Chapter 1645 The Speed ​​of Light

six o'clock in the morning.

Song Yun walked out of the unopened Zhenbao Pavilion, locked the door, and walked towards a teahouse not far away. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng had already set off from the hotel, and they would arrive in half an hour. The three of them made an appointment together Drink morning tea.

When Song Yun walked into the teahouse, he found that Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng had already arrived. There were some snacks and steaming hot tea on the table in front of them.

"No way?"

"Mr. Zhu, Mr. Xu, why are you two already here?"

Song Yun really felt a little strange. I don't know why Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng came earlier than him. This is really a little strange.

"You walked over slowly, what can you do?!"

While talking, Zhu Deyuan pointed to the snacks on the table.

"We've already ordered quite a few things. If you see if there's anything else you want to eat, just order it yourself."

Song Yun picked up the list and looked at it, and found that all the things he wanted to order had already been ordered, and the quantity was very large, more than enough for three people, so he simply didn't order anything.

"Song Yun, why did you go to Zhenbao Pavilion alone?"

While drinking tea, Xu Desheng asked Song Yun a little strangely. Yesterday, everyone made an appointment to drink morning tea this morning. When they called not long ago, they found that Song Yun was already in Zhenbao Pavilion.

Song Yun told about his visit to the ghost market.

"No way? You kid went to the ghost market and didn't tell us?"

When Zhu Deyuan heard Song Yun say that he ran to the ghost market in the early morning, he immediately blew his beard and stared at him. It was a bit too much for him not to tell him about this matter.

"Mr. Zhu, it's not that you haven't been to places like ghost markets. I don't know how many times you've been there. It's nothing interesting. The most important thing is that you two are already old. You can't stay up all night. It's really not good for your body."

Song Yun shook his head. He knew that if he really told Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng to go to the ghost market, the two of them would have to tell him to go together, but Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng are not young, and they just came here from Ninghua City. It's better to do less things, simply didn't tell them, and just came up with a cut first and then a play.

Zhu Deyuan has nothing to do with Song Yun. Anyway, today's ghost market has passed. Even if this time passes, there will only be a place of garbage left. The sky is already bright, and the ghost market is actually gone. Finish.

"correct!"

"Song Yun, did you miss something when you went to the ghost market this time?!"

Xu Desheng took a sip of tea, put down the teacup and waved his hand, Song Yun didn't tell himself that the matter of going to the ghost market with Zhu Deyuan was over, no matter how much he entangled him, it was useless, the most important thing now is to have a look Whether Song Yun picked up on the leak, this is the most real thing.

"Song Yun Song Yun!"

"Recently, the ghost market has been very prosperous. People in the circle have rumored that there are really many good things. Since you went to the ghost market this morning, you should have gained something, right?"

Zhu Deyuan also looked at Song Yun expectantly.

Song Yun sighed and shook his head.

"ah?"

"what is this?"

"Could it be that there are so many stalls in the ghost market that you can't even find a good antique?"

Zhu Deyun was a little dumbfounded. He didn't know why Song Yun shook his head and sighed. It was obvious that he didn't have any antiques. Song Yun's ability to pick up leaks doesn't need to be said. As long as there are good things in the stalls in the ghost market, he will definitely be able to find them. With the current state of affairs, the only possibility is that there are no real antiques on the stalls in the ghost market, let alone good antiques.

"Is this impossible? There are at least a thousand stalls in such a big ghost market. Could it be that you can't even find a good antique?"

"Song Yun!"

"Could it be that your vision is too high? Do you have to sell at least 5 million antiques?"

Xu Desheng is also very strange. There are so many stalls in the ghost market. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to find a good antique. The only possibility is that Song Yun's vision is too high, and those hundreds of thousands of antiques are not let go. In the eyes, even if you see it, you won't pick it up. This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened.

Song Yun told about what happened to him in the ghost market this morning, and heaved a heavy sigh after he finished speaking.

"Now I'm here in the ghost market, and I even guess that the encounter with the antique shop is exactly the same as when I was in Ninghua City. I guess there is no way to stealthily pick up the leaks. As long as I appear in front of the antique stalls in the ghost market, I will basically be killed. People recognize it."

Song Yun really has no good way. If he had a choice, he would never want this kind of thing to happen to him. This means that from now on, he will no longer be able to pick up leaks happily without worrying about being discovered by others.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng couldn't help laughing after hearing this. There is really no way to do this kind of thing. After a series of things happened, Song Yun has already become a celebrity in the entire antique market. Now that social information is developed, anyone can Finding Song Yun's photo, it's not surprising that many people recognize it. Maybe those small stall owners who set up stalls in the ghost market of the antique market now have a photo of Song Yun in their hands. As long as they see Song Yun or suspect Song Yun No matter what kind of antiques they are, they will not sell them as long as they ask the price. This kind of situation has already happened in the antique market in Ninghua City, and now it is just copied to Sun Mengyan. antique market.

"Song Yun!"

"Anyway, you don't make money by picking up leaked antiques now. This kind of thing is harmless to you. Not to mention, if you want to pick up leaks, you can go to the antique market in other places. The world is so big that not everyone in every place They will all notice your existence, or even if they recognize you, they may not think that your ability is real, and if they want to pick up the leak and go to other places, it is just a little troublesome."

Zhu Deyuan comforted Song Yun, but such words really sounded nothing to do with comfort, and one could even hear the gloating in his tone.

"Huh?"

"Song Yun, if you were in the ghost market this morning, did you see someone picking up the leak? Now there is another rumor in the antique collection circle here that someone picked up a piece of the Qing Emperor Kangxi's bucket color crossing the wall Fengming In the bamboo hat."

Xu Desheng suddenly remembered that when he swiped his phone just now, someone in the group was talking about it.

"No way?"

"The news spread a little too fast, didn't it?"

Song Yun was a little dumbfounded. He knew that the middle-aged uncle's leak would spread. There was no secret in the circle of antique collectors, not to mention that the ghost market was very lively when the middle-aged uncle picked up the leak. At that time, there were many people around, and it was absolutely impossible to hide such news, but he still did not expect that it would spread so quickly, but in just two or three hours, both Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng had heard of it. this matter.