Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

"It's better to go around first and look at the things in other stalls. Ten thousand yuan is put on this morning market stall. What kind of auction is not an authoritative antique shop that can guarantee the authenticity of antiques... If it really doesn't work, then follow the original plan." Qiao Yi'an thought to herself, now that she doesn't have eighteen thousand on hand, she will wait It's not a problem here, let's go to other stalls first to see if there is a turnaround?

If it doesn't work, she buys something cheap first, then sells it, and then goes shopping to see if she can find something that suits her heart.

With this in mind, Qiao Yi'an started to move her body. She stood up and walked deep into the street.

What the middle-aged stall owner said was true. There is no one who said he would not sell it. Seeing Qiao Yi'an standing up and going to the distance, the other party did not stop her at all, but watched her leave , It is completely different from the painting style of other stall owners. If Qiao Yi'an hadn't known that this man really planned to sell those two items to her before, she would have wondered whether this man had seen through something, whether he was planning to hold the Ming Dynasty agarwood wood landscape brush holder in his hand go to auction.

Just as Qiao Yi'an walked a few steps, and when he was at a corner, one hand grabbed Qiao Yi'an's sleeve, and the other party appeared unexpectedly, which almost shocked Qiao Yi'an.

Unexpectedly, the person holding Qiao Yi'an's arm turned out to be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl!

The other party looks immature, wearing the school uniform of Xinghai No. 3 Middle School, but only half a head shorter than Qiao Yi'an.

"Sister, do you want to go to the stall to look at things? Do you want to go to our stall to have a look? Those things are old things that my grandma and I collected from the countryside." Before Qiao Yi'an could speak, the other party spoke first, a pair of With clever eyes, he stared at Qiao Yi'an closely for fear that she would refuse, so he quickly added: "The booth of my grandma and I is right there, very close!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly pointed the way to Qiao Yi'an. Following the direction of the other's finger, Qiao Yi'an clearly saw that at the door of a shop that bought handicrafts and strange stones, an old woman about 60 or 70 years old was walking around. Sitting there, it was different from the other stalls, there were only a few sporadically placed on the other stall, although I couldn't see what it was, but it was too different from the large pile of other stalls.

In addition, the location was a little remote, blocked by the booth in front, so there was no one in the booth of the other party, which was a bit deserted compared to the lively Long Neck next to it.

Qiao Yi'an thought about it, and felt that it would be alright to take a look, since they were all on this street anyway, so what was there to be afraid of?

Walking to the other party's booth, Qiao Yi'an found that there were far fewer things in the booth than she thought, there were only twenty or thirty pieces of odds and ends, and they all seemed to be old objects from a certain age , But exactly how to use the ability, you can only know after watching it.

Qiao Yi'an stared at a few things on the booth, and saw a beautiful lotus-leaf-shaped brush washer on the booth, which was glowing with a faint blue halo, and kept the entire lotus-leaf-shaped brush washer so beautiful! The halo emitted by that pen washer was not big, about five or six centimeters in size, but the strong vitality in the halo made Qiao Yi'an really happy!

Qiao Yi'an just reached out to take the brush washer in his hand, but suddenly there was a scream in his ear, and there was a sound of porcelain being smashed, and the little girl shouted from the side: "Oh! Sister, why did you put us to death? The blue and white porcelain bowl with dragon pattern in the Qing Dynasty that was handed down by the family accidentally broke?!"