The corners of Qiao Yi'an's mouth curled up slightly, not caring about the crowd at all. When could it be easier than looking for something shiny in this dark environment?

Although the flashlight in the hands of buyers who come to shop for things will affect Qiao Yi'an's vision judgment, as long as the antique can reach a certain age, the light of that antique can completely cover the light from the flashlight and float above the light If you are angry, it will become the best pointer for that antique.

But sometimes Qiao Yi'an's idea is quite beautiful, but in fact it is far more cruel than she thought. According to Qiao Yi'an's idea, just stand in the middle of the street and walk all the way, and scan the surrounding stalls from the beginning to the end. You will definitely be able to find something suitable, after all, this is a ghost market. Unexpectedly, the crowded crowd almost completely covered the goods on the stall, forming a wall of people. How can a halo of more than ten centimeters penetrate this wall of people?

Even something from the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties might not be very useful!

If the year is younger, for example, the halo of five or six centimeters emanating from the objects of the Qing Dynasty, which can never exceed ten centimeters, is even buried inside, and there is no trace of it. to the flashing halo on the booth.

Qiao Yi'an couldn't help but frown when she discovered this problem. There are so many stalls and so many people, she has to find it. When will she find the right thing?

This 10,000 yuan is not much, but not too much.

It is still very difficult to buy the most valuable things with the least amount of money in the hands of these savvy stall owners who have been in the antique street all year round. At least she had to go around the entire antique market.

It didn't take too long for her to be reborn. In addition to her pregnancy, Qiao Yi'an had never been to such a morning market for the sake of her health and the growth and development of her two children. Looking at the crowd talking in low voices, Qiao Yi'an also He vaguely felt the low-pressure tense atmosphere around him that was different from the daytime.

Turning his eyes slightly, Qiao Yi'an thought about it, and decided to go into the most crowded booth against the crowd.

Unlike her, most of the people who often wander in the ghost city are experienced experts, and it is right to follow their footsteps.

After all, if the things on the stall of the stall owner are good, there will be more customers.

As for the stalls with few people...

That would be even easier, just use the ability to scan over, and you can see the situation of the entire booth clearly.

Qiao Yi'an made up his mind, scanned the surroundings, and picked the most crowded booth on the left. Relying on his small size and strength, he put the cloth bag given by Old Man Wu on his chest, and burrowed into the crowd. There are a lot of thieves these days, and she is also afraid that if something goes wrong with the money in her hand, she will be ashamed to see old man Wu again.

"Ouch! Who squeezes me, don't squeeze in!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait until I finish reading it!"

Following the bursts of low exclamations from the crowd, Qiao Yi'an has already got into the front position of the booth, concentrating his mental power, his supernatural power slowly attached to his eyeballs, and a cool breath climbed upwards Covering the entire eyeball, the world in Qiao Yi'an's eyes became clearer.

She took out the flashlight and pretended to pick out an item to observe, but her eyes were on this booth and other things!

With just one glance, Qiao Yi'an frowned. There were more than two hundred items in this stall owner's stall, but there were only two copper coins with halos inside!

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