Chapter 312

Tang Miaomiao's mood suddenly became very high. She turned a corner and turned to another road. After half an hour, she appeared on the highway. There were not many people in the middle of the night, and a long straight road could not be seen. end.

Tang Miaomiao stepped on the accelerator hard, the Ferrari's acceleration exploded, and it flew forward like a bullet. The huge force pressed her body to the back of the seat.

"Cool!"

"This is really cool!"

Tang Miaomiao felt that the adrenal glands in her body were being stimulated, her whole body was as excited as she was drinking medicine, her face was distorted from being too excited, and her two eyes radiated light like small light bulbs.

If Song Yun were by his side at this time, he would definitely be shocked. Tang Miaomiao at this time is completely different from the Tang Miaomiao he usually sees. He has completely changed. If what he usually sees is For a lady, now this one is a street gangster.

Tang Miaomiao frantically stepped on the gas pedal and slammed for ten minutes before slowly releasing her foot. The roaring sound of the Ferrari engine slowly stopped.

"call!"

Tang Miaomiao let out a sigh of relief, and only then did she realize that all the clothes on her body were soaked in sweat, and not even the slightest bit was dry.

Tang Miaomiao drank a whole bottle of mineral water, rested for a while, then slowly drove the car back to her home, took a bath, lay on the bed, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

Song Yun didn't know that Tang Miaomiao went for a ride by himself. When he left the Treasure Pavilion and returned to his rented house outside the community, he suddenly felt a little hungry, so he just ate a night. At night, after I went back, I took a bath and found that I was a little excited and couldn't sleep, so I just took a book from an antique collection and read it for a while.

When Song Yun woke up the next day, the sun had just risen, and he didn't sleep in. He got up immediately, and rushed to the Treasure Pavilion after breakfast.

Song Yun reluctantly found that although he came very early, there was someone earlier than him, that is Tang Miaomiao.

"Sister Tang, don't you even need to take a beauty sleep?"

Song Yun looked at his phone while talking, and found that it was just seven o'clock.

"Early bird gets the worm!"

"For so many years, I have basically developed a habit of waking up before six o'clock, unless there is something special, I slept too late last night."

Tang Miaomiao just brewed tea and put a cup in front of Song Yun.

Song Yun sat down and took a sip of refreshment.

"Have you gone to the ghost city for a walk?"

Song Yun felt that it was still early, so he could go there and have a look, anyway, he was sitting idle.

Tang Miaomiao nodded, taking it in the Treasure Pavilion is just for tea, although it is impossible to find good antiques in the ghost market, but there is no problem in going around, just take it as time to pass, in case there is anything If you harvest it, it will definitely be a pie from the sky. This feeling must be very good.

The ghost market here in the antique market has long since evolved into a tourist project. In addition to the relatively early opening time, the end time is also relatively late. Generally speaking, it will not end completely until 8:30.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao arrived neither early nor late, and it was basically the busiest time.

"Song Yun, are you here?"

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"Song Yun, come and see what's on my stall."

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"What good things do you have on your stall? Come to me and be sure to pick them up."

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As soon as Song Yun appeared in the ghost city, a large group of people greeted him immediately, which was very lively.

"Song Yun, it seems that you are really a celebrity, and you are already a celebrity. If it wasn't like this, how could there be so many people greeting you?"

Seeing this, Tang Miaomiao couldn't help but just want to laugh.

Song Yun didn't want to say anything other than a wry smile. In contrast, he would rather not be a celebrity. Making a fortune in silence is the king's way. Now everyone knows him, and guarding himself is like guarding against thieves. It's impossible to pick up any more omissions, and when I think about it, I feel very depressed.

Seeing Song Yun's expression like this, Tang Miaomiao still didn't know what he was thinking.

"Song Yun, this is a good thing, at least in general, it's definitely a good thing."

"In a place like the ghost market, there are not too many leaks."

"The reason why I was able to pick up leaks before was just a lucky explosion. If you think about it carefully, you will know that you have been here many times, especially if you can really have good antiques?"

Tang Miaomiao comforted.

"Sister Tang, even though I said that, I still hope that everyone doesn't know me. You can do whatever you want, and buy whatever antique you want."

Song Yun spread his hands together. He didn't know the truth, but if he knew it, he was still very depressed. In a place like the ghost market, as they said, there are few real antiques. The problem is that there are still some real antiques. What may appear, what I have said here before is enough to illustrate the problem. If these people don’t know themselves and find one piece every day, it’s all living money, ranging from a hundred and hundreds of thousands to tens of millions. , why not do it, but now you don't have to think about it anymore, it has become a foregone conclusion, everyone knows themselves, and it is impossible to silently pick up leaks.