Luoyang peony is the best in the world.

It’s just a pity that Lin Yi came to Luoyang not to read peonies, but to book books. It turned out that after Lin Yi finished Jiang Lifu’s exclusive interview in Nandu these days, he was invited by Jiang Lifu to come to Luoyang Taobao. In Jiang Lifu’s words, you are a dragon, and the dragon will go out to sea sooner or later, so it’s better to go to Luoyang to practice your hands first and be familiar with the nature of water. Although this sentence is joking, it is also sincere.

Jiang Lifu himself is a reporter, with many ways and eyes. When he heard that Luoyang was going to hold an "antique conference" recently, he intended to come here to wander around. In addition to Taobao, he also found some reporter materials.

Nandu is not far from Luoyang. Jiang Lifu established a deep friendship with Lin Yi in an exclusive interview. Both of them have common hobbies, which can be said to be "something like" and became close friends. Since they are good friends, Jiang Lifu enthusiastically invited Lin Yi to come with him after receiving the news. Besides, the two of them are considered to have a companion together.

According to Jiang Lifu's words, the divine job in the pawn shop is just right. You are not a kind of regular office worker. The world of antiques and Taobao is the jungle where you grow.

Although Lin Yi did not agree with Lao Jiang's words, he really had nothing to do. The interview he had just done had to be edited before it could be broadcast. The next day was waiting. Lin Yi didn't have that kind of free time, so he drove straight to Luoyang with Jiang Lifu to attend the "antique conference" here.

As the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, Luo has a strong ancient cultural atmosphere, especially those ancient buildings, one by one, which is full of sight.

As a reporter, Jiang Lifu has been traveling around the world and is very familiar with Luoyang. He doesn’t have to look at the car navigation when driving a private car, but he directly rushed to the largest antique city in Luoyang. This antique conference was held here.

As soon as he arrived at the "Emperor's Vehicles of Antiques City" in the center of Luoyang, Lin Yi looked around and saw a huge antique archway with a golden pen written on it. Then he looked at the surrounding facades, which were also of antiques. He looked at the introduction, "Relying on the glorious history of the thousand-year-old imperial capital, it gathered the essence of the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties, gathered the winners of Chinese antiques and won the whole world."

Very loud.

Lin Yi couldn't help but become interested in this antique city.

Jiang Lifu parked the Volkswagen Lavida at the parking station, and then found Lin Yi and walked into the antique city.

As soon as the two of them walked in a few steps, they were attracted by a shout. They saw a young man selling sugarcane. He was thin and had several large bundles of sugarcane. The young man leaned against the tricycle, picked up an electric horn, approached his mouth, and said, "Sugarcane is thick and sweet, the more you eat, the more you like it! One is five yuan, ten yuan and three!"

You should pay attention to some art when shouting. There is also a stall owner selling groceries opposite. He sells brushes for glass windows. He shouts while demonstrating: "A house with hundreds of thousands of dollars, and glass will not look good if you don't wipe it." "Living on the seventh floor and the eighth floor, you don't have to worry about wiping a glass." The rhyme is smooth, and the importance of wiping a glass is talked about. Not only is the convenience of wiping a glass, but it also demonstrates it to you in person. Buy it quickly. Such wiping is more intimate than "coarse and sweeter", "the more you eat it, the more you like it".

However, these two are not masters. Not far from the two stalls, there is a young man selling kitchen knives. His shouting is a long-lasting discussion, with rhymes and a straight-hearted word, such as crosstalk, introducing kitchen knives and telling history and commenting on current affairs. Soon, a circle of people gathered around, men, women, young and old, squat or stand. 20 yuan a hand, and someone immediately bought it. The wonderful thing is that the young man said another set of words, as if he was tailored for the buyer to speak it in person, and the scene felt quite appropriate. The content varies from person to person, praises the character and says it is competent, and he does not repeat it. This is also a shouting. When the people around him listen, he feels itchy and pays for the kitchen knives. No matter whether it is good or not, he will enjoy the ears first. The young man simply praises the buyer to death. Some buyers also accept the flattery of "Governance of the country".

Seeing that Lin Yi seemed to be interested in these hawkers, Jiang Lifu, who was knowledgeable, smiled and said, "It turns out that it is - the master among the people."

Lin Yi nodded and agreed. However, the things sold in this antique city are too messy. They even sell food, drinks, playful things, and even kitchen knives are sold. It looks really a "hodgepodge". Not even far away, the very familiar "The Jiangnan Leather Factory went bankrupt, the boss owed 3.5 billion yuan, and ran away with his sister-in-law..."

Lin Yi was dizzy. It seemed that this leather factory had a lot of inventory. It had been sold all over the country for three years but it had not been sold out yet---.

Of course, Lin Yi didn't pay much attention to these miscellaneous stalls. He basically just passed by and went straight to the antique area inside.

...

It is worthy of being an antique fair. I saw that the antique market inside was full of bustling crowds, either in groups of three or two or acting alone. Some seemed careless but couldn't help thinking about the grocery stalls on the side of the road. Some were walking in a hurry, and such people usually had their own goals.

Some of the stall owners were chatting, some were looking around and waiting for their customers to come to the door, and some even placed a large cardboard on the stall with the words "If you have something to do, please call your phone, and you will arrive in ten minutes"; many vendors sat cross-legged in front of a piece of rag, humming a tune, turning a blind eye to people, as if they had never expected to sell it.

If there is any difference between the vendors here and the vendors in other places, it is that people from all over the world and everywhere. How is the difference? Look at the clothes they wear, including Xinjiang, Tibetans, and even Miao people.

Jiang Lifu likes to buy some ethnic ornaments, so Lin Yi followed him to meet a female stall owner, named Pan Yuzhen, a Miao woman from Guizhou. She is wearing ethnic costumes and huge white ears. This outfit is an advertisement in itself.

She is cheerful and active. Jiang Lifu bought her a set of silver bracelets, and she waved a big copper coin to show her, saying that she had just bought it and could be used for scraping. She said that the business is average today, but someone ordered 50 sets of Dong ethnic clothes, which was not as good as those who sold silver jewelry. She sold it for more than 7,000 yuan today!

Kamao is a Tibetan beauty who specializes in Tibetan clothing. She wore a shawl and looked like a good girl from a distant place. She said that when she was a child, she followed her family to nomadic, raised more than 30 yaks and more than 200 sheep. Before working as a stall, she worked as an actor in a folk art troupe in Qinghai. Later, she saw that her friends were making money on street stalls, so she entered the industry and started a business. She did business everywhere, but she usually stayed in Panjiayuan, Beijing, with a large place and a lot of sales. But occasionally there were big gatherings, such as this Luoyang Antiques Conference, who would come to join in the fun. Then she said that she sold more than 8,000 yuan today.

Jiang Lifu said that he had been to her hometown Huangnan Prefecture, Qinghai, and she asked, "Do you think Beijing is better or Qinghai?"

Jiang Lifu pondered for a moment and asked back: What do you think?

She said of course it was Beijing!

Jiang Lifu said that each has its own merits.

She smiled: You are quite good at talking.

...

Lin Yi didn't know if Jiang Lifu found the reporter's material, but through Jiang Lifu's guidance, Lin Yi began to look at these "street vendors" who traveled from another perspective. In the past, Lin Yi just regarded them as the targets and opponents of business, but now he realized that they are also living, flesh and blood, and stories.

Sometimes there are more stories about people than books.

...

After finally waiting for Jiang Lifu to find reporter materials in these antique areas, Lin Yi had the opportunity to enter the old books field with him. As soon as he arrived at the street where old books were bought and sold, Lin Yi saw a pile of shabby calligraphy and paintings in front of an old man in the countryside, surrounding a group of selected people, bargaining for the selected ones.

According to Lin Yi's current eyesight, he could tell that it was a bunch of fake things that could not be fake. The inscriptions on the picture were erratic, just like a person who had never taken a brush, and it was very ugly. It was just that the paintings were made old. It was also very terrifying to look at the paper.

Two people chose one by one and asked for more than 300 paintings to be thrown away by a hundred people. Seeing that their faces were like they had taken a huge advantage, the old man in the country sighed helplessly: Let's see what this is, isn't it the same as giving it to you? But there was a clear smile from outsiders' eyes that was unaware of. The rest of the people became even more impatient and started to work. After a while, most of the old calligraphy and paintings were sold.

Two people in their sixties bought one, and asked a question next to him who was about the same age but dressed like an expert with a status. The man talked: "It's impossible to make a mistake, Guanshanyue, I have been playing this for decades, and I'm sure it's true. The two of them were happy and kept thanking: Thank you, thank you, a few hundred yuan, as long as the things are real. Little did they know that it's a clumsy and strange thing to get a painting of Guanshanyue that can't get a hundred or eight hundred yuan. Looking at the satisfied expressions of the two, Lin Yi really couldn't bear to tell them what to buy for a few hundred yuan.

After a while, people left, and someone with the same accent as the old man in the country came over: I made a profit today.

Old man: It’s time for us to go back.

If you think about it carefully, you have to match this pile of worn-out calligraphy and paintings with such a rustic old man in a countryside. Just like the donkey cart driving on the wasteland in northern Shaanxi, an old man wrapped in a worn-out fur coat with a black alfres scarf wrapped around his head. If the person who drove the cart was a young wife wearing a silk-colored silk-painted thick rouge on her face, it would be completely wrong.

Those who bought fake things thought they had found a vacancy, but they were happy. Those who sold fake things made money and went home to have fun. Thinking about it, no one seemed to suffer any loss, because fortunately they were very happy in their hearts.

Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh: In our eyes, the other party is a fool, but in the eyes of the other party, we must be a fool. After all, everyone is a fool. Besides, if you want to be happy, don't be too shrewd. Being a fool who treats the other party as a fool is also a kind of happiness.

Just as Lin Yi was sighing about this, Jiang Lifu, who came to Taobao with him, had already taken action in front of a used book stall.
Chapter completed!