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    The next day happened to be Tuesday, and the Feng family set out at five in the morning. When they arrived at Wenchang North Road, it was exactly five-thirty. It was not yet completely bright, and the streets were already bustling with people.

    "Hey, there are so many people." Mrs. Feng sighed with emotion, and said to Mengmeng very vigilantly: "Come Mengmeng, hold the hands of grandparents, don't get lost."

    The old couple sandwiched Mengmeng between them, picked up the flashlights and walked towards the street. At this moment, the shops on both sides were not open yet. In front of these shops, there were a long list of stalls and hawkers like running mats.  , items for sale include old books and newspapers, badges of great men, various colorful bracelets, and some small wood and stone carvings.

    There are the most bottles and cans here, and some of them are still covered in dirt and look dirty. Mrs. Feng feels disgusted by things like this.

    She curled her lips and said: "The virtues of these pots are not as good as those our family fished out of the sea. Come on, let's go over there and have a look."

    Not long after leaving, Mengmeng stopped in front of a stall. Her little mouth opened wide and she said in surprise: "Wow, that's a lot of money, baby, I like this."

    This stall specializes in selling ancient coins. There are piles and piles of green and white coins. Mrs. Feng¡¯s eyes were confused when she saw them, so she asked the vendor: ¡°Boss, how do you sell these copper coins?¡±

    The boss was a middle-aged man in his forties, who also came from out of town. Seeing that they were elderly and children, he was impatient to entertain them, so he casually moved his fingers and said, "What you are getting is Yuan Datou. The pile next to you is Yuan Datou."  It's Yuan Xiaotou, selling them by the piece, the big one is five yuan, the small one is three yuan. The copper coins next to it are all the same price, one copper plate, you can take your pick."

    Mrs. Feng had never heard of Yuan Xiaotou and Yuan Datou. In order not to be taken advantage of, she still asked carefully: "Boss, what's so special about these two heads? Why do they sell them so expensively? Are these true?"  ?¡±

    The boss said very proudly: "Of course it is real. If you pick up the silver coins of the Republic of China and blow them, if they make a sound, it is real. All these are real."

    Mrs. Feng actually picked up a silver coin, blew on it, and immediately heard a long "ding". Not to mention how pleasant the sound was.

    Mengmeng's eyes widened, and she picked through the pile of silver coins very curiously. She was a little baby who loved to be clean, and she liked those white and shiny Yuan Datou. She looked at those black or dirty silver coins.  Not even a glance.

    Her little hands were so dexterous that she poked into the pile of coins and picked out a bright silver coin. Suddenly she found a silver coin that looked special, so she handed it to her grandparents: "Look, look.  There¡¯s a dragon up there.¡±

    The design of this silver coin is very exquisite. On the front is a dragon coiled up with teeth and claws. The big ferocious head seems to be rushing out of the silver coin, which is very scary.  Turn to the back and read Guangxu Yuanbao.

    The Feng family didn't understand what it was, but they simply believed that the pattern with the dragon must be a good thing, so they quietly told Mengmeng: "Put it here with grandma, and you can pick again and see if there are any."  There are no dragons.¡±

    Mengmeng got the task, and the one who picked it was even more enthusiastic. With her little hands like butterflies, she rummaged through the pile of coins. She actually found two other silver coins with dragons on them, one of which was the same as the one just now.  One looks the same, but the other has two dragons facing each other, with a flaming bead in the middle.

    The three of them picked for a long time, rummaged through the pile of silver coins, picked some from the pile of copper coins as extras, and just let the hawker count the money for them.

    The hawker really didn't expect that they picked so many. He smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes and said very enthusiastically: "Boss, you are so discerning. The coins here are in the best condition, and all of them are in good condition."  I collected them one by one from the countryside, and you don¡¯t usually see them. If you like them, you can pick more.¡±

    Mrs. Feng shook her head and said: "No, that's all. Boss, we bought so much for you, you have to help us calculate it cheaper."

    The hawker wrinkled his face and said in embarrassment: "It's cheap, but it can't be cheaper. This is a small business, and the price is kept inside. I will give you two copper coins at most, so you can choose among them."

    Since they were allowed to choose by themselves, Mrs. Feng was not polite and immediately took two more of the heaviest Wanli Tongbao. There were fish and flowers on these things, and they were quite beautifully carved. She planned to take them back and give them to her family.  The grandchildren played with them as marbles.

    After buying the coins, the Feng family continued to walk forward. They soon discovered a fresh stall selling small ceramic animals, as well as many ceramic cups, one of which probably only had a cute slap.The painting was rolled up.

    The old man seemed to be really going crazy. When he saw this painting falling into the hands of Mrs. Feng, he also realized that she could not understand Cantonese, so he immediately changed to Mandarin and shouted: "This neighbor, Mr.  Sister, did you buy the painting in your hand from a young man? He is tall and thin, with narrow eyes and wears a blue suit."

    Old man Feng pushed him away hard and said, "Why are you asking these questions? You don't care who we bought it from. In short, we didn't buy it from some young man. Don't block our way. Get out of the way quickly."

    The old man didn't believe what he said at all. He turned pale with anxiety, "No, I was the one who fell in love with that painting first. I made an agreement with that young man. I'll go back and get the money and ask him to keep it for me."  Wait, how can you get ahead of me?"

    Old man Feng saw that he still wanted to mess around, so he completely lost his patience, started yelling like a farm boy, and sprayed spittle all over the old man's face.

    "What the hell are you talking about? Which one of your eyes saw me getting ahead of you? You can't even see clearly what this painting is, and you dare to accuse people casually. Let me ask you, who is that young man you are talking about?"  ?What¡¯s your name? I can¡¯t tell you. I think you made these up. You are already very old, and you are still blocking the roadside to prevent others from leaving. What do you want to do? Do you still want to rob?  ? I shouted, grab"

    "No, no, no, no, I'm not robbing you."

    The old man panicked. He was chirping in the language of birds. Then he came to his senses and said, "How much did you spend to buy this painting? I'll pay you double the price. No, I'll pay three times. That's it."  Is that okay?"

    Old man Feng already felt that something was wrong. This painting was obviously fake. The young man admitted it himself. Why was this old man so excited and even willing to pay three times the price to buy it from them? Well, there was something fishy about this.

    Seeing that they didn't say anything, the old man increased the price again: "How about I give you a hundred yuan? With this money, you can buy several paintings."

    Mrs. Feng also realized that something was wrong. She poked Mr. Feng on the back and lowered her voice and said, "This painting might be real. Let's leave quickly to prevent him from making trouble later and disturbing the young man."  People are also attracted here."

    ¡°This is why Old Man Feng couldn¡¯t help but feel nervous. If this painting was really painted by Tang Bohu, then they would have gotten a huge advantage. In the face of such an advantage, all kinds of troubles may arise.

    He said decisively: "Get out of the way, do you want to get out of the way? If you don't, I will yell, robbery, murder!"

    The old man opposite was shocked by him. He was a bad old man. How could he do such bad things as robbery and murder? Seeing that there were already many people around him looking at them, the old man panicked and wanted to defend himself.  He defended, but Old Man Feng pushed him away.

    Old man Feng held Mengmeng in one hand and the painting in the other, and walked out majestically.

    The old couple walked out far away and were relieved that no one was following them.

    Mengmeng lay on her grandfather's shoulder, playing with her fingers leisurely. When she noticed that they had stopped, she said reluctantly: "Grandpa, let's keep walking."

    Old man Feng's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Mengmeng is right, we have to go. This painting is irritating to the eyes. Let's not stay in Guangzhou for too long. Let's go back to the hotel to pack our luggage. Let's go there today."  Go to Shenzhen.¡±

    Mengmeng was happy again when she heard this. She clapped her hands and said, "Okay, let's go to Shenzhen. I want to see what Shenzhen looks like." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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