Chapter 1342： The fake Yan Zhenqing manuscript 2

Pei Yian and Fang Tang naturally didn't know what happened to Director Zhang and Zhou Zhiping.

The two of them walked on the street, looking up and down, left and right, looking at the characteristic shops in these flea markets.

Among these shops, there are not only jewelry shops selling jadeite and jade, but also professional shops specializing in stone play, some handicrafts with the flavor of the times, and pendant accessories of ethnic minorities.

From beginning to end, this flea market exudes an air of years. Each store can see their own different cultural atmosphere.

Fang Tang and Pei Yian walked slowly on this street. When they slowed down, Fang Tang did not forget to ask the crowd on the street, asking them about the regional route of the flea market and the distribution of street shops. This flea market It is about a long time to build, and some facilities are not as good as those newly built blocks.

"Sister Yi'an, the old aunt next to me just now told me that if we want to hunt for treasures, we can go to the back street of Antique Street, where there are all street vendors, and they may be able to find the antiques we want. It was the first time I came to such an antique street, and when I saw the customers on the street who were walking through the shops asking about the prices of various antiques, the young man was very excited.

Antiquities such as literary play have always been tall and mysterious in people's hearts, and the most important thing is that they are worthwhile when they sound.

Although Fang Tang did not pay attention to things like cultural and antiques because of his age, he also had a yearning for these things like everyone else.

"The old aunt told me that most of the things in the store in front of us are not cheap, and the money on both of us will definitely not be able to buy these antiques, not to mention that the address written on the clue card given to us by the program team is also in the back. Street, let's go directly to the back street. The first three groups must have passed by now. They have the same task as us, they are all picking up leaks... If we go late, we will not be able to pick up anything. What should we do when we get there?"

Attracted by the customers in the antique shop, Fang Tang was a little more enthusiastic and wanted to hurry to the back street.

Pei Yian was amused by the young man's words, and she didn't plan to expose the script arranged for them by the program team in front of the camera. Since the program team had already arranged people in the backstreet, they gave each of them 5,000 yuan. .

This means that the price of each item arranged by the other party for these guests must be more than 2,500. Even if a team can find all these collections, but after I buy one for each group, I am afraid there will be no more. Money to buy a second one.

Therefore, it is the same whether you go early or go late. In the end, as long as you can find something according to the clue card, you will definitely be able to find it.

However……

Just when Pei Yian was about to nod and agree, when he said yes, a violent quarrel suddenly broke out in a shop in front. Among the voices of the violent quarrel, there were not only the angry shouts of men, but also the cries of women.

"You lose your conscience! You lose your conscience! How can your store deceive customers? It's a good idea to say that the manuscript of Yan Zhenqing, which cost our old man a full 8 million to buy, is actually a fake! How can you deceive people like this? !!"

In a store not far away, an old lady with gray hair holding a cane in her hand was kicked out of the store. The other party held a gray and yellowed book in her hand.