C11 Dry Street

The word "play" probably appeared during the period of the Five Emperors.

Initially, it was only defined as pen, ink, paper, ink stone and other suitable stationery, mainly including pen holder, brush wash, ink bed, ink drop, water presentation, arm rest, paperweight, printing box, seal, etc.

However, in the modern era, the meaning of entertainment had expanded.

Miscellaneous items have also been added to the game, such as jade, bamboo, wood, teeth, copper, stone, paint, materials, agate, purple sand, crystal and other materials made of small objects.

The Dongjiang was nearing the Anxi ancient capital, and although it didn't have as much history as An Xi, the atmosphere was still thick.

The largest market in Dongjiang was the Dry Street.

Lin Xi's outfit today was different from before. It was no longer the unchanging professional attire, but a set of youthful and beautiful sportswear.

Ye Mo followed behind with Lin Xi's bag on his back as he took up the duties of an assistant and a driver.

The peddlers did not shout at all. A piece of red cloth was a stall, and the items sold were quite impressive.

Careful words from the Republic of China to the Western Zhou, China up to 5000 years of you can find all.

Ye Mo just saw a boss coaxing a foreigner to buy a cup with his own eyes.

He couldn't tell the foreigner that if he could sell it for a hundred million, he could only spend ten thousand dollars.

As the boss turned around, he fished out another identical one and filled in the gap.

However, there were also buyers who had sharp eyes. To be able to find a dusty treasure in a pile of items that the vendor had set a price for, the exchange between being eye-catching and picking up the loot all depended on their eyesight and luck.

"How much are you selling these beads for?"

Ye Mo suddenly pulled one out from a pile of long beads that were sold in bundles.

Lin Xi also stopped and turned her head over.

"This little brother really has sharp eyes. This bead is the best bead that I have. Look at it." "Each of them is round and plump, that's one …"

As soon as the boss saw someone asking for a price, he immediately started to talk big.

"How much is it?"

Ye Mo waved his hand to interrupt the boss.

If he continued to listen to his boasting, he might be able to say some words that the First Emperor of Qin, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, said.

"The original price was 500 yuan. I'm friends with you, 100 yuan!"

The boss stretched out a palm and then turned it into a finger.

"Deal."

Ye Mo didn't bargain with the stall owner. After throwing down a red note, he took the beads into his hands.

"You're not going to tell me you're going to use this as a congratulatory gift, are you?"

Lin Xi looked coldly at Ye Mo.

"I can't bear to give this to him."

Ye Mo rubbed the pearl in his hand and seemed to like it a lot.

"You can buy a bundle of trash like you for a hundred yuan!"

Seeing that Ye Mo was quite fond of the bead, Lin Xi felt a wave of anger for some reason.

If one were to say that Little White was not good at writing, it would be very normal for him to buy some items that were disguised by an expert. If his eyesight wasn't good enough to buy a fake, then he would be at a disadvantage.

However, the beads sold for a few dollars in a row were all of different colors. Even if the beads were sold in bundles, Little White would not be fooled.

Ye Mo treated trash like a treasure, which made Lin Xi extremely angry.

Ye Mo did not explain and carefully put the bead away.

"You're really something!"

Lin Xi was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do. She could only give up on Ye Mo to avoid getting even angrier.

There was a red cloth stall on the street, but most of the goods were not good.

Only a peddler would be able to rent or buy a shop on the main street. Most of the good things were there as well.

Lin Xi didn't plan to waste her time on the stall as she quickly walked around the stall area and headed towards the store area.

Before long, Lin Xi and Ye Mo stopped in front of a three-storey, Chinese-styled and quaint shop.

"Pure Heart Temple."

The name of the shop also seemed simple and grand.

"Heart like snow, will like a mountain, a good name."

Ye Mo whispered.

"What did you say?"

Lin Xi asked, not hearing it clearly.

"Nothing, just go in."

Ye Mo smiled and shook his head.

"Mystical."

Lin Xi rolled her eyes at Ye Mo, pushed open the door of the Pure Heart Temple and walked in.

The interior of the store was elegantly decorated. The entire interior was constructed of wood, giving it an ancient appearance.

There were all kinds of antiques and literature on the wooden shelves.

As for the truly valuable goods, they were all displayed behind the glass counter.

"Welcome, if there's anything you need, feel free to take a look."

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a teller saw someone enter the room.

"How much is this?"

Lin Xi pointed at a jade pendant and asked.

"This is the dragon-shaped ancient jade pendant from the earth, eighty thousand."

The middle-aged man replied.

Ye Mo was speechless as he glanced at the tint on the jade pendant that Lin Xi had taken a fancy to.

The quality of this dragon shaped jade pendant was not very good. Although the entire jade pendant was very complete, it was completely rusted, and it was also of a different color, causing the entire jade pendant to appear dark and gloomy.

It was not that all the jade artifacts were valuable. Like jade that had been eroded by the subterranean current, the surface would leave behind deep and shallow water stains. After being unearthed, the value of this kind of jade was not very high.

Although this piece of dragon-shaped jade pendant had not been stained by water, it was actually quite thin. The rust had completely permeated the entire jade pendant; even if it was a good piece of jade, it would not be able to be played with.

The art of antiques and literature was something that required a lot of effort. Ye Mo had grown up in the Yanjing, and after mastering the [Cyan Sack Sutra], he was even able to train in the art of reading qi.

Even through the glass counter, Ye Mo was sure that this dragon shaped jade pendant was only worth twenty thousand yuan.

"It's too expensive."

Lin Xi muttered.

Ye Mo secretly let out a sigh of relief. Luckily, Lin Xi didn't continue asking because she felt it was too expensive. If Lin Xi had been hit in front of him, the clerk would have lost everything.

"How much is that thing?"

Lin Xi asked as she pointed to a painting on the wall.

Ye Mo also looked over to where Lin Xi was pointing.

It was a vertical axis, about 50,110 centimeters in length and width. The paper was slightly yellowish, and on it was a picture of a bamboo growing in the middle of a mountain rock.

And a poem.

"Brush the bamboo into the sky and cover the earth with the brush. I will never write the tail of a dragon and the phoenix."

The handwriting was uneven and uneven, the words Zheng Xiai were inscribed at the bottom of the poem, and several seals were printed on it.

"That is a mid-stage replica of the Zheng Banqiao painting. Although it is a replica, it is still a flawless painting. The price is ten thousand."

The middle-aged man looked at the painting and said.

This price was obviously much higher than that of his relatives, and even Lin Xi was moved by it. Even if it wasn't a real painting, it was still a pretty good imitation for his wedding gift.

"Alright, I'll take it."

Lin Xi took out her bank card and handed it over.

This caused Ye Mo to be speechless. Although it wasn't a question of price, there was a lot of fun in haggling and haggling.

Every price cut was a battle of experience between the buyer and seller.

For people like Lin Xi who directly swiped their card, even if the boss who sold things had taken advantage of them, he would still scold them for being too stupid and rich.

As expected, when the middle-aged man saw that Lin Xi was about to pay directly, he was slightly surprised. But when he looked at Lin Xi again, his gaze changed.

Ye Mo recognized it. It was the gaze of an experienced player who was playing around with Lil 'White.

After swiping the card, the middle-aged man removed the replica of the Zheng Pai Qiao.

Put it on the table for sealing.

"Hmm?!"

After placing it on the counter, Ye Mo looked at the replica that was casually hanging on the wall.

But when he looked over, Ye Mo noticed something else …