Most of the people strolling around here are contestants from Panjiayuan.
Everywhere you look, there are familiar faces.
Lin Zhaoxi stood in the middle of the ghost street, guarding a stall.
In her hands, she was holding two plastic bags, presumably they were her trophies tonight.
Two plastic bags means that they contain at least two items.
Lin Zhaoxi gained a lot tonight.
Judging from Lin Chaoxi's expression, we could tell that there must be at least one good thing in the stall at his feet.
Coincidentally, next to Lin Zhaoxi, stood the green and frightened Xiao Beibi.
To be honest, I don’t understand Xiao Beibi’s treasure appraisal skills.
As expected, Xiao Beibi's level is still a little bit high. After all, her strongest point in the challenge she gave me was finding objects.
She is the great-great-grandson of Bei Shuai and the mean-spirited god-granddaughter. She should not be too bad at appraising treasures.
Xiao Beibi is carrying a small 18-inch suitcase in his hand!
Louis Vuitton!
Nearly 90% new!
Authentic!
The labor cost is 98,000 yuan, and the purchase price in second-hand boutiques will not be less than 60,000 yuan.
This suitcase alone can guarantee Xiao Beibi to enter the top ten.
If there are still items in the suitcase, then Xiao Beibi will definitely be in the top five.
The two girls stood in front of the stall, one on the left and the other on the right. They seemed to be angry, but also seemed to have a tacit understanding and waited for the other party to get out.
That booth was exactly due east, today’s standard position for the God of Wealth.
I just glanced at Xiao Beibi and Lin Zhaoxi, then lowered my eyes and pushed the bicycle into the crowd.
From the Friendship Hotel to Panjiayuan and back here, all my energy has been exhausted.
I no longer have the energy to replicate Panjiayuan's high-speed computing capabilities, so I can only visit one stall after another.
After walking less than twenty meters, I bumped into the old scholar Ding Miao unexpectedly.
When he first saw me, the old scholar turned around and ran away without saying a word as if he had seen a ghost.
If it weren't for the invigilator and supervisor beside me, I would definitely look like an old scholar.
After walking another three meters, I saw a group of people standing behind the stall again.
Guard Huang Shengyang, Pansong Liu Yuxi, and Dahuangyuan Jiacheng in the south.
The three *** were all wearing cycling clothes with long down jackets on top.
One conclusion can be drawn from the calm expressions on the three of them and the few bags they held in their hands.
Full of catches!
It's just that the three *** are standing in a very weird position. When chatting, their eyes will inadvertently glance in the same direction.
There is no doubt that the three *** are also guarding one thing.
This thing is definitely a high-end item related to everyone's destiny.
And it’s still the best among high-end products!
The next second, Yuan Jiacheng saw me first and immediately touched Huang Shengyang with his feet.
Huang Shengyang glanced at me casually, and when he saw my messy appearance, Huo Lun's eyes revealed a hint of doubt, but then a trace of ridicule appeared. He placed his right hand lightly on his lower abdomen and threw out a series of sign language.
"444, you don't even let go of the chicken coop or the doghouse?"
I responded coldly with a murderous and arsonist look. Huang Shengyang showed contempt. He covered his handsome face with a scarf and waved his right hand in sign language: "Buy some steamed buns and go back to your chicken coop. You have nothing to do here."
"There are only two good things in the whole big willow tree. None of them are your share."
I didn't have the mood or energy to chat with Huang Shengyang in sign language, so my eyes fell on the stall on the left.
At first glance, I saw one thing.
That thing was placed within easy reach on the right hand side of the stall owner.
Anyone who has practiced selling stalls and visited ghost markets knows that stall owners like to place their most valuable items in the nearest place.
Seeing that object, I finally understood what Huang Shengyang meant.
This is a sweet white glaze monk's hat pot!
The monk's hat pot is made of Shenzhou porcelain
One of the most unique and unique pieces of porcelain in history.
The shape of the vessel is round neck, bulging belly, and round feet. There is a crank handle between the mouth and the shoulder, and there is a flow opposite the handle.
The most special thing is her top cover.
Like a six-petaled monk's hat!
This monk's hat pot is less than one foot tall and has a regular shape. Although it looks a bit strange at first glance, it does not affect its extraordinary charm at all.
Even if this thing is placed on that messy stall, even in this noisy ghost market, even if the dim and messy lights are scattered, it can't cover up her grace and brilliance.
It felt like Princess Wencheng, dressed in Tang Dynasty costumes, standing quietly among a group of wild people, looking extraordinary.
In fact, in my eyes, this sweet white glazed monk's hat pot is just like the holy Mount Kailash, standing among the vast mountains and looking proudly at the sky.
From three meters away, I can clearly feel the powerful shock this pot brings to me.
There is also a halo of light shining on the body of the pot, just like the scorching midsummer sun I saw when I climbed out of the Jinhe Cliff Cave for the first time.
Dazzling and breathtaking.
Extremely beautiful!
How could this thing appear here?
Could it be a fascination array deliberately set up by the competition committee?
Or is it a super luxurious gift prepared by other units for their own players?
Or...
"Yongle. Official kiln. Sweet white glaze."
"The monk's hat pot!"
"There are only four of them left in the world."
Saying this silently in my mind, I walked straight to the stall.
Snap!
The spring of the 28-bar bracket exploded with a muffled sound like a thunder cannon.
In an instant, countless scorching eyes shot from all directions, all hitting me.
The Yongle official kiln monk's hat pot is a genuine first-class national treasure and cannot be escaped.
There is no way that a top national treasure with a starting price of five million yuan would appear in this ghost market on the winter solstice for no reason.
According to probability calculations, in the current environment of universal collection in China, this probability is infinitely close to zero.
Either the competition committee cheated, or other units cheated.
However, the facts gave me a severe blow.
When I scanned all the utensils on the stall and looked at the stall owner, I was severely slapped in the face by my own inference.
The stall owner didn't even know that this monk's hat teapot belonged to Yongle.
Because the stall owner is a land shoveling dealer with long experience in the battlefield.
A second-rate dealer like him has one most fatal flaw.
That is experience and vision.
A second-tier businessman who shovels land has been working alone since the day he entered the industry. No matter how hard he works, without the guidance of famous teachers, his experience and vision will never improve.
