After about twenty minutes, he came to the antique street, stopped the car, and wandered around without any purpose.

"Brother, come and have a look. I just collected it from the countryside."

A stall owner looked at Tang Luo and shouted loudly.

Tang Luo opened his perspective eyes, glanced over the stall, curled his lips, fuck, I dared to talk nonsense, it was all rags, none of them were real.

He ignored the stall owner and continued to walk forward.

There were more and more stalls on both sides, and the shouts were getting louder and louder.

Tang Luo slowed down and looked around.

What disappointed him was that there were too many rags, and there was really nothing.

After walking for a few minutes, he stopped in front of a not-so-small stall.

"Friend, this is an ancient inkstone I took back from the countryside, look?"

The stall owner looked at Tang Luo and immediately introduced.

"You keep it for yourself."

Tang Luo said lightly, he was not fooled at all.

“…”

The stall owner was a little speechless.

"Is there anything else besides these?"

Tang Luo looked around and asked.

"Friends, none of these are eye-catching?"

"Um."

Tang Luo nodded.

"Friend, I didn't come to the antique street often before, did you?"

The stall owner looked at Tang Luo for a few glances and asked.

"What, you have to be a regular customer here?"

Tang Luo raised his eyebrows.

"No, no."

The stall owner shook his head, looked around and then took a bag from behind and took out the things inside.

"Friend, do you see if these are satisfied?"

One by one, there were about five or six pieces on the stall, with some mud on it, as if it had just been dug out from the ground.

However, Tang Luo would not think that it was a treasure dug out from the ground just because of this.

Last time, Lin Yiming introduced to him that many vendors would deliberately bury fakes into the ground, dip them out and sell them after being dipped in the soil.

"Friends, these are all treasures. You look like you are a sensible person, so I took them out for you to show them."

The stall owner was talking to Tang Luo while looking around vigilantly.

Tang Luo took the stall owner's movements into his eyes, picked up a small pottery bowl, opened his perspective, and looked at it.

What surprised him was that although he had no spiritual energy, the materials from the inside out were the same, not the kind that was deliberately made old!

In other words, this pottery bowl is really an antique, but it has no spiritual energy.

After all, only a small number of antiques with aura are: either a very old age or a famous artist!

"Friend, how about it?"

The stall owner asked.

"Yeah, I'll take a look."

Tang Luo felt that he had been here and should be considered an old bird. He calmly put down the pottery bowl and picked up another jade cicada.

The jade cicada is blood-red, as if dyed red by blood, and is very beautiful.

Tang Luo glanced with his perspective eyes and there was red mist condensed on it, which was very rich.

"Friend, this jade cicada is very good. I have been setting up a stall here for more than ten years and have never seen such a good-looking jade cicada! If I hadn't seen my friend, you are a person who knows the goods, I wouldn't have taken it out."

The stall owner said to Tang Luo.

"Well, how much?"

Tang Luo nodded and asked faintly.

"Hundreds of thousands!"

The stall owner opened his mouth and said.

"Ha, ten thousand!"

Tang Luo smiled and quoted his price.

"What? Ten thousand?"

The stall owner widened his eyes and said that the knife was too fierce!

"Boss, is this jade cicada in the mouth of a dead person?"

Tang Luo looked at the stall owner and asked.

"This...yes, jade is stuck in the nine orifices, and most of the jade cicadas are in their mouths! But my friend, this is not ordinary jade, it is very similar to the legendary natural blood jade!"

The stall owner hesitated and said.

When Tang Luo heard the stall owner's words, he could see that the jade itself was blood-red.

"What blood jade is just blood that penetrates into the jade. Don't think I'm a rookie."

Tang Luo curled his lips.

"This jade cicada costs up to 20,000 yuan. If you sell it, you will sell it. If you don't sell it, you will lose it!"

"You look at the others first, I'll think about it."

The stall owner thought for a while and said.

"good."

Tang Luo looked at several other items, all of which were genuine.

Thinking of the stall owner's reaction just now, he became more sure of his guess.

"Friend, how about it?"

"I want all eighty thousand."

Tang Luo said to the stall owner.

"What? Eighty thousand? No, the price is too low!"

The stall owner waved his hand.

"Boss, these things are also time bombs in your hands."

Tang Luo said lightly.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, the stall owner frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"Haha, where did these things come from? I think you know better than me, right?"

Tang Luo smiled.

The stall owner's face changed slightly: "I took these back from the countryside."

"What was taken back from the countryside? It was taken back from the tomb robber, right? Or, are you a tomb robber?"

Tang Luo looked at the stall owner with a stronger smile on his face.

"No, how could I be a tomb robber!"

The stall owner's face changed drastically and he quickly shook his head.

"Are you selling it for 80,000 yuan? These things are left in your hands, and you may be able to sit in prison!"

"This... if you raise the price again, I will collect it almost this price. You can't let me be in vain."

The stall owner said hesitantly.

"Then it's 100,000 yuan, and you'll get an extra 20,000 yuan of hard work."

Tang Luo thought for a while and said.

"Okay, one hundred thousand is only one hundred thousand!"

The stall owner had a bitter face, but he felt much more relaxed. He made more than 30,000 yuan and made more than 30,000 yuan. He was fine. He just didn't do anything.

As Tang Luo said, these things in his hands are time bombs!
To be continued...