God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun woke up early the next day. He got up at 3 in the morning. The time in the ghost market is at 4 in the morning. It’s not good to get up early. Early birds can eat worms. It is also suitable in ghost markets.

After Song Yun got up, he washed his face and brushed his teeth while looking at his mobile phone. He wanted to see if Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue would send themselves a message saying they wanted to go to the ghost market. They were very disappointed to find that there was no such thing. I didn't receive it until I finished breakfast, so I didn't care about them, and went to the ghost market by myself.

lively!

Very lively!

There are people everywhere!

When Song Yun arrived, he found that it was extremely lively. The scale was much larger than the ghost market in Ninghua City. At a glance, the whole ghost market couldn't see the end, one small stall, then another small stall, densely packed. Very exaggerated.

"No way?"

"Could it be that all the people who set up antique stalls in China have come?"

Song Yun was a little stunned, feeling that he was like a person who had never seen the world.

At 3:30 in the morning, although it was still early, there were already a lot of people. Almost every stall was surrounded by a lot of people. I don’t know that it’s usually like this, or because of the antique carnival, what I see now is There are a lot of stalls and a lot of people, and it really makes people's serious jaws fall.

Song Yun moved forward slowly with the flow of people. He is now very headache. There are too many people here and there are too many stalls. It is not easy to pick up leaks. Even if there are real antiques, it is definitely not easy to find out. Although it’s not as good as finding a needle in a haystack, it’s not much worse. Not to mention that there are people with vision in this world, but not only oneself. In addition to tourists and antique collectors, there must be many who are like themselves. The same expert in antique appraisal, maybe those real antiques have been bought by others before they discovered them.

Song Yun was a little anxious after thinking of this possibility, but there was no good way. He could only look down one stall after another.

Song Yun watched more than 20 stalls in a row and found nothing.

"Hey!"

"Trouble now!"

"If you go back empty-handed, you must be laughed at again!"

Song Yun regrets a little bit now. He shouldn't brag about it last night. Maybe it was because of this that he got retribution, and he didn't know where he went to pick up the leak.

Song Yun took a few deep breaths and tried to control his emotions. He knew very well that he was of no use at this time. It was necessary to recklessly pick up such things.

Song Yun calmed down slowly, his mentality was very relaxed. He looked left and right. He didn't pay attention to the antiques on the stall. He focused more on the people around him. He soon discovered that the ghost is coming. There are various accents here in the city, and the same is true for clothing.

"It seems that this time, the antique collection carnival has attracted people from all over China."

"Really incredible!"

"It's definitely a genius idea!"

"It hasn't officially opened yet. There are so many people. After the actual opening, it will definitely become more popular."

Song Yun shook his head and sighed that there are so many people coming to this antique collection carnival. The fundamental reason is that China's economic development has been very strong over the years. When people become rich and have spare money in their hands, they will be interested in paying attention to and playing with antiques. Eating and drinking Lhasa, basic life can not be solved, where there is still the mind to play antiques, flourishing antiques chaotic world gold, this is not wrong at all, when antique collection is prosperous, it proves that a country is strong and people are rich in life.

Song Yun looked at the crowded people around and was suddenly very happy.

The time passed by one minute and one second, and it was almost six o'clock in a blink of an eye, the sky was slowly brightening, and the sun was about to gush out from the horizon.

There are more people in the ghost market. At the beginning, there were usually only three or five people in front of each stall. At this time, ten or eight people are considered to be few, basically more than twenty people. The sounds of discussion and bargaining were endless, and they were very noisy when they gathered together, as if they had arrived at a bustling market.

Song Yun walked slowly, looking left and right, without squeezing into the crowd to see the antiques on the stalls. He has completely calmed down at this time. Of course it is best to be able to gain something. If not, it is equally acceptable.

Song Yun's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he looked at it, he found that it was Tang Miaomiao. When he was still in the ghost market, he said that he is coming over with Shen Xue now. The three people met after twenty minutes.

"Aren't you unable to say it?"

Song Yun was a bit strange. Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue said firmly last night that they would never come to the ghost market today. When they got up early in the morning, they looked at their mobile phones and they didn’t receive any information at all. They suddenly appeared. , This is really a bit weird.

"Can't sleep!"

"Thinking that you might pick up the leak, the two of us couldn't sleep well, so we just got up!"

Tang Miaomiao yawned. Last night, she chatted with Shen Xue and went to bed late. He thought he would wake up naturally. What he didn’t expect was that after lying down, he couldn’t fall asleep for a long time. A message was given to Shen Xue, and she found that she was also not asleep. After discussing it, the two of them came to find Song Yun.

Song Yun couldn't help laughing. Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue were obviously worried about not being there when they were picking up the leak.