372: C372 Antique Street

C372 Antique Street

After Zhou Yang came out of the young master's house, he followed the location of the men of sacrifice and went to the so-called stronghold. He didn't expect that it was still a rather bustling place.

After Zhou Yang got off the taxi, he saw a stone tablet erected at the entrance of the street. The words Antique Street were written on it. It was really a place that sold antiques and treasures.

Zhou Yang chuckled. He originally didn't believe his young master's words, but he didn't expect him to be telling the truth. It seemed that it was true after seeing the street with his own eyes.

When his young master said that there were many collectibles, the whole street wouldn't be his collection, right? If it was really his collection, then he had really made a fortune. This wasn't just the scale of a museum, but also the scale of a museum. Ah!

Zhou Yang thought in his heart. He felt that the Numinous Treasure was already waving at him. Ordinary people actually could not feel the existence of the Numinous Treasure. Only people like Zhou Yang, who trained, could feel it.

Zhou Yang felt that since there were so many treasures here, the chances of there being a Numinous Treasure were too high! It was almost a 100% chance! This was an entire street!

Zhou Yang was already thinking about the Soul Treasure in his heart. He did not care that this was actually someone else's territory. He had not succeeded yet!

Zhou Yang thought as he walked along the street. The stall owners on both sides of the road were especially enthusiastic. They either shouted at Zhou Yang or pulled him in front of their stall.

Everyone was like a swarm of bees, asking Zhou Yang if he wanted to buy some treasures. This enthusiasm was almost as strong as the brothel keeper at the entrance. Zhou Yang's thoughts drifted away again.

Zhou Yang's thoughts were immediately messed up by a stall owner. The stall owner came over and grabbed Zhou Yang's arm, insisting that Zhou Yang take a look at the stall. It was as if Zhou Yang was a rich young master and was ready to make a big fortune.

Because Zhou Yang was distracted just now, he was easily pulled over by the stall owner. "Boss, take a look. These are all treasures. They are genuine!"

Wait! By the time Zhou Yang reacted, he was already standing in front of the stall owner. Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to leave. He looked around and found nothing suspicious.

Every stall owner was doing their own business. The sounds of various transactions and bargaining were also heard. There was nothing different about the place where they sold things during peacetime.

"Sigh! Boss, look at this vase. It's a genuine vase from the Ming Dynasty. Look at this pattern..." The stall owner who pulled Zhou Yang over was still talking non-stop about the vase.

"I don't want to buy it." Zhou Yang said coldly, then lifted his leg and was about to leave.

It was not easy for that stall owner to snatch a customer away. How could he let him go so easily? He pulled Zhou Yang's arm tightly. "Are you not satisfied with this vase? I have other things here. Take a look at what you want. Tell me that I can go and buy it."

Zhou Yang peeled off the boss's hand that was holding his. He repeated, "I said I won't buy it." Zhou Yang's expression was cold. He did not look like he wanted to buy anything.

"Tsk, why did you come here if you don't want to buy anything? It's weird." The stall owner finally let go of Zhou Yang. He walked back to his stall and continued to aim at the next customer.

Zhou Yang looked around again and felt that it was not a good idea to continue wasting time like this. While he was thinking, another stall owner came over and warmly asked Zhou Yang if he wanted to buy any treasures.

Zhou Yang was really impatient. He sneered and directly blew up his identity. "I am the young master's man. Where is your head? Don't hide anymore. I am Zhou Yang!"

The pedestrians and buyers on the antique street looked at Zhou Yang strangely. "Is there something wrong with this person's mind?" "Yes, if he is sick, hurry up and treat him. Why did he come here to cause trouble?"

Zhou Yang did not take all the discussions around him to heart. Seeing that his flowers did not attract the people behind the scenes, Zhou Yang casually grabbed a stall owner.

"I am Zhou Yang. Aren't you all going to kill me? Come on!" Zhou Yang grabbed the stall owner and spoke fiercely to him.

The stall owner did not have the angry reaction that Zhou Yang expected. He pushed Zhou Yang's hand away and said, "What are you doing! In broad daylight! Leave if you don't want to buy anything!"

" Oh? Is that so? You want me to leave? Are you sure you won't regret it?" Zhou Yang looked at the stall owner with an extremely serious gaze, causing the stall owner's hair to stand on end.

Zhou Yang saw the stall owner exchanging glances with the other stall owners around him, and he thought in his heart: Looks like I found the right place, but these stall owners don't seem to know me. He should be a small fry, not a core figure under Young Master.

"I advise you all to report this to avoid getting scolded later." Zhou Yang leaned against a stall and said leisurely.

The few stall owners who were closer to each other exchanged glances. Zhou Yang saw that someone had quietly left. It should be to inform the others.

Zhou Yang thought that he would have to wait for a while. Out of boredom, he chatted with the stall owner just now. He casually took a string of beads and rubbed them in his hands.

"Hey, how much money can you earn this day?" Zhou Yang said in boredom, "Did you encounter any special treasures? Let me open my eyes?"

"Hey, hey, hey! It's not like you want to buy them. Don't touch them! What if they are broken? They are all precious!" The stall owner snatched the bracelet from Zhou Yang's phone and touched it with a heartache.1

"I've seen a lot of rare treasures," the stall owner could not hide the proud expression on his face when he mentioned the treasure. He said proudly, "Do we have to worry about not seeing any treasures in our line of work?"

" Oh? Is that so? Do you usually sell these treasures after you collect them?" Zhou Yang continued asking, wanting to find out more about the treasures.

"If it's really a rare treasure, it might be collected by itself." The vendor paused for a moment and continued, "But it's usually sold to a few big families." When the stall owner said this, his voice became softer.

"Oh, so that's how it is." Zhou Yang thought that he still needed to explore the background of the major families. Who knows, there might really be unexpected treasures.

He couldn't place all his hopes on this antique street. After all, this was just a stronghold of the Gu Wu family. It was probably just a transition station.

However, Zhou Yang saw that this street wasn't small, and there were a lot of people on it. He had been here for so long, and it was estimated that he had only left half of the street. This young master's brother was really a big man.

Zhou Yang thought as he continued walking. The deeper he went, the more strange the looks of the stall owners were giving him. They also wanted to see if they dared to let Zhou Yang discover him.

Zhou Yang curled the corner of his mouth and smiled. He thought to himself that the deeper he went, the closer he was to the center of the crowd. It seemed like the people inside knew him. Zhou Yang thought as he rubbed his chin.

Letting him go in like this was probably to catch all of them in one fell swoop. Coincidentally, Zhou Yang also had the same intention just now.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang felt even less burdened as he walked. He walked leisurely as if he was shopping.

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