Chapter 262：

The corners of Qiao Yian's mouth were slightly hooked, and he didn't care about the crowd's congestion. When could it be easier than finding something glowing in this dark environment?

Although the flashlight in the hands of buyers who come to shop for things will affect the judgment of Qiao Yi'an's vision, as long as the antique can reach a certain age, the light of the antique can completely overshadow the light from the flashlight and float above the light. The anger will become the best indicator of that antique.

But sometimes Qiao Yi'an thinks beautifully, but in fact it is far more cruel than she thinks. According to Qiao Yi'an's idea, she only needs to stand in the middle of the street and walk all the way, and scan the surrounding stalls from the beginning to the end. You must be able to find something suitable, after all, this ghost city. Unexpectedly, the crowded crowd almost completely covered up the goods on the entire stall, forming a wall of people. Where can a halo of more than ten centimeters penetrate this wall of people?

Even if it is something from Xia Shangzhou, I am afraid it will not work!

If the year is smaller, for example, the five or six centimeters of the Qing Dynasty objects can never exceed the halo of ten centimeters, and they are buried in it, and there is no trace of it. to the flashing halo on the stall.

Qiao Yian, who discovered this problem, couldn't help frowning. She had to find so many stalls and so many people. When will she find the right thing?

The ten thousand dollars is not a lot, but it is not too much.

It is still very difficult to buy the most valuable things with the least money in the hands of these savvy stall owners who have been in the antique street all the year round. At least she had to visit the whole antique market.

It didn't take too long for her to be reborn. In addition to her pregnancy, for the healthy growth of her two children, Qiao Yian had never been to such a morning market. Looking at the crowd chatting in a low voice, Qiao Yian also I vaguely felt the low-pressure and tense atmosphere around me that was different from the daytime.

His eyes wandered slightly, Qiao Yian thought for a while, and decided to drill into the most crowded booth against the crowd.

Unlike her, most of the people who often turn around in the ghost market are experienced connoisseurs, and it is right to follow their pace.

After all, if the things on the stall owner's booth are good, there will be more customers.

As for stalls with fewer people...

That's even better, just use the ability to sweep over it, and you can see the situation of the entire booth clearly.

Qiao Yian made up his mind, glanced around, and pinpointed the booth on the left with the most crowded people. Relying on his small body and strong strength, he put the cloth bag given by Old Man Wu on his chest and drilled into the crowd. There are many thieves these days, and she is also afraid that if there is a problem with the money in her hand, she will look back and see Old Man Wu again.

"Ouch! Who squeezed me, don't squeeze in!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait until I finish reading it!"

With the bursts of exclamations in the crowd, Qiao Yian had already got into the front position in the booth, his mental strength was concentrated, his abilities slowly attached to his eyeballs, and a cool breath climbed upwards. Covering the entire eyeball, the world in Qiao Yian's eyes became clearer.

She took out a flashlight and pretended to pick an item to observe, but her eyes were on this booth and other things!

At a glance, Qiao Yi'an frowned. There were more than two hundred items in this stall owner's booth, but there were only two copper coins in the halo!