In the end, Liu Juyi chose a pair of crystal sandals priced at 188 yuan. This pair of sandals was the cheapest pair of shoes in this store.

The tall salesperson put up his skirt and shoes and helped to mention it to the cashier. Wang Xiaoqiang took out the Agricultural Bank card and threw it on the cashier. The cashier scored the card and it cost more than 3,000 yuan, of course it didn't explode, because there was 80,000 yuan in it.

At this time, the four clerks did not dare to underestimate Wang Xiaoqiang. They were very polite and respectfully sent Wang Xiaoqiang and Liu Juyi out of the store. They were welcomed to come next time.

After walking out of the store, Liu Juyi couldn't help pinching Wang Xiaoqiang and said angrily: "Xiaoqiang, you are so crazy today. This skirt can be used as food. If you say you want to buy it, buy it... And this sandal is nearly 200 yuan, and you can buy a set of clothes for 200 yuan..."

"Okay, sister-in-law, this skirt is not edible, but it can be worn, and it is not so beautiful when you wear it, that's enough... By the way, sister-in-law, buy you a shoulder bag..."

Wang Xiaoqiang said as he walked towards a world-famous leather bag shop opposite. However, before he took two steps, Liu Juyi dragged his arm and pulled it back. He said with a grudge: "It's almost dark this day, can't you do serious business?"

In order to prevent Wang Xiaoqiang from getting angry and walking in other stores, Liu Juyi kept holding his arm tightly and pulled him out of Deutsche Bank Supermarket.

Wang Xiaoqiang never gave women such arms, especially his sister-in-law, because both of them had bare arms, and the flesh was against the flesh, feeling the soft and elastic arms. Wang Xiaoqiang was so nervous that he sweated, and the walkways on both legs were no longer natural. Of course, the most important thing was that he was afraid that acquaintances would see him, so that he would not cause trouble in the city?!

Fortunately, when Liu Juyi consciously let go of Wang Xiaoqiang's arm when he left the door of Deutsche Bank Supermarket.

After a long walk, the two of them were thirsty. Wang Xiaoqiang bought two bottles of iced black tea. Each one drank one bottle and came to the seed station. Near the seed station, there was an antique market.

Wang Xiaoqiang bought yam seeds. Seeing that it was still early, he thought of strolling around the antique market. When he mentioned it to his sister-in-law, Liu Juyi actually agreed. In fact, Liu Juyi rarely enters the city once, and now it is rare. Naturally, he wants to walk more and see more. Even if he doesn't buy it, it's good.

When you come to the antique market, it is an eye-opener. That lively scene is comparable to a farmers' market.

Wang Xiaoqiang had also visited the antique market before, but it was not as lively as it is now. It may be because of the antiques craze in recent years.

Although it was already afternoon, it was still particularly lively. The streets were crowded and bustling. In addition to the shops on both sides, there were also many stalls on the spacious streets. Vendors scattered their goods on the ground according to the conventional rules.

However, it seems that the antique market is still dominated by porcelain, and most of the above are ceramic objects. In addition, there are bronzes, jewelry, jade diamonds, bamboo carvings, root carvings, calligraphy and paintings, ancient coins, ancient books, Ming and Qing furniture, etc., all-inclusive antiques.

Although Wang Xiaoqiang and Liu Juyi and the others had no idea about antiques, they were very interested in the strange things that were all over the market.

Because they had no plans to buy, the two of them did not go to the shops, but just walked around the street stalls. When the bosses of the street stalls saw that the two were laymen, they tried their best to greet them. The reason was very simple, the more laymen they were, the easier it was to be deceived.

"Young man, that bottle is not suitable for you..." Along the way, Wang Xiaoqiang only heard warm greetings and attentive introductions, but unexpectedly, he finally caught a vase and was about to reach out to touch it, the boss's words made him feel depressed like a basin of cold water pouring his head.

"Boss, what do you mean? Do you think I can't afford it?"

"It's not that I can't afford it, it's too expensive, you definitely won't buy it!"

"Hey, how much does this vase cost?" Wang Xiaoqiang said unconvincedly.

The boss stretched out three fingers and shook them in front of Wang Xiaoqiang: "It is not sold below this number."

"How many, three thousand?"

The boss shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

"Thirty thousand?"

The boss nodded heavily.

"Thirty thousand?!...Boss, you really know how to ask for a price..." Wang Xiaoqiang reached out to take the vase in disappointment, flipped it over and found that there were six words at the bottom of the vase "Made in the Kangxi Period of the Qing Dynasty". It was just in the middle of the bottom of the bottle, and it split the six words, just like a scar on a human face, which looked really indecent.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but frown and said, "Boss, your bottle is rotten. You dare to ask for such a high price. It would be strange if you can sell it..."

"Hmph, you're an amateur. This bottle is a porcelain from the official kiln during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. If it weren't for a crack in the bottom of the bottle, it would have been sold for more than 100,000 yuan."

I heard that this bad bottle costs 30,000 yuan, Wang Xiaoqiang also gave up some thoughts of buying it. He just put a big talk and patted his butt and left, and he would inevitably be ridiculed. He had to rub a few more words. As the boss spoke, Wang Xiaoqiang's finger had already pressed the crack at the bottom of the vase. At this moment, a surprise scene happened. Wang Xiaoqiang touched the tip of the index finger at the crack, and a yellow breath came out. The yellow breath shot to the crack and turned into a small porcelain-like soil, quickly filling the gap. Soon the tip of the gap was filled with the soil...

Wang Xiaoqiang was shocked, but he immediately understood that it was earth-based spiritual energy. But he didn't expect that earth-based spiritual energy would have such a wonderful use. Seeing that a small section of the gap had been repaired by earth-based spiritual energy, there was no trace of repair. Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang shook his hand and immediately pulled his finger back, then tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, pretending to be disdainful, and said, "Boss, you said it was a porcelain bottle from the Kangxi period, how could I believe it..."

"Anyway, you don't buy it. What's the difference between believing it or not..." The boss said, his eyes turning and falling on a customer who had just arrived.

The customer was an old man in his sixties, wearing a sun hat and white skin. However, his face looked a little sallow and his lips were a little black. However, his spirit was pretty good, and his legs were also neat. The old man was shaking a folding fan in his hand, and there were landscape insects and fish on his fan. When he came to the stall, he happened to hear Wang Xiaoqiang questioning the bottle. He didn't know whether it was a show-off or a kind reminder. He stared at the vase and smiled at Wang Xiaoqiang: "Young man, that bottle is not fake. It was a porcelain bottle produced by the official kiln during the Kangxi period... Last month, I spent 120,000 yuan to buy one at the auction..."

Wang Xiaoqiang was about to find out the authenticity of the bottle, but when he heard the old man's reminder, he felt a little happy and immediately said to the boss: "Boss, I want this bottle."
Chapter completed!