Chapter 2201 Huibao Pavilion

Chapter 2201 Huibao Pavilion

The antique stalls are more elegant and less impatient than the stall holders.

Most of the stall owners were there with their eyes closed, or sitting in front of their stalls, doing their own thing. It is rare to see shouting.

Only when the customer has selected his or her own items, will the bargaining proceed slowly and leisurely.

In the antique industry, there is a saying that if you don’t open for three years, you will need to wait for three years if you open. Although these vendors can't make so much money from their products, they really don't care about the choices of one or two customers.

Most of the noise is caused by the customers themselves.

"There are a lot of foreigners here."

The capital is an international metropolis, and foreigners of all skin colors are not uncommon. What is rare is that they are rarely seen together.

But here, you can easily find that foreigners in twos and threes are either asking for advice and bargaining with the vendors in poor language, or choosing the price they like in the company of a translator, or even simply taking the price. Give out handfuls of banknotes, let the vendors take them from your hands, and then exchange them for what you like.

"Haha, these barbarians, the things handed down from their own country's history and civilization are not worth mentioning. When they see the exquisite antiques from our country, of course they can't help but spend money to buy them."

Uncle Li's words were full of a sense of superiority.

It's no wonder that only one of the four ancient historical and civilized countries has been completely preserved. This civilizational heritage cannot be compared with other countries.

"Selecting jade, does uncle know where there is a good place?"

Ling Feng glanced at it. He still had some eyesight. He could tell at a glance that most of the stalls were fakes, which could even be called inferior fakes. Occasionally, one or two items were very exquisite and detailed. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a high imitation of modern manufacturing, which made Ling Feng shake his head repeatedly.

If you want to find really good things out there, most people really don't have such a discerning eye.

Uncle Li looked at these small stalls with some eagerness, and finally withdrew his gaze reluctantly: "This brat doesn't know how to prepare some cash for me. If he wants to buy something, he can only go to the shops inside. As for jade, there are 100 in front. There is a shop in Mi, and there is a master jade master in charge. If the young master wants to carve something, he can also entrust it to them. "

"Let's go take a look."

After pulling Uncle Li, who couldn't move for a long time, and squeezing through the somewhat crowded crowd, he also had to take care of Xiao Linlin in his arms. When Ling Feng arrived at the door of the store, there were already beads of sweat on his face.

The three gilded characters "Huibao Pavilion" appeared in Lingfeng's eyes. They were simple and majestic, and the atmosphere was solemn. As soon as they saw this plaque, people's hearts could not help but rise. Yes, this store must have the illusion of being a treasure.

"Are these three characters good? It is said to be written by a famous calligrapher. There are fewer and fewer calligraphers like this. Today's young people have become increasingly impatient to read the things left by their ancestors. Study into it.”

Seeing Ling Feng notice this plaque, Uncle Li said with some regret, looking extremely emotional.

Ling Feng was a little dumbfounded. His uncle usually seemed old-fashioned and stubborn, but he didn't expect that when he saw these things that were even remotely related to antiques, he immediately became like a child. Ling Feng even had some doubts. He should not have chosen the path of ancient warrior, but should have chosen the antique industry.

"Lao Yan, we have a guest and we haven't served tea yet!"

As soon as Uncle Li entered the door, he said loudly, looking very familiar with the owner here.

There were a few scattered guests here, and a gray-haired old man was leading an apprentice, vividly introducing a celadon vase in his hand.

Seeing Uncle Li, he bowed his hands to several guests and expressed his humility, then said angrily: "Old Li, there is no tea. Do you want some boiled water?"

His eyes glanced at Ling Feng and Xiao Linlin, and he nodded a little reservedly: "The little girl is very cute. Lao Li, if you want to drink tea, go and pour it yourself."

He said and walked towards the inner room.

Ling Feng was a little confused: "Uncle Master, he just left like this?"

This businessman is too awesome, right?

Uncle Li obviously didn't come here just once or twice. He dug out tea leaves in a rather hidden place, brewed them, brewed them, and then took a sip: "This old guy still enjoys it. Don't worry, he I'll be back soon. The same principle applies to buying jade and antiques. Only by being patient can you choose truly good items."

Ling Feng heard that it made sense at first, but when he thought of Li Hu's evaluation of his old man, he immediately looked at Master Li with suspicion.

"Ahem...Old Li, are you showing off your knowledge of antiques to young people again? Let me tell you, within ten years at least, you should stop watching and buying, and listen and watch more. Otherwise, how could you be so good? When do you need more eye contact? Come here, little girl, I’ll give you this bottle of juice. I’m sure the little girl won’t want to drink tea.”

The old man surnamed Yan came out of the inner room, holding a bottle of juice in his hand.

Ling Feng immediately became wary of this old man named Yan. He always liked to speculate on others with the most malicious thoughts. This Lao Yan is so good at being a good person. If he accepts a bottle of juice, Ling Feng will be embarrassed to bargain when discussing the sale.

This deal is really worth it.

Of course, it is also possible that Ling Feng judged others by his own standards. What if Old Yan's real inner thoughts were just like what he said?

Ling Feng felt that the possibility was not high. The store of Huibao Pavilion was so big, and the owner was an expert in business.

Little Linlin probably saw her father's thoughts, and hugged Ling Feng's neck without giving him any face, and didn't look at Old Yan.

"Hehe, my daughter is too young and a little shy. Thank you, old man. Linlin, thank you grandpa."

Ling Feng said politely and took the juice.

If you don't take advantage of it, you are a bastard, even if it's just a few dollars of juice.

"Thank you grandpa." Linlin's voice was as small as a mosquito, and probably only Ling Feng could hear it.

Old Yan didn't mind at all. He sat next to Uncle Li, picked up the tea that Uncle Li had brewed without hesitation, and drank a sip happily.

"You old Yan..." Uncle Li blew his beard and glared, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Old Yan glanced at Master Li and said, "Hey, you found all the good tea leaves I hid so carefully. Of course I have to drink the first cup first."

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