n city, antique night market, at two o'clock in the morning, although it is late at night, there are still many people here carrying bags and holding flashlights in their hands, looking around, as if waiting for something. Luo Tian is among this group of people.
He seemed extremely silent. According to his experience, the sellers would be here in about ten minutes.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, a van screeched to a stop. A few tall and thick men unloaded two boxes of things from the van, then quickly got on the van and left, leaving only a man in his thirties wearing glasses.
The man was very familiar with cooking there, and he spread out the contents of the box in a short time. They were all old books, some of which looked very old, and seemed to turn into powder instantly with the slightest touch.
Many of the people who were originally waiting could no longer hold back and gathered around to check. Luo Tian was still unmoved. The ghost market had just begun and the good goods were still to come.
For a long time, the antique circle has had the habit of visiting night markets, which are also commonly known as "ghost markets." At three or four o'clock in the morning, at designated locations, various antique dealers or collectors come to set up stalls and buy and sell. This is the most suitable place.
This is the place where Luo Tian relies on for his survival.
Luo Tian is not very old. He can be said to be the youngest among the group of people who picked him out. He is only twenty-six years old. He looks gentle and fair. It is just because his parents passed away early when he was young, so he has not received any formal education.
He received higher education and his knowledge of antiques all came from books and his own understanding. Even he himself did not expect that he would rely on this kind of knowledge to survive.
The most important thing for him every week is to wait for the ghost market to come and find what he wants among the many stalls. If he is not unlucky, he can pick one or two items and change hands, then a month's expenses will be enough
At this time, more and more sellers gathered here, stalls one after another. There were ancient books, porcelain, a lot of jade, and some unknown objects, which were enough to dazzle people. Many people bought them.
Everyone holds a flashlight to carefully study the objects they are interested in, but Luo Tian is not in a hurry. He has his own way of not being too eager about the things he cares about, which is tantamount to betraying his own thoughts.
Luo Tian scanned the circle carelessly and had already locked on the target. However, he was not in a hurry to inquire about the price or check the authenticity. Instead, he stood next to the stall owner and took out his mobile phone to play with it, looking bored.
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What Luo Tian valued was a small eight-treasure bowl with auspicious decorations on the bright yellow surface. While he was playing with his mobile phone, he glanced at the slightly wavy glaze on the edge of the eight-treasure bowl. Ghost Market
It has been nearly forty minutes since the market opened, but the owner of this bowl still hasn't opened his shop, and he is already a little impatient. The owner is in his forties and has a mustache. Let's call him Mustache for now.
"Boss, why don't you go out tonight?" Luo Tian put away his phone and asked casually.
Mustache was full of annoyance: "Oh, this ghost market is getting worse and worse."
"Isn't that right?" Luo Tian looked at the other party sincerely: "You are short of a jackpot, how about I open one for you?"
These words seemed to give Mustache a shot of chicken blood, and he immediately became energetic: "Young man, are you serious?"
"The dirty talk is ahead. I can't afford it because it's too expensive, so I can only give it a try." Luo Tian scanned the porcelain on the stall and picked up the eight-treasure bowl: "This object is small, maybe I can keep it.
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"Wait!!" A white-haired old man shouted, and Luo Tian's heart sank. Maybe he met an expert today.
The old man picked up the eight-treasure bowl, examined it carefully, and then turned the eight-treasure bowl over. On the bottom of the bowl were the words "Made in the Tongzhi Year": "This workmanship and glaze are official porcelain of the Qing Dynasty. Two hundred
I’ll take it, do you think it’s okay?”
Luo Tian's heart returned to his stomach again. The white-haired old man knew the goods, but he only knew half of it. He didn't know the value of this bowl yet. He saw the mustache looking at Luo Tian. After all, Luo Tian was
Luo Tian, the first person to inquire, pondered for a while: "Three hundred."
The old man stretched out his hand and said, "Five hundred, I'll take it!!"
Luo Tian's heart skipped a beat, wouldn't he encounter a blocker today, right? The so-called blockade is to raise the price of a competitor's purchase of a collection, or to buy a collection first. Luo Tian's heart was a little on edge, after all.
If you're not 100% sure of the value of the eight-treasure bowl, should you bet? Or not bet?
When Hu Xiaozi saw that Luo Tian had not said a word for a long time, he had already turned his attention to the white-haired old man. Luo Tian's heart suddenly changed. Picking out the missing is taking a risk. You have to trust your own vision. You can't pick every time, but when it's time to take action, you have to take action.
Take action!!
"Wait a minute, I'll pay you a thousand!!"
Both the old man and the mustache were taken aback, especially the old man's face, which clearly showed displeasure: "Young man, this is just official porcelain from the Qing Dynasty, one thousand? Young man, don't be impulsive."
"One thousand, I'll take it." Luo Tian took out one thousand yuan in cash from his arms: "Old man, I am a young man, and I am not trying to compete with you. I really want to take this, so please don't take it off."
The old man groaned, shook his head, and walked away helplessly.
Mustache bought this eight-treasure bowl in the countryside for eighty yuan. The old man was overjoyed with the five hundred yuan, but he didn't expect that this gentle young man actually got one thousand yuan! He accepted the money and gave the eight-treasure bowl to
The bowl was carefully placed in Luo Tian's hand and he asked: "Young man, why did you pay such a high price??"
"Of course it's not cost-effective to pay for an ordinary Qing Dynasty official porcelain for one thousand yuan. If you resell it, you can only get one thousand two hundred and three, but what if it is the porcelain used for the wedding of Emperor Tongzhi?" Luo Tian chuckled: "The value
It can be more than ten times higher. As far as I know, the porcelain used for Emperor Tongzhi’s wedding was sold at an auction house for a high price of more than 20,000 yuan.”
After saying that, Luo Tian took the eight treasure bowl and left. Now he urgently needed to confirm the authenticity of the eight treasure bowl. Luo Tian left the ghost market and planned to cross the road on foot. His mind was too focused on the authenticity of the thing in his hand.
Fake, he didn't even notice a small truck speeding towards him on the other side of the road, until the headlights hit him, Luo Tian looked up and screamed in his heart that it was bad!!
Before the sound came out, the car had knocked Luo Tian's body away. His whole body flew out and bounced to the ground with a "bang". Luo Tian actually still had some consciousness. He didn't know that his bones were broken.
The eight-treasure bowl in his arms was broken. He opened his eyes and watched the people in the ghost market slowly gathering around him, with an inquisitive look on his face. He smelled a pungent smell of blood, and then, before his eyes, there was
It's a black...
It was so hot that his whole body felt like it was being burned by fire, and every pore was burned open. In the heat, he felt a little bit of wind pouring into his body. Luo Tian felt that his eyelids were too heavy to lift up, and his whole body felt like
It's like falling into a dark abyss, no, it should be said that it's like falling into a furnace.
The indescribable heat finally converged into a stream of heat. The stream of heat spread upwards along Luo Tian's feet, just like a living creature crawling inside the body. It gave people a creepy feeling as the stream of heat advanced all the way.
Until it reached the lower abdomen, there was a "bang" and disappeared...
Some faint light appeared in front of his eyes. Luo Tian tried his best to open his eyes. Several figures flashed in front of his eyes, and some people were talking.
"It's really weird. I heard from people at the scene that he was knocked away and only slightly injured. This guy is really lucky." A woman's voice rang out.
Another figure lay down and put something cold on his chest: "The heartbeat has returned to normal. Okay, let's go out and let the patient have a good rest."
Patient? Luo Tian's head felt a little groggy. When did he get sick? The surroundings became quiet, the blur in front of his eyes slowly disappeared, everything became clear, white walls, white sheets and quilts, and drops of medicine dripping down.
The sound was so clear. Looking at the needle in his hand, Luo Tian finally had an impression.
He struggled to get up and looked around. This was a three-person ward, but he was the only one living in it at this time. The cold walls looked so permeable that Luo Tian suddenly shivered.
What? A thousand dollars wasted!!
Just when Luo Tian was slumped, he glanced at the drawer next to the hospital bed and opened it by mistake. His eyes suddenly lit up. The eight-treasure bowl was inside, but he was immediately disappointed. Yes, it was already there.
There were piles of fragments, all put in a small transparent plastic bag. His head tightened and he went to get it wordlessly. As soon as his hand touched the fragments, the heat just now came again!!
Luo Tian was so frightened that he hurriedly let go. As soon as he let go, the heat flow disappeared immediately. It was really strange! Luo Tian looked at the fragments and saw that there was something red in the fragments. What happened to the real official porcelain?
There might be this!! Luo Tian lay helplessly on the hospital bed and made a mistake. Instead of picking up the treasure, he picked up an evil thing!! So what could be mixed in the porcelain? This evil thing