God Level Golden Eye

"Sister Tang, let's go somewhere else some time, maybe there will be gains."

Song Yun said as he walked.

Tang Miaomiao nodded. This is a good idea. In Ninghua City, Song Yun was a celebrity. At that time, even if someone had heard of his name in other places, he would definitely not pay much attention to his length. It’s easier to pick up the leaks like this, at least it’s not like being here, casually recognized by others.

"After this period of time, we go to other places, for example, to the north, where there are many large antique markets, as you said, maybe there will be gains, but also big gains. ."

Tang Miaomiao said that she was looking forward to it very much. She had already visited those antique markets before, and she had visited many times. There was nothing new, but if she went again, it would be different, with Song Yun This kind of leak collector is simply an antique harvester, and it might really be full.

Song Yun shared other things like this, but what Tang Miaomiao said was right. Now is not a good time to go. You have to wait and get busy for a while. Treasure Pavilion has just gotten on the right track and must work hard to maintain it. After completing the previous wave of entrusted business, then it will be more leisurely or a little more comfortable.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao walked forward while chatting. Although the two of them were walking around the ghost market, they were not paying attention to antiques at all. They were basically shopping, but the name of the shadow of the tree, the two of them As long as it appears somewhere, it will immediately attract the attention of others.

"what?"

Song Yun stopped suddenly.

Tang Miaomiao was by Song Yun's side. He immediately noticed his abnormality and asked what had happened.

Song Yun did not speak, but stared at the distance intently.

Tang Miaomiao followed Song Yun's message in advance and found a small stall a few meters away with antiques, porcelain and bronze wares and some coins. It was a very ordinary ghost market stall.

"Have you found anything good?"

Tang Miaomiao felt excited.

Song Yun nodded, smiled, and found something.

"really?"

"Really found it?"

"Could it be that I have to miss it again?!"

Tang Miaomiao was so excited, her voice was shaking.

"Sister Tang doesn't need to be so happy. Although it is indeed a good thing, it is not very good. It is estimated to be one hundred and hundreds of thousands."

"This kind of antique doesn't make much sense to us now."

Song Yun shook his head. Although the thing he just discovered was good, it was definitely not too good. There was no need to be too excited.

"You really have no interest at all!"

"Who said that it would cost thousands or several million?"

"As long as it is a leak, no matter how much it is, you will feel very happy!"

Tang Miaomiao glared at Song Yun fiercely.

"The biggest problem now is that everyone knows us. If we just pass by now, that person will definitely know that there are good things on his stall and it is impossible to simply sell it to us."

"What shall we do now?"

Tang Miaomiao just wanted to walk over and suddenly remembered that whether it was him or Song Yun, he was now a real celebrity in the antique market. If he just passed, he would definitely arouse vigilance.

"Sister Tang, is this unnecessary?"

"Do you have to pick up this leak?"

"Our Jumbo Pavilion is now collecting antiques, using market prices."

"If it is still missing, it will not be a good thing for us after the matter is spread."

Song Yun reminded.

Tang Miaomiao was stunned and found that it was really like this, but immediately discovered that this was actually a myth. It must be admitted that if it is still missing, it will indeed have a negative impact, but the impact is not as great as imagined. , Of course, having said that, can you not pick up the leak or not, or even if you pick up the leak, don't let others discover it.

"I think I walked over generously today and received the antique."

"For us, this is actually a very good advertising effect!"

Song Yun understood this matter very clearly. In the large crowd, he collected an antique from a small stall. The antique was still the stall owner who didn't know whether it was true. It definitely had a positive meaning.

Tang Miaomiao agreed, and Song Yun made sense.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao walked to the stall.