Chapter 17

The three soon arrived at the largest antique market in Yingcheng. It was a park next to the old city. There were all kinds of antique stalls under the trees in the park. It was really diverse.

Guan Lang got off first and walked towards the nearest antique stall under the guidance of Jing ran.

Xiao Yang followed behind them. Looking at Guan Lang's appearance, he couldn't help getting angry.

Just after walking a few steps, a small stone appeared at Xiao Yang's feet, which was round and not slippery.

Xiao Yang had an idea and kicked out at the right time.

The pebble rolled out and fell under Guan Lang's feet.

So, as expected, Guan Lang slipped under his feet, twisted his body a few times, and finally sat down on the ground.

"Oh!" the floor of the park was covered with lines. Guan Lang sat down on his ass and really fell seven meat and eight vegetables. His ass hurt for a while.

Jing ran was startled and hurried up to help.

Xiao Yang ran over and stopped Jing ran: "Jing ran, you have little strength. Come on, I'll help you."

As he spoke, he pulled up Guan Lang, who was sitting on the ground, with an undisguised look of ridicule on his face.

Guan Lang didn't know it was the boy who did it. He just thought he was careless when he walked. He couldn't help getting blue and white on his face. He was not embarrassed.

Jing ran quickly turned off the topic and invited Guan Lang to enjoy the antique jade on the stall.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Guan Lang coughed, looked like an expert and said, "in my opinion, there are really not many of these things."

Jing ran said wisely, "however, with the eyes of boss Guan, it will certainly help me find the real thing."

Guan Lang nodded and said with a smile, "that's, that's, Miss Jingran can rest assured with me."

Then Guan Lang went ahead and looked at the antique stalls one by one.

Xiao Yang followed them and couldn't talk at all.

If you want to compete for boxing and firearms, Xiao Yang is not afraid of anyone, but when it comes to these antique jade articles, Xiao Yang is completely confused.

Jing ran accompanied Guan Lang behind him and looked at those antique jade articles with a serious look.

Only two people looked all the way, and none of them took a fancy to it.

Suddenly, Guan Lang's eyes lit up and went straight to a small stall under a tall pine tree.

Xiao Yang was curious and hurried to follow him.

Under the big pine tree, a young man spread a five foot square rag, on which a pile of antique jade articles were safely placed.

Guan Lang went up, picked up a celadon vase and watched it carefully.

Xiao Yang also picked up a simple jade card from the stall and looked at it carefully.

As soon as this jade plate was started, it felt that the jade was round and unusual.

Moreover, on his right hand, a faint red light lit up, and then all the information about the jade card miraculously appeared in his mind.

"Phoenix and Phoenix jade plate, Han Dynasty..." Xiao Yang unconsciously read out the information about the jade plate in his mind.

Guan Lang looked at Xiao Yang disdainfully and said, "just you, know a fart!"

Xiao Yang immediately woke up from his surprise. Although he was surprised, he hated others to scold him. At the moment, the corner of his mouth moved and a wicked smile hung on his face.

Xiao Yang buckled a piece of bark from the huge pine tree, and then ejected it quickly when people were not prepared.

The bark hit Guan Lang's right hand accurately.

You know, Xiao Yang's finger power is specially trained and has great power.

Sure enough, as expected, Guan Lang let out a painful cry of "ah ah" again.

The key is that his right hand hurts, and when he instinctively shrinks, the celadon vase in his hand falls to the ground and smashes.

The young man selling antiques drank, jumped up in an instant, and pulled Guan Lang's collar: "that's blue and white porcelain from the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty. You have to pay, you have to pay!"

Guan Lang was completely stunned. He looked at his hands and the shattered blue and white porcelain on the ground. He couldn't say a word for a long time.

Jing ran was also surprised. He hurried forward to persuade him to make peace.

The antique market, which was already very noisy, suddenly became more heated and noisy, and the people around it suddenly surrounded it.

"We must pay for the blue and white porcelain of the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty, at least 3.5 million, not a Penny Less!" the vendor bit the price to death and refused to let it go.

Looking at the debris on the ground, Guan Lang's forehead had already burst out a layer of cold sweat.

Things had been damaged. Although the vendor's asking price was really outrageous, Guan Lang had to bite his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

But 3.5 million is really not a small amount. Let alone Guan Lang doesn't have so much cash. Even if he has, it's a burst of flesh pain to ask him to take out and buy this broken vase.

Seeing it go on like this, it must be endless. Jing ran frowned gently together.

But then, Jingran thought of a man. She looked up at Xiao Yang's direction.

Xiao Yang was afraid that the world would not be chaotic at the moment. He stood aside and looked at the excitement with a smile, but when he saw Jingran's help, his heart was soft and strode out.