Chapter 767: Visiting the ghost market at night!

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Qin Feng felt a little guilty when facing Sansan.

Sansan sat opposite Qin Feng, with a smile on his face.

Qin Feng hurriedly changed the subject and asked: "Sansan, how did you find him?"

Sansan replied: "Intuition."

Qin Feng was shocked and said: "Is it so mysterious? I don't believe it. Have you installed a locator on me?"

Sansan explained: "Actually, it was Xiaoer, who brought me here through his keen sense of smell."

Now, Qin Feng understood everything.

Qin Feng asked: "Where is the waiter?"

Sansan said: "I'm playing in the water outside."

The next second, Qin Feng shouted loudly: "Xiao Er, get out of here."

The husky rushed over and pounced on Qin Feng with the most enthusiastic and full passion.

Dogs like huskies always have clear stupidity in their eyes.

After the husky came into the house, he kept running around the living room and constantly provoking Qin Feng.

Qin Feng couldn't help but complain: "You are so damn capable of hurting me to death."

Immediately afterwards, Erha really made a brutal collision.

Qin Feng exclaimed: "Damn, you are serious."

Sansan said: "Qin Feng, you can take care of Xiaoer in the next few days."

Qin Feng asked in confusion: "Sansan, where are you going?"

Sansan replied: "I should have gone to see my parents during the last Chinese New Year, but now I keep putting it off until May."

Qin Feng said with a smile: "Ah, it turns out you are looking for your parents, I understand."

Sansan asked: "Do you want to come with me?"

Qin Feng replied: "Okay, bring two flowers for your dad."

Sansan said angrily: "My dad doesn't smoke."

Qin Feng said: "The whole two bottles of Wuliangye?"

Sansan shook his head and said, "My dad doesn't drink."

Qin Feng said in surprise: "Then your father is very good. He doesn't smoke or drink, and half of the joy of life is suddenly lost. So what does your father like?"

Sansan thought for a while and said, "He likes antiques. He has collections of porcelain, calligraphy and painting, and bronzes."

Qin Feng said: "Why do the elderly like antiques?"

Sansan said awkwardly: "My dad is only 50, so he can't be considered an elderly person."

Qin Feng said with a smile: "Sorry, I made a mistake, middle-aged man, okay, since your dad likes antiques, I will give him an old object. What time is your flight?"

Sansan said: "Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock."

Qin Feng said: "Okay, when we go to the antique market in the evening, I will take you to pick up leaks."

Sansan smiled and said, "Can you still pick up leaks?"

Qin Feng replied: "Of course, I am also an expert at appraising treasures."

Sansan asked: "Then why do you pick up the leaks?"

Qin Feng said: "Intuition."

Sansan said happily: "Okay, I will accompany you to the antique market this afternoon."

Qin Feng felt relieved when he saw a smile on Sansan's face.

However, the next second, Sansan suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Why did Mr. Cao put his leg on you just now? What were you two doing?"

Qin Feng explained: "Don't get me wrong, Sansan, Jianjia has a headache, so I'm helping her treat it."

Sansan sees through it but doesn’t tell it.

In the afternoon, Sansan drank tea at Jianjia Villa and sat there all afternoon.

Qin Feng took the waiter out for a play and didn't come back until evening.

Jingjing asked: "Where did you go to walk your dog? It took you so long to come back."

Qin Feng replied: "I went to see an old friend."

Jingjing frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

Qin Feng said with a smile: "There is a horse named Dongzi. During the winter, it went to the south. Now it just came back, so I went for a ride."

Sansan took a sip of tea and asked, "Are you just going to ride a horse?"

The waiter immediately whined and barked, seemingly complaining.

Qin Feng couldn't help but glared at the waiter and said, "What are you barking at? Shut up."

Jingjing said coldly: "To be honest, have you renewed your relationship with Zhao Feiyan?"

Qin Feng waved his hand and said: "Haha, do you remember Zhao Feiyan? She happened to be at the racecourse, so we had a few words in simple terms."

Jingjing rolled her eyes and said, "I despise you."

At seven o'clock in the evening, Qin Feng and Sansan left the villa.

Before leaving, Qin Feng said to Jingjing: "Take traditional Chinese medicine once every three days and it will be cured in half a month, but remember not to eat spicy food and stay in a good mood."

Jingjing replied: "Ang, I understand."

Qin Feng added: "By the way, you can also soak in hot springs every day to help relieve the condition."

Jingjing: "Well..."

Later, Qin Feng said to Jianjia: "Mr. Cao, when Jingjing is soaking in the hot spring, remember not to go with her. I'm afraid she will infect you, hahaha."

This sentence completely angered Jingjing, who angrily yelled: "Qin Feng, shut up."

In this way, Qin Feng took the waiter and took the first step.

In the evening, Qin Feng and Sansan were walking on the streets of the city.

Sansan held Qin Feng's arm, enjoying the comfortable happiness.

Soon, the two of them rushed to the antique ghost market.

It's eight o'clock in the evening, and the ghost market is already crowded.

There are a lot of antiques here, and of course, even more fakes.

Most people who come here want to pick up the missing pieces.

Sansan accompanied Qin Feng and said with a smile: "It's so lively here."

Qin Feng said: "Yes, I heard that there are tens of thousands of people here every night. It seems that everyone has a heart to pick up the slack."

Sansan looked at Qin Feng and asked, "It depends on your luck."

Qin Feng said with shame: "What are you talking about? I don't rely on luck, I rely entirely on strength."

Sansan nodded and said, "Watch your performance."

At this time, Qin Feng bent down and touched the waiter's head and said, "Good brother, can you identify treasures?"

The waiter replied: "I disdain these defective products. I remember back then..."

Qin Feng slapped the dog on the head and said, "In one sentence, will you do it?"

Waiter: "No."

Qin Feng said: "If you don't know, just say no. What are you thinking about back then? Don't bite me later, otherwise, if you bite something bad, you won't be able to afford the compensation."

The waiter replied: "No problem."

Sansan watched Qin Feng talking to the waiter, and she was already used to it. She had long been used to it.

In Sansan's view, this is Qin Feng's unique way of getting along with Xiaoer.

Then, Qin Feng and Sansan officially entered the ghost market.

A huge ghost market with all kinds of treasures.

Blue and white porcelain, Jun kiln, bronze swords, etc.

Suddenly, Qin Feng discovered something that shocked his world.

Qin Feng stopped in front of a stall and couldn't help but said: "Damn, why is there a terracotta warrior holding a Gatling?"

The old man setting up the stall said, "This is an old thing."

Qin Feng asked with a smile: "Uncle, how much does this thing cost?"

The uncle replied: "900."

Qin Feng said: "900 is too expensive."

The uncle said: "This is an old thing. Have you ever heard of Qin Shihuang? Terracotta Warriors and Horses."

Qin Feng said awkwardly: "But why are these terracotta warriors still holding fully automatic weapons? Gatling."

The uncle said vaguely: "Each terracotta warrior has a different physique. Do you want it? Nine hundred yuan. If you want, take it. It's the last one."

Qin Feng said with a smile: "Uncle, I sincerely want it. You don't want nine hundred yuan, just add two zeros. Can't you get out nine yuan?"

Uncle: "Deal."

Qin Feng thought to himself: Damn it, I lost again.

"On the first day of August, I wish everyone good luck throughout the month!"