Live broadcast of antique picking and leakage, start with 10,000 times profit

Chapter 170

Shilihe Tianjiao is on the south side of the Third Ring Road, and its official name is Tianjiao Cultural City.

Covering an area of more than 40 acres, the antique building of one color takes the folk culture of the old Kyoto flyover with a history of more than 600 years as the main body, and has a variety of special products such as flowers, birds, insects and fish, calligraphy and painting antiques.

There are also folk skills such as cross talk, wrestling, acrobatics, opera, storytelling, etc., which are gathered by heroes.

If you are a layman, Tianjiao is actually much more fun than Pan Jiayuan.

Tianjiao Cultural City is also divided into a number of areas, including aquarium area, antique area, framing area, calligraphy and painting fishing tackle area, songworm area, thrift area and hotels.

After more than an hour, Zhao Yun woke up and just arrived.

The two stood at the entrance of the Cultural City, surprised that Tianjiao's popularity was better than that of Pan Jiayuan.

Zhang Li, who was yawning a little, suddenly became energetic and rushed in directly, showing the natural nature of women who love shopping.

"You slow down..."

Zhao Yun reluctantly chased after him.

Walking around, eating and stopping, Zhang Li was so happy, recalling the days when she used to go to work, one was in heaven and the other was in hell.

People, you still have to be rich!

"Hey, hey, almost, don't forget who you are. "

Zhao Yun couldn't stand it, who was the boss.

Zhang Li finished the last sugar gourd, wiped her mouth and smiled

"Knowing the boss, it will start broadcasting immediately. "

Take out the stand, put your phone on the shelf, and start broadcasting in an instant.

Netizens poured into the live broadcast room, a little angry.

"Husband, how can you say that you will broadcast the next broadcast, and steal people behind my back, right?"

"Anchor, why are you always short and weak, do you want to take a look, my dad is a Chinese medicine doctor. "

"I haven't picked up a leak today, you'd better pick up a big leak to stimulate my lonely mind. "

"Anchor, where is this, let's talk quickly, let's go to meet by chance in a group. "

"Ahem, brothers, hold steady, the bag for last night's lottery has been sent out, and it will arrive tomorrow, and the winning netizens should pay attention to check the courier. "

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he lit up the express order.

Netizens instantly became excited, and immediately urged Zhao Yun to hurry up and pick up the leak today, so that he could draw the next wave of lucky bags.

Who doesn't want a bag of 110,000, it's envy, jealousy and hatred.

So they frantically brushed up the gifts.

Love*999+

Sports car *99+

Yacht*99+

"Enough is enough, brothers, is the anchor a person who is poor in money?".

Zhao Yun made a little arrogant wave and continued:

"Alright, I'm going to get down to business, brothers, let's go..."

Netizens cheered and followed the camera with bated breath.

Zhang Li didn't just eat, drink and have fun, and she also inquired about where the antique area was.

The two of them finally arrived, but at a glance, there were not many people.

The antique area here is the same as that of Panjiayuan, and it is also set up with stalls.

But the difference is that the stall owner here seems to be a monk for a day and ringing the clock for a day, without the shouting of buying and selling, and without the enthusiasm for service.

It gives people the feeling that you love to buy or not, and the main one is to take the bait.

No wonder no one wants to stay here.

"It's over. "

Zhao Yun let out a sigh.

Zhang Li immediately asked

"What's wrong?".

"It's that I'm thinking too much, and I feel that this place is not as good as Baoguo Temple, and there won't be anything good. "

"No, it won't. "

Zhang Li didn't understand, she believed Zhao Yun.

"Go check it out. "

Zhao Yun had an expression of stepping on shit, he came here, he didn't give up if he didn't look at it!

walked around and looked, the more he looked at it, the cooler it became, it was either a handicraft, or an imitation, commonly known as a fake.

Are you going to say that none of them are true?

Yes, but it's not necessarily valuable.

You must know that some antiques are indeed antiques and genuine, but because of their low historical value, or because of their extremely ordinary provenance, they are not worth much money.

However, some are worth one or two thousand, or even tens of thousands, but Zhao Yun still can't look down on them, and he doesn't want to waste this time and energy.

So some antiques are just ornaments, and some are real treasures.

"Brothers, I'm afraid I won't be able to pick it up today, I don't see any big treasures for such a big antique. "

Zhao Yun explained to netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Anchor, don't give up, how can the big baby be so easy to find?".

"Yes, yes, come on, husband, I believe in you. "

"Finally there is a place to sanction the anchor, the script can't be written, you waste anchor, hahaha..."

"Little black man upstairs, do you dare to send out your home address, believe it or not, I'll knock you out of the poop?".

The live broadcast room suddenly became a pot of porridge because of the little black spot, and it was useless for Zhao Yun to persuade him.

He didn't bother to care, continued to read the remaining stalls, and prepared to leave.

Walking and walking, several stalls have already been finished, Zhao Yun was very disappointed, and even unconsciously walked into the thrift area next to the antique area.

The

thrift section has a sense of age, selling everything from the eighties and nineties, and even old objects from the seventies and eighties.

Shopping around, Zhao Yun became interested, because his parents used to have many things here, which instantly made him go back to his childhood.

He's a little homesick.

Until a stall sold that kind of small comic books, which he called villain books when he was a child.

There are also Little Overlord game consoles, black and white TVs and whatever.

Zhao Yun stopped suddenly, these were the products of his parents when they were young, he had seen them.

"Handsome, take a look. "

The stall owners here are welcoming.

Zhao Yun picked up a villain book and flipped through it, bringing him back to his childhood.

Then he picked up the black-and-white TV and listened to his parents say that there was only one TV channel at that time, and it was off the air every Tuesday afternoon.

"Boss, can this still be put away?".

Zhao Yun asked.

The stall owner smiled, picked up the plug of the TV and immediately turned on the electricity, then turned on the TV and said:

"Can you do it, or can you only watch one channel. "

Sure enough, the screen of the black-and-white TV series gradually lit up.

It is true that only one channel can be broadcast, no matter how Zhao Yun twists the switch to change the channel, it is useless.

"Handsome guy, do you want it, buy it back and put it at home as an ornament, it's still quite stylish. "

The stall owner seemed to understand Zhao Yun's thoughts.

Zhao Yun really wanted to buy it, so he asked:

"How much?".

"It's not expensive, 6000, you take it. "

The stall owner is always happy.