Looking at an open woven bag, Chen Wenzhe threw the Zhizhengbao in his hand.
Then he turned it over, and the Zhizhengbao and the Taiding Tongbao offering money beside it were quickly turned to the bottom, and no one could see it anymore.
The price of this Taiding Tongbao offering money is more than 10,000.
Since discovering the underground tomb in his hometown, Chen Wenzhe has specially studied gold coins of the Tang Dynasty.
Later, he discovered a lot of gold coins, and he strengthened his study in this area.
By now, not to mention others, he knew about the fifty treasures and some rare ancient coins.
For example, this Taiding Tongbao offering money was once put up for auction. It was estimated at 9,000, but the final price was over 10,000.
In other words, as long as he has ten Taiding Tongbao as offerings, he can get his money back.
Ghost Market is such a great place.
Having achieved his goal, Chen Wenzhe was naturally very happy.
But the others, seeing that there was no chance, quickly dispersed.
Including the boss, he quickly blended into the crowd and ran away.
It seems that there is some truth in the saying that a thief has a guilty conscience.
At this time, Chen Wenzhe also felt a little guilty. He knew that he could no longer stay in this place.
Zheng Yu moved faster. He had already called Zhang Yijie and Cao Qingchun.
Those two had already driven over in a car at this time.
The four people moved very quickly. Each person threw a woven bag directly into the car seat, then got in the car and left.
Zhang Yijie led the way, but he didn't drive very fast and stopped quickly.
There is a parking lot outside the market. So far, only cars can come in and no one can leave.
In this way, it becomes a bit strange for them to leave now.
"We're not leaving either. At least we have to have breakfast before we leave." Zhang Yijie parked the car and said immediately.
Zheng Yu and Cao Qingchun in the other car quickly got off the car.
Cao Qingchun said: "You can't put things on this sacred car!"
"We can't keep this car, we need to deal with it as soon as possible." Zheng Yu also expressed his opinion.
Zhang Yijie smiled: "I've already called. My dad should be here soon."
"Wait, we can't leave until the things are moved!" Chen Wenzhe finally made the decision.
"It's a pity that I didn't get the contact information just now!"
Zheng Yu said with a smile: "I gave my contact information to the guy selling copper coins."
"Well done, if he still has the goods, we can still make a fortune!"
Chen Wenzhe was really happy this time. Zheng Yu was the real koi. If it hadn't been for him, he wouldn't have noticed the stall selling ancient coins in sacks.
Zhang Qianshan arrived very quickly, and they only waited for a few minutes before the call came through.
The car Zhang Qianshan drove here was a business car with a lot of space. All the things were stuffed into it and it was already full.
Ask him to drag him to Chen Wenzhe's villa and deal with it after they return.
After sending Zhang Qianshan away, the four of them sat in a car and drove around in a big circle before parking the car in the parking lot again.
Apart from money, he had nothing on him. It could be said that he was traveling lightly. At this time, the four of them felt relaxed.
Walking into the market again, it was dawn and the place became more lively.
Originally there were only various stalls, but now various snacks are also put out.
Fried dough sticks, chaos, bean curd, bean juice, fried dumplings, crab roe buns, crab roe porridge, shrimp dumplings, you name it.
Fried, fried, whatever you want to eat, you can find it here.
"When we come out early in the morning, everything we come into contact with is full of yin energy. Let's eat something good to get rid of the yin energy!" Cao Qingchun first suggested.
"Haha, what can remove Yin energy? That's so ridiculous!" Zheng Yu didn't take it seriously.
Zhang Yijie was even more confused: "What kind of yin energy is there?"
"Moisture, moisture, poisonous gas, and all kinds of poisonous gases formed after being buried underground for thousands of years are all considered Yin Qi!"
Although Chen Wenzhe didn't quite believe it, he had been killed by these things many times in his dreams.
Anyway, it would not be wrong to classify all bad things as poisonous gas and yin gas.
"Just drink the mutton soup!" Cao Qingchun said immediately.
"Let's have mutton soup. We northerners like it very much, but I don't know if southerners like it or not!"
"If you like it, just adjust the taste yourself." Zhang Yijie said.
Zheng Yu smiled a little arrogantly: "Do you northerners like it? Do you know who brought the sheep? Where was the capital of the Song Dynasty? We pure Han people all like to eat mutton."
"Haha, your attack is a bit broad, and you are still pure Han people? Are you saying that we Dongshan people are not pure Han people?" Cao Qingchun was not happy at first.
Although he is from the Northeast, the older generation traveled to Guandong and migrated there from Dongshan.
"Stop, what's the point of looking for pure Han people now? There were only eight million people left in the late Han Dynasty. Who dares to say that his blood has not been contaminated in the middle? We are all Chinese now."
"Well, that's what it should be said. If you ask me, you can't distinguish between Han and ethnic minorities. The ethnic attributes will be cancelled. All ID cards will be marked as Chinese."
"It's nonsense. If you are willing, others are not willing. Don't talk about state affairs, just eat!"
Chen Wenzhe ended the topic with a final word. This topic was too big and could easily lead to points disputes.
The hot mutton soup immediately blocked the mouths of four people.
When you eat this, you can adjust your own taste. If you want it spicy, add chili pepper. If you want it salty, add more salt. You can add other cumin, pepper, and vinegar as you like.
You need more mutton, but also other haggis, especially sheep blood, which was originally something no one wanted, but is now provided in limited quantities.
The main reason is that this stuff replenishes blood and is better than pig blood. As for how it is better, Chen Wenzhe doesn't know. Anyway, he knows that the taste of sheep blood is more delicate than pig blood.
After eating hard for a while, feeling warm all over, the four of them had time to chat.
Of course, they are not the only ones at the mutton soup stall, and they don't talk nonsense.
Many vendors have to eat at this time.
"Have you heard that a bronze tripod appeared in the ghost market today!"
"Where is this? I heard that there are also a large number of Tang Sancai, all of which are exquisite."
"It seems that these days will never stop."
"The main reason is that those people are too ruthless. Can these things be taken care of in the ghost market?"
"There is no other way. Our Dahai City has money. This time it was premeditated and a membership system was adopted. I heard that we only collected tens of millions as a deposit."
"Hey, this is the cleverness of the organizers. Even if someone reports it and takes away everything from the ghost market, they will still have tens of millions to pay for it."
Hearing this, Chen Wenzhe and the four of them looked at each other in shock. They really didn't know that there were so many good things in the professional market of the ghost market.
No wonder they only conducted two or three transactions and the ghost market was cleared. If the goods are good, there will be fewer people to buy them?