Chapter 409: Heh, You Say the Thing I Stole from the Taiji Hall is Fake?

Tang An brought the four of them to the old home where she lived with her grandmother when she was a child.

Here, it was exactly the same as the dilapidated house the four of them saw together when they truly opened their hearts in the Journey to the West world.

However, this was no longer the appearance hallucinated according to her memory, but truly existed.

Tang An stroked the rusty red iron gate and walked into the dilapidated courtyard.

As if thinking of something, Tang An knelt on both knees toward the room where she and her grandmother lived.

"Grandmother, I'm back."

Sun Wukong and the others looked at each other and bowed in salute.

"After being out for so long, I still wanted to come home and see. Although... there is nothing here."

"I also brought my three disciples; you can count them as acquaintances, and you can count them as completely strangers."

"If there is a chance in the future, I will introduce them to you formally."

After saying these words, Tang An kowtowed three times and got up.

Yang Jian asked: "Master, do you want to restore this place?"

Tang An shook her head, "No need; even if it is restored, it won't change anything."

"Just let it settle with the years; anyway, in my heart, having this house, having Grandmother and me, can be considered a complete home."

Tang An didn't feel sentimental coming here, but rather felt relieved and relaxed.

Because she knew that in the future past, Grandmother would come back. She would work hard to change their ending, so that she would no longer be as lonely and helpless as she was now.

"I didn't understand before why the old people at the entrance of the village could sit for a whole day."

"Now I understand; it turns out that everything I look at is a memory. Whether it's good or bad, after reaching a certain experience, looking back, they will all be feelings from different angles."

"Let's go." Tang An stepped out of the red iron gate; this time she was no longer sentimental, and there were no longer many obsessions from the past.

Her only obsession was wanting to change fate with her own hands and reshape the reunion of her family.

Antique trading market.

The four of them appeared in an alley without surveillance, and then navigated to the market through the alley.

"Master..." Sun Wukong was a bit puzzled, "Are we here to steal or to rob this time?"

After all, with Tang An's style, every time she appeared in such a sneaky way, it was seemingly to steal, but actually to openly rob some things.

Tang An held her forehead; in the Journey to the West world, she had no moral pressure. But here, how did she give birth to a feeling of shame?

Sure enough, only in a strange place could she completely let herself go.

Returning to the place where she grew up, there was always a feeling of being beaten back to her original form in a minute.

"We are here to trade, no need to rob."

Tang An was afraid that the three of them would roll away everything in the entire trading market, and the chain reaction caused by then would be big. If she was careless, she would also be backlashed by the law of time.

"Wait until we finish selling things, I'll buy each of you a mobile phone, and then when I have time, I'll take you to ride big iron birds, big iron horses, small iron horses."

Big iron birds were naturally airplanes, big iron horses were high-speed trains and the like, and small iron horses were cars.

"Hmm." The three of them nodded at the same time, also curious about Tang An's mobile phone for a long time.

The four of them walked into the antique trading market, watching the crowd surging, just like when they were shopping in the market in the Journey to the West world.

However, they all used magic to transform their clothes, blending into this group of people. Except that the three of them were all very handsome, there was nothing abrupt.

"Four, are you selling something? Or buying something?" The boss sat on a chair, fat-eared, and the objects hanging on his neck and the things he was playing with in his hands were clearly objects with some years.

Tang An brought the three of them into a store, which was filled with dense things, all kinds of antique gadgets from various years.

"You, can you afford it?"

Tang An's sentence made the boss's eyes light up.

"Yo, then you must have good things in your hands."

"I don't know what year's object it is, take it out and let me open my eyes?"

Tang An looked at the Wealth Gathering Ring, where there were plenty of treasures she had plucked from Li Shimin's Taiji Hall.

But taking out any of them, Tang An felt it was wasting the treasure. Even that brush was Li Shimin's imperial object, worth a fortune.

If the transaction flowed abroad, it would be a loss.

"Hmm... this." Tang An finally took out an inkstone.

The boss put on his glasses and examined the treasure Tang An took out carefully. He didn't look, but the more he looked, the brighter his eyes became.

However, he was an old hand in the business; in front of Tang An, he could naturally remain calm. What's more, looking at the age of Tang An and the others, they were all young people; he guessed they were either stealing things from home and in a hurry to resell them.

Or, they were here to probe the bottom, not knowing the goods at all, not knowing how much this thing was worth.

"Yo, I say big sister."

"This thing of yours... it... did you pick it up somewhere, and were cheated?"

Tang An originally wanted to look at his store, but once she heard the boss say that, she became unhappy.

It was always her blacking others, now she was going to be targeted and blacked?

"Are you saying this thing is fake?"

The boss was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Heh, we are all honest in doing business. You can ask around for ten miles and eight villages; I am the most honest in doing business."

"How about this, I can't make up my mind about this inkstone of yours; I'll find a master to take a look for you? If it's real, I can also give you a high price, right?"

At this time, he was clearly testing.

If Tang An got up and left, it meant Tang An knew the treasure in her hand was real. If Tang An explained the origin of the treasure directly, it could also explain her approximate price in her heart.

But if she agreed to let others take a look, that would be knowing nothing and falling into a big pit.

Yang Jian and Sun Wukong could see at a glance that the boss was playing tricks, but Tang An smiled without saying a word, so they naturally didn't speak.

After all, in the Three Realms, there were many who suffered losses in Tang An's hands. Those who got cheap from her hands, they hadn't seen yet.

"Alright." Tang An agreed with a smile.

But obviously, her fist was also secretly hardening.

Soon, the so-called person to take a look was invited by the boss.

Looking at the gray-haired person, dressed in a human-like way, he felt like an expert authority.

After the two discussed, the answer they gave Tang An was...

Fake.

Not worth money, but could give a friendship price, three hundred yuan to collect it.

"Oh? Fake?" Tang An smiled, her legs resting on the boss's tea table.

The inkstone she took down from her noble father's dragon case, they said it was fake.

Interesting.

"Three hundred? Why not give two hundred and fifty?"

The boss's face looked ugly for a moment, but immediately smiled and said: "Big sister is not satisfied, I can add more for you, we are all doing honest business."

"Oh~" Tang An nodded, "Come, you two come over." ===== CHAPTER 410 =====