Chapter 327

"Have you heard? The ghost market will be an hour earlier tomorrow."

"An hour earlier, what's so strange? The news has already been announced! It's the same during the carnival."

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"The ghost market from tomorrow is a little different from usual, with some new things."

"It's different? Why is it different? What's new?"

"You don't know, do you? The news has already been announced."

"Don't give a shit! I'm not in the habit of reading newspapers. Tell me what's going on right now."

"This time, the antique collection carnival was held by relevant departments. In order to attract collectors and collection experts from all over the country, a special policy was specially applied to the above, and some antiques that were allowed to be circulated were put into the ghost market. In other words, in the ghost market starting tomorrow, there will definitely be good things on the stalls, it depends on whether everyone has the eyesight!"

"This kind of thing is impossible, right? Where did the relevant departments come from?"

"What are you talking about? What's so difficult about this kind of thing? After approval, some less important antiques are taken out of the museum, or the relevant departments pay their own money to buy some real antiques. This matter is not resolved. Yet?"

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"It doesn't matter how the antiques came from, doesn't it? The most important thing is that there are really good things in the ghost market! I don't know what you think. Anyway, early tomorrow morning, I will go to the ghost market and try my luck."

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Song Yun ate a round frantically, stopped to drink beer, and while resting for a while, there was a series of discussions next to him. The center of the topic was of course the upcoming antique collection carnival that was about to open. Then slowly focus on the ghost market.

Song Yun didn't pay too much attention at the beginning. He was depressed when he failed to pick up the leaks. Suddenly, he heard someone say that there are definitely good things in the ghost market. own.

"Is this kind of thing true?"

"Could it be that the person who organized the antique collection carnival really did such a thing?"

Song Yun was a little unconvinced.

"There is nothing strange about this, and it is indeed a good way. To put it bluntly, it is almost like a lottery or a treasure hunt."

"The antiques that are brought out are not very good, ordinary goods, 10,000,000, etc. are already incredible. These things are placed in the ghost market, and the effect is absolutely brilliant, and they will definitely attract very, very many people."

Tang Miaomiao pondered for a while and felt that this matter should be true. The key is that the person who came up with this idea is very powerful.

Shen Xue was more direct. He searched the Internet directly, and found the news immediately. This is the official announcement of the Antique Collection Carnival, which is about this matter.

Shen Xue handed the phone to Song Yun.

"Great!"

"This is really good!"

"I'm going to catch all of these things in one fell swoop tomorrow!"

Song Yun felt that his chance to save face had come.

"Isn't that necessary?"

"Although such antiques are real, they are definitely not very good. You don't need to work hard like this, right?"

Tang Miaomiao shook his head, these antiques must be common goods, there is no need to spend too much time.

"Sister Tang, how can you be like this?"

"Do you despise such a little antique?"

"I can't have such an idea!"

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat!"

"Not to mention, some people may have taken a look at these things, and there are good things in them!"

Song Yun is righteous.

Tang Miaomiao was speechless, for such a thing, Song Yun occupies the commanding heights of reason, and he can't refute it at all.

Shen Xue shook her head, ghost city means having to get up early, she is reluctant to do this kind of thing, in contrast, she would rather lie in bed and sleep.

Song Yun hated that iron was not steel, but it was useless. Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue resolutely decided to sleep in tomorrow morning.

After eating supper and returning to the hotel, Song Yun hurriedly took a shower and went to bed. He had to get up early tomorrow morning.

Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue were completely different. The two of them bought a large package of snacks and watched TV while chatting.

"Tomorrow's ghost market, are you really not going?"

"Don't go! Definitely don't go!"

"I'm not going either! I have to get up early! Never do this kind of thing!"

"Song Yun can go alone!"

"That's right, he can go alone. Anyway, he has to take it back if he misses it. It's really rewarding. We can't see it again then? There's no need to get up early!"

"Actually, the most important thing is that those antiques are too ordinary to be of interest!"

"Hey! This sentence hits my heart! I can make 30 million people in a month and a half, how can I look at the tens of thousands of small antiques?"

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Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue chatted until two in the morning, and went to bed when they were too sleepy.