a hotel!"

Song Jiaqi rolled her eyes at Fang Fang as she spoke, and Fang Fang shook her head helplessly.

"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go together!"

Several people followed the guide to the market at the foot of the mountain he said. The market is formed along the foot of the mountain. The market looked very long and crowded. There were really many tourists! Chinese people generally like to travel.

Buy some small things with local characteristics as gifts for relatives and friends, so such markets and handicraft markets are still popping up in major tourist cities.

Fang Fang looked at Song Jiaqi who was excitedly dragging Jiawen through various stalls. He wanted to take back what he just said. How could this girl be bored? She was like a fish in water. There were many selling gadgets in the market.

The stall, this is exactly what little girl Song Jiaqi likes!

"Jiaqi, please slow down, follow us and don't get lost!"

Fang Fang was entrusted by Song Changyi, and he had to protect the young lady carefully.

"I understand, it's no problem for Jiawen to follow me! You 'seniors' just go and see your 'seniors' things!"

Song Jiaqi stuck out her tongue naughtily, then dragged Jiawen to a stall selling Tibetan silver jewelry and started looking at it.

Fang Fang looked at her and smiled, then turned to look at the things at the stall in front of him carefully with Fatty Bai. The owner of the stall was a collector in his thirties. He was not very fluent in the language but could barely listen.

He spoke Mandarin and it seemed that he and the guide were old acquaintances. When they met, they greeted each other warmly!

In fact, this is normal. Generally, local guides will have several small shops selling things like this, and then they will invite customers to visit them to make some extra money. They can understand this equation!

"You can take a look at the things I have here. If you like it, buy it. If you don't like it, don't force it. Jiang CCTV and I have been good friends since childhood. He brings customers here just to give me an extra stall.

It’s just an opportunity, there is no kickback or commission!”

The stall owner said sincerely, with a naive smile on his tanned face. He looked like an honest and conscientious collector. Fang Fang smiled, picked up a small object on the stall and played with it twice.

"It's okay, we understand! We always have to buy some small things when we go out to play. It doesn't make any difference to us which one we go to. It would also be good if we can help our guide friends increase sales!"

What Fang Fang said was true. The stall owner smiled happily and enthusiastically introduced the small objects in his stall to Fang Fang and the others! The specialty of collectors is Tibetan silver jewelry and animal bone products, and this stall owner

Most of the stalls sell these!

Fang Fang leaned down and carefully picked out the small items, intending to give them back to Fang Yuan, Xiao Nan, Xiao Fei and the other children. But before he could pick them for a while, he heard the sound of quarreling coming from not far away. He raised his head

When he started to look over, he saw that the place was already surrounded by people, but he still heard that the quarreling sounds belonged to Song Jiaqi and Jiawen!

Fang Fang frowned slightly. This spoiled young lady... could really make trouble for herself. He shook his head helplessly and looked at Yu Yien,

"Let's go and have a look!"

After saying that, he walked towards the place surrounded by the crowd. When the fat man on the side saw this, he didn't care about what he was picking, and followed him with his guide!

Fang Fang struggled to squeeze into the crowd, and saw Jiawen's blushing face arguing loudly with the two tall collectors in front of him.

"She just asked how much it cost, then picked it up and looked at it. Why can't this thing be sold? Do we have to buy it? Where does this rule come from? How dare you have such a broken thing?

If you ask for 50,000 yuan, I think this is just blackmail. Even if we have money... we won't give it to you!"

"Little girl, you should be careful when speaking! We collectors have such rules. If you don't believe me, ask the people around you if we collectors have such rules? Besides, the artifact you are holding is a spiritual artifact.

Artifacts have always been said to recognize their owner. If you touch it and it recognizes you as its owner, you have to buy it and take it away! Because if you don’t buy it, I can’t sell it, because after it recognizes its owner,

I won’t go with anyone else again!”

As soon as the big man finished speaking, the crowd around him started to echo, as if what the stall owner said was one hundred percent correct,

"Are you treating me like a three-year-old child? Do you still recognize the Lord? You said that when I touch it, it recognizes me as the Lord. Then can it respond to me if I call it? If it responds to me today, I

Just buy it and take it away!”

Song Jiaqi said angrily that she had encountered fraudsters before, but she had never encountered such a blatant and shameless fraudster.

"You said it's okay, just give it a try!"

Song Jiaqi originally thought that her words could scare this unreliable scammer, but she didn't expect that the other party would agree calmly with a very calm expression. Now... it was Song Jiaqi's turn to not be calm. The other party was so stable, could it be...

Is there really any artifact that can really answer itself?

Song Jiaqi stood forward hesitantly, staring at the hidden silver lock on the table, and opened her mouth slightly,

"that……"

Halfway through, she raised her head and asked the Tibetan stall owner with some embarrassment,

"What's it called? How should I call it?"

"You are its owner now, you can name it whatever you want! It will agree to whatever you call it!"

The stall owner's confident look made Song Jiaqi murmur again,

"Is it that evil?"

She looked at the lock and gave it a random name.

"casual……"

The owner of the stall couldn't help but curl his lips after hearing the name, but...despite this, a magical thing happened. The silver lock moved almost invisible at first, and then...it turned towards Song Jia.
Chapter completed!