Chapter 581

The small vendors here are too real.

Zeng Xubai took out a handkerchief and wiped her face and hands clean.

"Do you like this?"

Liu Liang pointed to the vase he had just held.

"Well," Zeng Xu nodded, "it should be from the Song Dynasty. The color is very bright. What is preserved is intact and can be collected."

As soon as he finished, Liu Liang ran away with the vase in her arms. Zeng Xu still held a handkerchief in her hand. I'm afraid it's all covered now.

He hurriedly followed up and saw Liu Liang take out the money from her bag and put it on the table. Then he signed his name on a piece of paper and shook the key of the Magnolia wrapped around her wrist.

Her move

Zeng Xu really didn't expect that Liu Liang's action would be so fast. It's no wonder that she is a regular guest. She has saved a warehouse of antiques for her own.

Liu Liang turned back, made an OK gesture to him, and then ran over.

"Let's keep picking."

This is the first thing. Their task still has a heavy burden and a long way to go. As for those selected in Zeng's narration, she won't ask whether they are true or false. Sometimes the bet is to need this heartbeat. Just like their own life, both good and bad should be walked by their own legs.

However, she obviously underestimated Zeng's narration. His eyesight was not trained in vain. He always had a winning ticket in the gambling arena, and he was not bad in antiques.

Nine times out of ten, everything is genuine.

After this one, they went to another.

As Liu Liang said, it is impossible for one person to finish the opening of hundreds of stores here at the same time. In particular, it is to buy antiques, not Chinese cabbage. Buy as you say and take as you say.

It takes a process, even a long process.

From selection to identification, it takes a long time to figure out, especially those with mixed authenticity. As for a real antique lover, it can be said to be a process of enjoyment, like those who flock to buy several good things in it?

Because I don't understand, it may be more difficult to make a decision.

Liu Liang walked happily under those shelves. She didn't want to pick cabbage when she chose antiques. She wanted everything she saw, such as large vase furnishings. That's her destination this time. She had picked a lot of small ones in the past two times, but it was because the large ones were difficult to carry, so she brought one or two at most in the first two times, and many more, She kept it in her mind and kept reading it.

This time, most of them came for those kinds. Fortunately, most of them were not sold, but they were still in place, waiting for their owners.

Most of the things that Liu Liang liked and didn't sell were brought into her pocket by her. After she paid the deposit, Liu Liang's heart hung all the time and finally settled down.

"Finished?"

Zeng confessed that Liu Liang lost her excitement. Instead, she looked here and there, but bought less. She knew that almost everything she wanted to buy was in her hands.

"The last two choices were all in hand."

Liu Liang raised her wrist and looked at the time. The dark street began in the early morning and ended at six.

It's only about two o'clock now. They still have four hours. It's not urgent. This will be the last chance. She will never give up until six o'clock. Although those things have reached her hand, she won't be satisfied at all.

She's just at half-time now.

"Let's continue," she whispered to Zeng Xubai. She began to search the shelves again. Not every shop went in. When they saw what was suitable, they would stay longer. If it wasn't suitable, they wouldn't buy it.

But even if they are so fast, they can only run ten, and there are more than 100. If they come ten times, they may be able to finish it. It's a pity that they don't have a chance in the future.

This is why Liu Liang is so tangled and laments that there is not enough time.

She still has a lot of things that she hasn't walked through, seen and bought, and maybe there will be some treasures that are buried in a small shop, ignored, ignored and dusted.

It's just, there's really no time.

"Go and play by yourself."

Zeng Xu tied the hair in her ear, "I want to see more here."

He saw that Liu Liang's method of picking antiques was very special. She didn't like it for a long time than him. Therefore, she played well by herself.

Liu Liang thought for a moment, then nodded. She wanted to go more and come back later. Well, she stopped by to eat some good things, and she would never admit it. In fact, she was slandered.

When she came out, she was not surprised. She went straight to those small stalls. After buying some food, she strolled one by one, and the speed of shopping was obviously much faster.

Whether these shops are true or false, not more or less, what comes to her hands must be genuine. What she prefers to go to is the shop with fewer people, so that she can give full play to her aesthetics rather than being secretly ridiculed.

Maybe they all thought that she was joking when she bought these. After all, no one bought antiques. They just hugged one and gave it money when they touched it. They didn't even bargain, so they bought it.

Without a magnifying glass and professional research, she has met several waves of such people. If she accepts those sincere suggestions, she will return to others with courtesy, and she wants to beat those who know at a glance that they have nothing to do.

The road is facing the sky, each side.

With so much time, I might as well look more. I don't have a chance to see what she does in the future?

Like now, when she buys her things and turns her eyes at her, is there a problem with her eyes?

She happened to have a fancy for a large floor vase. It was genuine, and it was as old as Tuo mud, and a lot of ash fell on it. I think it was because of the long time and ash accumulation, so it was covered with dust and lost its original color. Finally, it was dropped in the corner and looked down upon by people.

Don't worry.

Liu Liang touched the big vase, which was so tall that it was good. After it was cleaned, she gave it to grandpa as a birthday gift. Coincidentally, it was going to Grandpa's birthday. She was worried about what gift to give?

Grandpa already has a set of pots, and it's boring to send more pots, so he sent a big vase to decorate his appearance at home.

Originally, she found a birthday present for Grandpa. She was very happy. As long as no one was in her ear, it would be as noisy as a fly. She thought she might be happier.