Jiang Chen shook the animal ring on the vermilion door, which was like a modern doorbell.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside, as if no one was there.
"Brother, if that doesn't work, let's leave first."
Passers-by were a little nervous, as if the vermilion gate was like a scourge.
"It doesn't matter."
Jiang Chen smiled faintly. His consciousness had already noticed that there were many people busy inside.
He knocked on the door, but the person inside didn't give any response. Even if he didn't want to let him in, he would have to send someone to reject it personally.
"Dang Dang Dang"
Jiang Chen used his spiritual power to strengthen the beast ring, making the sound louder. It sounded like the person outside the door was shaking the beast ring harder.
In the public hall, Jiang Chen couldn't force the door open. After waiting for a while, the people inside didn't come out to respond. Just when Jiang Chen was about to turn around and leave, his spiritual consciousness found that the people inside had picked up weapons for no apparent reason.
"Xiao Ran, are modern muskets made of black metal very small?"
Jiang Churan, like the passers-by next to him, felt inexplicable fear when he looked at the door. He hugged Jiang Chen's arm tightly and was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard Jiang Chen's question.
Before Jiang Churan could answer, the passers-by nodded and looked at Jiang Chen warily.
"Brother, have you never seen a gun? Why don't you even know what a gun looks like?"
"Don't be afraid, the person inside took out a black metal object from his pocket, and the smell coming from it was somewhat similar to gunpowder."
Jiang Chen casually said that he had seen guns during wars before, but they were all very big. He had never seen one as small as the one brought out by the gang inside.
"Does the person inside have a gun?"
Passers-by were instantly shocked, what was going on, why was there a gun inside?
And how did this old man find out? Didn’t the door open?
Smell? There is no smell at all. Why don’t I smell anything?
"grandfather."
Jiang Churan was even more frightened. In her ordinary life of the past twenty years, things like guns only existed on TV and computers, and she never thought that she would encounter them in real life.
Jiang Chen patted Jiang Churan's back and pulled Jiang Churan down behind him.
The passers-by were even more nervous when they saw this action. What is this man going to do?
"Squeak"
The vermilion door slowly opened, and a head emerged from the crack in the door and looked at Jiang Chen and the others, scolding,
"What do you do? Don't you know our store is only open at the end of the year?"
As the vermilion gate opened, the surrounding passersby inexplicably stayed away from the place, and even the surrounding businesses closed their doors. This is a scene that is impossible to see in modern society.
"I just want to go in and see what you are selling. The other shops on this street really don't have anything that interests me. Don't worry, I have plenty of money."
Jiang Chen was not nervous at all, and mortals + gunpowder really made Jiang Chen unable to be nervous.
"rich?"
The person in the crack of the door looked Jiang Chen up and down, and then looked at the two people behind Jiang Chen, a twenty-year-old girl and a young man who was too ordinary to be ordinary.
"come in."
After confirming that there was no danger, the person at the door stepped aside and guided Jiang Chen and the others in. When the three of them walked in, the door closed again.
Jiang Churan looked carefully at the interior of the house. It was just like his grandfather's house, with a very antique layout. The walls were covered with various calligraphy and paintings, and there were four pillars carved with dragon patterns in the lobby.
There are tables and chairs in the middle, and behind the main seat is a large screen, blocking everything behind it.
"Sorry, sorry."
A fat middle-aged man came out of the screen, smiled and said sorry to Jiang Chen and the others.
"Everyone on this street knows that our store only opens at the end of the year. After all, there is an old saying in the antique street, if it does not open for three years, it will last for three years after opening. Our store is like this. The things are too precious. Normally, we have to be wary when we open the store.
, we might as well just open the door at the end of the year for good luck."
The middle-aged man asked his servants to pour tea for the three of them and said with a smile,
"I heard from the people below that some of them have deep pockets and don't know what they want to buy from us?"
Jiang Chen felt the nervousness of Jiang Churan and the passers-by around him, so he simply kept his ink and went straight to the point,
"Let's be honest, I was just curious about your store being closed, so I came in to disturb you. Let the people behind you lower their guard. I don't want to fight in front of my granddaughter."
The middle-aged man's face froze, then he smiled and said,
"This guest is joking, there's no one behind him."
"Could it be that the figures behind your screen are all human figures, and the firearms in your hands are not toys?"
Jiang Chen took a sip of tea. The tea was quite good and tasted very mellow.
"Could it be that the guests are here to adjust
Are you laughing?"
The middle-aged man stopped pretending and clapped his hands.
A row of people came out from behind the screen, holding various things in their hands and staring fiercely at Jiang Chen and the others.
Jiang Churan and passers-by stood up instantly and subconsciously walked behind Jiang Chen.
Jiang Churan was quite curious. This passerby was not stupid, and he even knew how to hide behind his grandfather.
Of course, passers-by are not stupid. No matter how stupid they are, they can still tell that this time is very dangerous. Only the calm Jiang Chen may have a solution.
"Does the guest still plan to buy something now?"
The younger brother came out, giving the middle-aged man great confidence, and smiled confidently at Jiang Chen.
"You have to let me see what you have in your hands before you consider whether to buy it, right?"
Seeing that Jiang Chen still had a calm face, the middle-aged man was a little unsure of Jiang Chen's details, and looked at the subordinates next to him.
"If the customer really wants to buy something in the store, I will naturally welcome you. Wait a moment, and the people below will take out the treasures in the store and show them to the customer."
"Grandpa, why don't we leave."
Jiang Churan whispered, the scene in front of her gave her great pressure.
Now that his granddaughter said so, Jiang Chen stood up and
"No, I'm no longer interested. Please open the door."
"Don't guests think this is a place where guests can come and leave whenever they want?"
Now the middle-aged man was completely sure that these three people were here to cause trouble.
"Don't move, I'm the police!"
Passers-by watched the men around them approaching slowly, but they couldn't help but reveal their identities.
Maybe these people won't care if you reveal your identity.
But it would be even more unreliable to just wait for Jiang Chen to do something without revealing his identity.
"Police? Then we can't keep you, come on!"
The policeman revealed his identity, and the middle-aged man's face became even more angry, and he simply ordered his men to attack.
Jiang Churan had never seen such a battle before, and he threw himself into Jiang Chen's arms without even daring to raise his head.
Jiang Chen didn't expect that the passerby who led him in was actually a policeman. He was slightly surprised as he watched the passerby fight with the middle-aged man's men.
"Why, does the guest really believe that this comrade policeman can beat my men?"
The middle-aged man felt that the overall situation had been settled, so he calmly picked up the tea at hand and took a long sip.