Hu Tu felt that he had boarded the pirate ship. But thinking about where he was about to go, he put away his dissatisfaction and thought to himself: "I think it's all for fun before the New Year, maybe I can earn some hard work. For the New Year, the market should feel very different."

When they arrived at the place, the two police officers first went to the hotel to change their casual clothes and walked to the antique market. In the snow, the sellers guarded the street stalls, standing in a simple shed with their heads shrank, and some were holding a sweet potato and chewing on the snow. The sweet potato skin was thrown on the snow, melting a pile of snow water.

The four people walked together and seemed a little large. They were divided into two groups, one in front and the other in the back, supporting each other. Before finding the tomb robbers, Hu Tu was the main force. He and Chen Peipei walked in front, pretending to be lovers, walking hand in hand. The snow on the ground was constantly piled up, and the footprints were rows, and the clear number could be seen. There were few people in the sky and the sound of the antique street was much colder than before.

"Don't be so stiff." Chen Peipei whispered, "Naturally, if you can see that others are pretending at a glance, you just treat me as your girlfriend, won't you?"

Hu Tu was not used to holding hands when shopping, and he never went shopping with Wang Pinqiu like this. He habitually tried to raise his right hand and scratch his head, but his right hand was pulled, so he had to change his left hand and touch his nose. He pointed to the first stall and said, "Then let's take a look at the real one first, and then find someone."

"Can't you smell it directly?" Chen Peipei reminded nervously, "I heard that people who have robbed tombs all have a special smell on their bodies, a bit like the smell of loess and corpses. If you smell it carefully, you have to see when to go to the antiques!"

The antique street is full of old things. Whether it is an antique or not, it has an old smell on it. The taste is very similar to being pulled out of the soil. Just by judging from the smell, it is estimated that one-third of them look like to tomb robbers. It would be better to send police officers directly to interrogate them one by one.

However, although Antique Street is known as a place to sell antiques, there are not many real things these days. If the things are real and there is a strange smell on them, this person is able to do so.

Chen Peipei's suggestions are too unrealistic, and he feels like an outsider commanding an insider. Hu Tu doesn't like it very much. After getting off the car, he feels like he is giving up without saying a word. He said, "I think we are on the antique street. If we see someone, we will smell it on him. Then there will be a problem at first sight. The tomb robbers will not sneak away? If that's the case, you might as well pull a police dog over, which will be faster."

Few people who are hang out on this antique street have a completely innocent foundation. If they see the police coming, let alone the tomb robbers, even if they are really innocent, they have to hide first to avoid trouble. If they really pull all the police dogs over, most of the people on the street will disperse immediately.

Chen Peipei secretly extinguished his heart, but he still wanted to find it as soon as possible. However, such a thing is useless to be anxious, and he still has to take it step by step. She saw Hu Tu squat down, searching one by one slowly, standing next to him and doing it anxious. After a few minutes, she couldn't help but urged: "Have you found it?"

At this time, the seller also smiled and asked, "Yes, young man, what are you looking for?"

Hu Tu shook his head and replied together: "I haven't found it. These things are not enough in the past, at most they are from the Republic of China."

The seller's face flashed with praise, and then he said dissatisfiedly: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. What about the Republic of China? I'm at least from the Qing Dynasty. You can leave quickly." As he said that, he waved his hand, very unhappy that Hu Tu seemed to be like again.

After hearing the seller's words, Chen Peipei also showed suspicion and said, "Hu Tu, are you okay?"

Hu Tu stood up and scratched his head. After he finished speaking, he realized what he said just now was inappropriate. Antique Street has always been true and false. If you don’t buy it, then it’s important to see through and not say it out loud. Hu Tu said it out loud. If the seller recognizes it, how can he sell the things? So no matter how much he praises, people still have to drive them away.

Hu Tu took two steps and whispered: "If you can't trust me, you can go find someone else. I don't even have a salary to help you work. You started chattering from the beginning." It was not a couple who dared to speak like this, and they dared not care about Chen Peipei's glaring as a police officer, and walked towards the next stall in vain.

Without Hu Tu's help, Chen Peipei could find someone else in a while. Her chest was undulating, and she could only hold her breath. But her eyes were not forgiving, and the flames in her eyes seemed to burn Hu Tu. Then she noticed that Hu Tu skipped past two stalls and immediately walked up to question.

Hu Tu glanced at her like a fool and said in a playful tone: "I don't need to see modern artworks with clear prices, right?" He squatted down and searched on the stall for a while. He saw a pile of copper coins from the stalls with fake goods, which were ancient coins from the Qing Dynasty. He searched in it for a while, but did not see the precious variety, and asked: "How to sell this?"

The seller immediately said: "500 yuan per coin is not a 20% price, you can choose any price. These copper coins were all from the Qing Dynasty. They were sold by a friend. I don't know whether it is real or fake or expensive. It depends on your eyesight."

Hu Tu shook his head, stood up and walked to the next stall, and the seller didn't stop him. Chen Peipei naturally asked again, and he explained: "No one of those copper coins is worth 500 yuan. He originally wanted to pick a few to play with, but I won't do anything that I'll be fooled after buying them."

The antique streets are full of human spirits. If you want to take advantage of it, you have to be more clever than human spirits. This requires a prerequisite, that is, to see the authenticity of the items and know their background. Hu Tu is a little confident in this regard. He walks on this street, without seeking to take advantage of it, and not suffer any losses first.

Seeing that Hu Tu’s statement was reasonable and well-founded, Chen Peipei asked a few questions tentatively, and Hu Tu could explain them clearly one by one, which added a little confidence to her. She said, "Hu Tu, do your best. If you can really catch this group of tomb robbers, I will definitely apply for a reward for you when you look back."

Hu Tu laughed silently. He said how much money the government rewarded would be if it was too much. If it was for that, he wouldn't come. But he still asked: "Is the reward a cash payment? How much can I give?"

As a police officer, Chen Peipei's ideas are somewhat different from those of ordinary people. When she hears someone using money to measure honor, she always shows a dissatisfaction expression, but she is powerless to change anyone's thoughts, and said a little impatiently: "At least a thousand yuan, you won't let you work in vain." This thousand yuan is only possible when you catch a tomb robber. If you can't catch it, it will be work in vain.
Chapter completed!