"That's right, let's pack up the stall and go talk over there." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "This sun is really scorching. Let's find a teahouse to sit in for a bit.",Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zheng Dagang let out a sigh of relief. "I'm saying, Brother, you seem to be an expert too. Bronze wares belong to prohibited cultural relics. If he dared to display them on his stall, he would be caught within ten minutes. How could he possibly have ancient Western Zhou artifacts Those are national treasures! In my opinion, this is a case of a willing seller and a willing buyer. You can't blame Xiao Fan for this.",Though Zheng Dagang spoke, a smile couldn't help but spread across his face. The antique market was a place full of tall tales; you could pick any vendor at random, and they’d claim the chipped teacup on their stand was once used by Emperor Qianlong. It was perfectly normal for someone like Su Xiaofan to hype up the objects on his stall.。