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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.",Especially Su Xiao Fan and vendors like him, who operated temporary stalls. After selling an item, they took no responsibility whatsoever. There were no receipts or warranties. Because the goods sold on street stalls weren't expensive, buyers were mostly looking for entertainment. They generally knew the items were fake, so over ten years of setting up his stall, Zheng Dagang hadn't encountered any customers returning for refunds. However, in the antique market, disputes occasionally arose within the shops.,“Did you issue a receipt” Zheng Dagang was taken aback and immediately glared at Su Xiaofan. This kid usually seemed so cunning, how could he make such a blunder at this crucial moment How could they possibly issue receipts to customers And even specifying the year Wouldn’t that just invite trouble when people came looking for them。