But think about it, Luoyang was the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties.

Mang Mountain in particular is the largest tomb site in China, known as the"Pyramid of the East"; it is also the place where the largest number of emperors are buried in China, and is known as the"Valley of the Emperors of China".

The Mangshan Mausoleum Group contains hundreds of thousands of ancient tombs of various periods and types. It is said that there is no place for lying cows.

This is the burial place where emperors, nobles, and prominent figures from all dynasties flocked to.

From the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to the Five Dynasties, the bones of more than 40 emperors were buried here, and more than a thousand dignitaries were buried here.

The discovered imperial mausoleums include 5 Eastern Han Dynasty imperial mausoleums, 1 Cao Wei imperial mausoleum, 5 Western Jin imperial mausoleums, 4 Northern Wei imperial mausoleums, and 1 Tang imperial mausoleum after the Five Dynasties.

This is definitely because the tomb was born, otherwise, this is not scientific at all.

Zhao Yun continued to visit the flea market, stopping and stopping along the way, and bought a lot of copper coins again.

It's just that it's nothing valuable, but even so, Zhao Yun is quite satisfied.

After all, it’s rare to encounter so many types of copper coins at one time.

"Huh! By the way, where is that colleague? Didn’t netizens say that they were also live broadcasting here? Why didn't you see anyone?"

Zhao Yun looked around, but he didn't see the young man who was traveling with him.

"I don’t care, you must buy them all today, otherwise, I will call 110 and let the police handle the matter."

Just when Zhao Yun was looking for the young man who was traveling with him, suddenly, an angry voice came from not far away.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Yun was stunned and looked up.

He saw a group of people surrounding him not far away. Looking at the excitement, I don’t know what happened.

And that’s where the angry voice just came from.

"What are you doing over there? Why is it so noisy?"

Zhao Yun asked curiously

"Haha... Anchor, you will never imagine what happened to your colleague who was holding hair in his mouth."

"Anchor, I just watched it. The person making the noise over there is none other than your hair-drying colleague."

"Haha... Anchor, come over and have a look, there is a lot of fun over there to watch!"

"That kid, live broadcasts live, picks up leaks when he picks up leaks, and always likes to beep and beep non-stop. Today, there is a stall owner who can't stand it anymore."

"I just watched the live broadcast in that hairy live broadcast room, and I almost died laughing."

"Anchor, go and save your colleagues!"

……

Just when Zhao Yun was curious about why there was so much noise not far away.

Netizens in the live broadcast room started commenting frantically.

After glancing at these barrages, Zhao Yun was stunned.

The reason why there is so much noise over there is because of that fellow who is holding his hair in his mouth?

This actually made Zhao Yun interested, and he immediately walked not far away.

Then through the crowd, Zhao Yun saw the boy being grabbed by his clothes by two vicious stall owners.

As for that kid, he had a very ugly face and apologized repeatedly, almost crying from the fright.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Some people also just came over. They didn't know what happened, so they immediately asked out of curiosity.

"Everyone come and comment!"

"This kid doesn't buy anything. Instead, he takes one thing after another and says this is fake and that is fake, but he doesn't buy it. You judge, does this guy deserve a beating?"

A stall owner who was holding the young man said angrily to the surrounding people.

Everyone:"……"

Hearing this, Zhao Yun finally knew what this kid had done.

He doesn't know anything at all, he only knows how to brag, show off, and achieve live broadcast results.

This method is very unpleasant to begin with, and if it makes other vendors' bosses annoyed, doesn't it mean they have to get angry?

Especially when you take one thing after another and say it’s fake.

No matter how much the boss sells things to others, if others don't hit you, you have already restrained yourself.

"Haha...someone finally cleaned up this mess."

"With the way he does live broadcasts, it’s not normal if he doesn’t get beaten."

"Awesome! I'm afraid he is the only one who gets beaten during the live broadcast!"

"66666, let him live broadcast, let him show off, he deserves what he deserves!"

"I don’t have any skills. I know how to beep all the time and make a lot of noise. This is how a person like this should be."

"It made me laugh so hard. Looking at that kid’s face, I almost cried."

"Hahaha……"

……

When they saw the young man's appearance, the netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't help laughing.

But indeed, let alone them, even Zhao Yun couldn't help laughing.

However, it’s no one else’s fault that he can do this, it’s entirely his own fault.

When I was in the ghost market before, many bosses couldn't help it.

As a result, the car ended up overturning in Luoyang.

"Sorry, sorry, I was wrong, I dare not!"

The young man apologized repeatedly with a very ugly face.

At this time, he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. After all, the whole thing was originally his fault.

"Boy, did you just say sorry and forget about it?"

The other stall owner who grabbed him shouted

"This...then tell me, what are you going to do to let me go?"

The young man said with a sigh.

He naturally knew that he would never be able to leave here easily today. Now it depends on what these people want to do.

"It's very simple. You buy all the things on my stall that you say are fake."

"Same here"

"ah……"

Hearing this, the young man's expression changed drastically.

With so many things, how could it be possible to sell them all?

How can I have so much money?

"Ah what? If you say those things are fake, how can we sell them?"

"That is, you still said it on the live broadcast, then who will dare to come to us to buy things in the future?"

The two stall owners shouted.

After hearing the words of the two stall owners, everyone said they could understand.

After all, this guy didn't say in private that these things were fake.

Instead, he promoted these things on the Internet as fake. If If word spreads, it’s okay if these things can’t be sold.

If these two stall owners are labeled as people who specialize in selling fake goods, then these two stall owners will cry to death.

Especially them. Once someone who sells literature and antiques gets a bad reputation, it will be difficult to sell their stuff.

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