The stall owner who got the money quickly cleaned up his stall. Lao Rou looked strange and couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"

The stall owner was a little panicked and quickly explained: "My grandfather is sick, so I'll hurry up and get medicine for him." After that, he disappeared.

Everyone understands that he took off his goods, afraid that Ye Yuze and the others would cause trouble, so he hid. Although the antique shop said that he would not look for the back account, looking at Ye Yuze and the others at their age, I don’t know whose child he is? The purchasing power of a great unity is still quite amazing. You can buy ten kilograms of pork without tickets. If someone finds it, it will be troublesome.

When Lao Rou saw the stall owner leaving, he stopped wandering around. He put down his shoulder bag, took out a piece of cloth from it, and then took out some copper coins, plus the bowl he just bought, and sat there setting up a stall.

Ye Yuze was so amused that this brother was really good at finding a chance. But when he came today, Lao Rou said he wanted to see it, and he specially asked Ye Yuze for a book packaging thing, so Ye Yuze ignored him and continued to wander around himself.

When I walked to a corner, a familiar voice suddenly came: "Look at it, take a look, the snuff bottle that Master Guangxu left before he escaped to the northeast. This is the only one. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

Ye Yuze walked over curiously in the voice, and saw Guo Yang sitting in front of a stall and shouting in a decent manner. Ye Yuze couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You are so quick to change your career, don't you buy your ticket?"

When Guo Yang saw it was him, he quickly stood up. "Master Ye? It's been a long time since I saw you. Are you doing well? Alas, now there are fewer and fewer tickets now. You can buy it with some extra money. That industry has no future. Am I going to make a living again?"

The reason why Ye Yuze doesn't hate this guy is because he is sweet-mouthed. It's just that the number of foreign exchange coupons later was too large, so it was not convenient to take him to play. But Guo Yang knew about the later things, but there was no other way except to be jealous.

When I suddenly saw Ye Yuze today, I naturally had to try my best to flatter him. He understood that people like Ye Yuze had enough hair to eat for half a month.

Ye Yuze smiled and squatted down, picked up the snuff bottle he had just shouted and looked at it. It was obviously a small-mouthed bottle made of glass. What was amazing is that it actually painted four plants such as plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum with colorful paint inside, which was lifelike, making Ye Yuze love it when he saw it.

The bottle is very small and can be held in the palm of your hand in one hand. Ye Yuze looked up and asked Guo Yang: "How much does it cost to sell your Guangxu snuff bottle?"

Guo Yang felt a little bitter in his heart. This was his only presence at the moment! He was all counting on him to attract customers. Although there were still a bunch of snuff bottles on his stall, none of them were more beautiful than this one.

However, this master couldn't offend him. If he fell in love with him, he had to bear the pain of giving up. So he quickly squeezed out a smile: "Master Ye, this is not worth it. If you like it, just use it to play. If you withdraw money, wouldn't you slap me in the face?"

Ye Yuze was too lazy to talk to him and asked impatiently: "How much does it cost? Am I the one from Bai's family? I like this thing, so I quickly say the price."

Seeing that he was really going to buy it, Guo Yang gritted his teeth and said, "You just give it twenty yuan and add a travel fee. This is what I bought from another place."

Ye Yuze would not take advantage of him. He just counted a hundred and threw them to him and was about to leave. Guo Yang called him to retreat to him for eighty. How could Ye Yuze ask for it? When Guo Yang saw that there was no choice, he had to take out another bottle and pour the black powder inside into Ye Yuze's snuff bottle.

"Mr. Ye, this is an authentic snuff. You can't buy it on the market. Please take some to try it."

He filled Ye Yuze with snuff and gave it to him to use it, so he was willing to let Ye Yuze leave.

Ye Yuze walked back to the old meat stall and found that this guy was actually open. There was a circle of people in front of the stall. Ye Yuze quickly squeezed in to check what was going on?

It turned out that an old man in his sixties was bargaining with the old meat there. There were about 30 copper coins made by the old meat, but the old man actually wanted to pack them and said he would give him 950 yuan, but he had to pay a thousand yuan if he didn't do it.

There were idle people in the market, and the transaction volume in that era was still scary enough, so everyone gathered to watch the fun. Although Lao Rou was so nervous when he saw so many people, he was not allowed to pay any money. He bit the price to death, but the old man couldn't say it.

A stall owner next to him couldn't help but persuade, "Brother, this man is a big shot at the Palace Museum. He takes your things to give you face. Don't stretch them. If you have something to give you eyes, you will make a lot of money."

Lao Rou said unconvincedly: "My master's eyesight is not worse than his, so there is no need to make him look."

The old man was also a little annoyed. He didn't care about the price, but some people said that his eyesight was better than him, so he couldn't bear it. The old man lived just for face. Who wouldn't shout "Grandmaster!" when he saw him in the entire antique market, but this wild boy dared to slap in the face.

So he asked with a serious expression: "Who is your master? Are you from the capital? What is his name?"

Lao Rou looked up proudly: "Of course he is from the capital. Where can anyone know such a good person besides the capital? His name is Na Wu, so he lives in Beihai."

The old man took a breath and looked at the old man with wide eyes, as if he was a little disbelief. "Did you say that the five is your master?"

Lao Rou raised his head higher and replied without hesitation: "Master is naturally the master. Can you still shout this?"

The old man stopped talking and counted a thousand dollars to the old man. After giving the money, he suddenly saw the bowl and asked curiously, "Is this bowl yours?"

Lao Rou nodded: "This is a treasure passed down from my family, and it has been passed down for many generations. Isn't my grandfather sick? Do you have to take it out for money?"

When you heard this, let alone Ye Yuze, the stalls next to you almost vomited blood. You obviously paid ten yuan for this, but why did you become the ancestors in a blink of an eye? Why didn’t you add the ancestors to the eunuch? The key is that the ten yuan is still given by the person with you, and you only give them two kilograms of eggs.

The old man picked up the bowl and observed it carefully for a while, and his eyes lit up. Maybe he was a little worried, so he took out a glove from his bag and put it on, took out a magnifying glass and observed it carefully for more than ten minutes.

Finally, the old man finally put down his magnifying glass and looked at the old meat with bright eyes: "Brother, how much do you sell this bowl?"

Lao Rou was a little confused. Although he had made up for antique knowledge all night last night, how could he know the market? He looked at the 1,000 yuan in his hand, gritted his teeth and shouted: "I won't sell it if I miss one thousand!"
Chapter completed!