Chapter 1342 Fake Yan Zhenqing Manuscript 2
Naturally, Pei Yi'an and Fang Tang didn't know what happened between Director Zhang and Zhou Zhiping.
The two of them walked on the street, looking up and down and left and right at the specialty shops in the flea market.
Among these shops, there are not only jewelry shops that sell jade and jade, but also professional shops that specialize in playing with stones. There are some handicrafts with the flavor of the times and pendants and accessories of ethnic minorities.
This flea market exudes an atmosphere of time from beginning to end. Each store can see their own different cultural atmosphere.
Fang Tang and Pei Yi'an walked slowly on this street. When they slowed down, Fang Tang did not forget to ask the people on the street about the regional routes of the flea market and the distribution of street shops. This flea market Probably because it took a long time to build, some facilities are not as good as those in newly built blocks.
"Sister 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 streets of Antique Street. There are people setting up street vendors there. They may be able to find the antiques we want. !" This was the first time I came to such an antique street. When I saw the customers walking through the shops asking about the prices of various antiques, the young man felt excited.
Antiques have always been tall and mysterious in people's minds. The most important thing is that they sound valuable.
Although Fang Tang doesn't pay much attention to antiques and antiques because of his age, he also has a yearning for these things like everyone else.
"The old aunt told me that most of the things in the store here are not cheap. We definitely can't afford these antiques with the money we have. What's more, the address written on the clue card given to us by the program crew is also from the future. Street, let's go directly to the back street. The three groups in front must have passed by now. Their mission is the same as ours, which is to pick up things... If we go late, we won't be able to pick up anything. What should I do when I get there?”
Attracted by the customers in the antique shop, Fang Tang felt a little excited and wanted to rush to the back streets.
Pei Yi'an was amused by the young man's words. She did not intend to reveal the script arranged for them in front of the camera. Since the program team had already arranged people in the backstreets, they gave each of their teams 5,000 yuan. .
This means that the items arranged by the other party for these guests must be more than 2,500 each. Even if there is a team that can find all these collections, after I buy one for each group, I am afraid that there will be no more. Money to buy a second one.
Therefore, it doesn't matter whether you go early or 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 Yi'an was about to nod and agree, a violent quarrel suddenly broke out in a shop in front. Among the sounds of the violent quarrel, there were not only the angry shouts of men, but also the cries of women.
"What a shame! What a shame! How can your store deceive customers? It was promised that Yan Zhenqing's manuscript cost our old man a total of 8 million to buy, but it turned out to be a fake! How can you deceive people like this? !”
In a shop not far away, an old lady with gray hair holding a cane in her hand was driven out of the shop. The other person was holding a dusty and yellowed book in her hand.