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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.,And even if things got heated, Zheng Dagang wasn't afraid. Don't look at the fierce expressions on these few people's faces, but Zheng Dagang was a local tough guy. He had been running around this antique market since he was wearing diapers. If the other party wanted to be rough, Zheng Dagang would yell and half the stall owners in the market could be called over. These four or five people were really nothing to him.,"West This...this is four, all around" Zheng Dagang didn't reach out to take the receipt. Instead, he used his hand to shield his forehead from the midday sun and glanced at the receipt. At this glance, Zheng Dagang couldn't help but laugh. He just said it, Su Xiaofan, this kid, how could he leave such a handle for others It turned out that he had dug a pit for the other party on the receipt.。