There are stalls here, and the prices are unlikely to be easily tens of thousands like those in the shops.

But Guo Degang took a closer look at these things and found that they were worth almost over a thousand.

The items for sale are not porcelain or antiques, but fans and some handicrafts.

The latter account for the majority.

But when he saw one of the fans, Guo Degang's vicious eyes became a little brighter.

Famous fans are definitely not considered.

But the bamboo used for this fan bone is Arhat bamboo.

It is also called Buddha belly bamboo.

It is a medium-grade fan-making material.

The difference between Arhat bamboo and ordinary bamboo is that the bamboo knots are thinner and the internodes are short and enlarged, resembling the belly of Maitreya Buddha or stacked Arhats, hence the name.

As for the specific judgment, Guo Degang must have experience. He has been checking the smoothness and size of the bamboo, as well as the bamboo joints, which are used to judge whether it is good or bad.

Although the fans he has are worth tens of thousands, as long as he likes them and the price is right, he will definitely buy them.

After shopping around for so long without buying anything, he felt itchy.

I stood in front of the stall and took a closer look, then asked.

"Boss, how much do you pay?"

After taking a look at his fan, the boss stretched out three fingers and said, "This is the number!!"

Three fingers are not three hundred.

The workmanship and quality are outstanding, it is definitely worth three thousand.

Guo Degang smiled slightly. He didn't say that he liked the things he bought immediately. If he did, he would definitely open his mouth.

"I'll go around again."

One step forward.

Guo De just returned to his group of people.

And all of them were shopping around, especially Hou Zhen, who read comics directly at the stall.

I also bought a few copies on hand.

However, when Qi Yuncheng next to him saw his master coming, he subconsciously asked, "Master, did you see anything good?"

"I saw an Arhat bamboo fan over there at the corner. It's pretty good, but it costs three thousand!"

"That's wrong!!"

Suddenly Hou Zhen took the comic book and said, "You mean the fan over there?"

"Um!"

"I just went over and asked about it. It only cost one thousand, but I didn't have much interest so I didn't get started."

It was not that Guo Degang failed to see the specific value of the fan. After learning about this, he immediately nodded thoughtfully.

"I guess he recognized me and wanted to kill me once."

"Do you want it? If you want it, I'll get it for you." Hou Zhen said while holding the comic book.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Hou."

"No matter how big the problem is, I'll go talk to it."

He brought comic books, especially Tinkerbell the most, and then Hou Zhen passed without saying a word.

Their direction was still far away from the store, and the boss couldn't see it.

Therefore, even if Guo Degang is standing here, he will not be afraid of being seen.

At the same time, I am also waiting for the return of Lord Hou.

But there was no movement for three or four minutes, which was really strange.

The Marquis is not good at this. He should have just given the money and the fan and it should be over. It shouldn't take so long.

Just wondering.

Hou Zhen came back, looking unhappy.

"What's the matter? Master Hou?" Qi Yuncheng asked first.

"This man is really a profiteer! I went over to buy it, but he wouldn't sell it and said he wanted three thousand. He also said that Guo De had just arrived and he had gone to withdraw the money.

If you want to take it away, you have to pay this price.

I said a lot of things, but he didn't listen.

But I’m waiting for Lao Guo to come over.”

At this time Qi Yuncheng understood that, needless to say, it must be the seller's trick. How did he know whether Guo Degang would come back or not.

But these 3,000 yuan must definitely be earned.

And if you do a lot of business, you can notice some things.

But I really couldn't let go of this fan. After all, Master liked it. Qi Yuncheng thought for a while and then spoke.

"Master, I'm going to give it a try. I've never been on a show, so I guess this boss won't know me very well."

Guo Degang had no idea about the fan, because he did hate this rip-off merchant, but the child said that a dead horse was treated like a living horse, so he warned him.

"Don't force it, if he wants to sell it for three thousand, let him sell it for three thousand.

Let’s see who he can sell to.”

"Well, I have an idea, but you have to cooperate with me in taking a photo."

"Take a photo?" Guo Degang couldn't help but be confused. He didn't know what the kid had in mind, but he just let him come.

As soon as the master agreed, Qi Yuncheng made preparations and went over.

The self-owned trading area in the north is a large place, with many stall owners and people around, and there is a constant buzz of people.

Even in certain areas, there are still crowds of people.

But only the place where Master went was less crowded.

Doesn't seem like a golden zone.

After waiting for the place.

Qi Yuncheng glanced with his peripheral vision and indeed caught a glimpse of the fan, although he did not study the fan deeply.

But I can recognize the appearance of the fan.

I guess this is it.

So I went over to take a look.

The boss really didn't recognize Qi Yuncheng, because he only performs in theaters, and most of these ordinary people pay attention to TV and variety shows.

I couldn't see his face, so I didn't have much impression.

Not to mention, he was also wearing a mask.

"Look, the things I have here are not expensive. If you like it, the price can be easily negotiated."

Qi Yuncheng was very happy, and his eyes were not on the fan, "I just looked around, I can't buy anything."

"Okay, if you like it, just tell me."

Looking left and right, Qi Yuncheng quickly got the idea for this fan.

"How do you sell this?"

"Hey, this is quite expensive, three thousand yuan."

"Good fellow, three thousand? Is the bone of your fan made of gold or the surface of the fan made of silver?"

This sentence made the boss think that this young man might not understand fans, so he decisively started blowing the fan and started to talk about how many types of fans there were and how exquisite the workmanship was. Even the fans used by masters were more expensive.

So three thousand is nothing.

Especially the last sentence was said with a slightly excited tone.

"Do you know Deyun Society?"

"I know!"

The boss curled his lips and pointed his hand, "Guo De, the leader of Deyun class, just came here and took a fancy to this fan. Now he probably takes the money.

So I really can’t exaggerate the value of this fan.

Moreover, a certain Hou Zhen from Deyun also came, and all the eldest son and grandson of the Hou family wanted to be there.

It’s not very popular.”

"I seem to have seen them."
To be continued...