After hearing his inquiry, Mr. Sun fried dough sticks and said with a smile:

"Taoist priest, this little shop was indeed opened in the two days when you didn't come."

"But this is an antique store."

"Common people like us are not qualified to buy or sell items in his store."

When he said this, Mr. Sun also felt a little strange.

"Not to mention, the speed of opening his store is indeed a bit fast."

"Not only were there no gongs or drums or firecrackers, but the surrounding villagers didn't even give a warning."

“It opened without any fanfare.”

"This is indeed a strange thing."

"We don't know what this shop owner is thinking."

When he said this, Wei Yi became even more curious.

"Oh? So low-key?"

"The poor fellow should go and have a look."

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

If you have nothing to do, it's okay to go and see the excitement.

So, after finishing his meal, Wei Yi took a few coins and walked towards the small shop next to him.

Cross a street.

But when I actually came under this shop, I saw a few small words written on the shop plaque:

“Exotic antique shop.”

After reading a few words, Wei Yi's expression became a little strange.

Is this boss so unconventional?

However, this did not stop him from wanting to take a look inside.

"Crack."

Step into the store door.

I only saw that the place that was supposed to be a restaurant lobby was filled with shelves one after another.

The huge empty space was divided into squares one after another.

It seems a bit crowded.

Looking over, I could only see bookshelves one after another, with ancient objects of various sizes placed on them.

A ceramic piece half as tall as a man.

There are also transparent luminous cups.

There are worn chess pieces.

There are also hand-copied orphan copies.

There are broken ancient seals.

There are also elegant teapots.

…

There are so many antique items at a glance.

and.

As I walked into this store.

I can actually feel a coolness that is not felt outside.

Look around.

All I saw was that the places where there were supposed to be huge windows were now sealed.

Only small lamps lit one after another.

There seems to be a sense of mystery about selling antiques.

dong dong dong

Wei Yi knocked on the door.

"anyone there?"

This antique shop seems to be very depressed.

There may not seem to be many people doing it, but it is an extremely profitable profession.

After all, not many people can afford antiques.

It can be said that it does not open for three years, but it lasts for three years after opening.

A knock on the door was heard.

There was a rustling sound from the bookshelf deep in the room.

Then there was the sound of walking.

"Tap tap tap..."

Look towards the source of the sound.

All I saw was that it was a young man who looked a little gloomy.

His whole face turned pale.

It's like not seeing the sun all year round.

However, Wei Yi looked at the decoration of the antique shop and seemed to understand his behavior.

Seeing Wei Yi walking in, the young man said:

"It turned out to be a Taoist priest."

"I wonder which one the Taoist Master is interested in?"

"No matter which one it is, as long as the Taoist leader likes it, I will sell it at a 20% discount."

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for your support."

After hearing what the young man said, Wei Yi smiled kindly:

"Pindao is a diner from across the street."

"I heard that a new store opened here in recent days, so I came over to take a look out of curiosity."

"It's like getting to know one more friend."

When he said this, Wei Yi looked around, and then said with some curiosity:

"Since we are selling antiques."

"Then why did the boss nail the surrounding windows?"

"Are you afraid of thieves?"

Hearing Wei Yi's inquiry, the young boss smiled, and then took Wei Yi to visit in the distance.

"Master Taoist, please look at this."

"This is a monument left five hundred years ago."

"It has been exposed to wind and rain, and now the handwriting is a little blurry."

"If it is allowed to be exposed to sunlight any longer, I'm afraid this unique copy will disappear from the world forever."

When he said this, the young man pointed to the clay pot behind him:

"These items are also special."

"None of them can stand the sun."

"So, this cool and dry environment is suitable for the preservation of these antiques."

When he said this, the young boss sneered a few times and then said:

"As for the so-called thieves."

"On the streets of Qingyang City, especially the streets close to the Yamen."

"I'm afraid not many thieves dare to take action, right?"

This is a street close to the county government office.

And it's so prosperous.

If a thief really did this, it would be a slap in the face of the county government.
To be continued...