"Brother Gang, can you watch the stall for me I'm going to the restroom." At a stall in the Luochuan City antique market filled with various bronze wares, Su Xiaofan, who had just turned twenty, was feeling restless.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,"Xiaofan, what's going on here" Zheng Dagang, standing nearby, sensed something was amiss. He initially thought these people were interested in the items at Su Xiaofan's stall, but after hearing their conversation with the middle-aged man, he realized they were not here for good.。