If the group of grave robbers were not caught for a minute, Huang Deguang would have a hard time sleeping and eating.
He didn't know how many tombs would be located and how many were stolen in one minute.
"Er Go now? " Qin Luo asked.
"Sooner rather than later, let's go now."
"Well All right Looking at Huang Deguang's serious expression, Qin Luo nodded.
"I'll contact the car right away." Speaking, Li Shaolin took out his mobile phone from his pocket
A few minutes later, a black Mercedes Benz stopped at the door of the hotel.
After several people boarded the car, the car quickly drove towards pan jiayuan'er.
Panjiayuan second-hand goods market is located in the southwest of Panjiayuan Bridge, Yanjing East Third Ring Road South, covering an area of about 48500 square meters.
The market is divided into six business areas, namely, the stall area, the ancient building area, the classical furniture area, the modern collection area, the stone carving area, and the catering service area.
Every year, there are countless antique jades here, with a turnover of several billion yuan.
There are more than 4000 business operators in the market, and nearly 10000 people are engaged in business, of which 60% of the operators are from Yanjing accident.
Because of its complicated social relations, it has become an ideal place for tomb robbers to cancel accounts.
Perhaps because of the traffic congestion in Yanjing, the car drove for nearly an hour before it stopped at the gate of Panjiayuan.
Qin Luo and Huang Deguang and others get off and enter Panjiayuan.
In the eyes, it is a crowd.
People from all over the country are talking in different accents.
The whole Panjiayuan is very lively. You can even see many foreigners with blonde hair and blue eyes. The owners of those stalls are spitting and boasting about their products.
Even Qin Luo finds it difficult to find several grave robbers in such a crowded market.
"Mr. Huang, I'm afraid it's a little difficult?"
"It's hard to find it." With that, Huang Deguang went to the stream of people in front of him.
Judging from his posture, pan jiayuan'er is turned upside down.
emmmm…… I didn't say no, I was just wondering if there was a simple way.
Catching up with Huang Deguang, Qin Luo quickly asked, "Mr. Huang, wait a minute. Do you have any acquaintances in pan jiayuan'er, or we'll ask our acquaintances first."
Huang Deguang stepped forward, thought seriously for a moment, and then said, "in fact, I think so too..."
Wtf?
Mr. Huang, are you sure you think so? Why didn't I see that?
A deep look at Huang Deguang, Qin Luo's mouth can not help but smoke.
As an expert in bronze identification at the Palace Museum, Huang Deguang still has some fame in panjiayuan'er.
Along the way, the stall owners constantly greet Huang Deguang: "Oh, Mr. Huang, how can you come here when you have time? Come and have a look at the Xuande stove I just collected. Do you always give me the palm of your hand?"
"Don't listen to Lao Zhou's nonsense. If it's really Xuande stove, he can still fall into his hands. Huang Lao comes to see my Fangkou copper tripod of Qing Dynasty..."
“……”
Everyone took out the treasures from the stall and wanted to invite Huang Deguang to have a look.
To be honest, although they have some experience in antiques identification, they are still not as good as Huang Deguang, a top appraiser who is in contact with national treasures handed down from time to time.
Hearing the public's words, Huang Deguang stood at his feet and said with a smile, "then I'll have a look?"