The young girl waved her hands and said nothing, moving towards the window.
I pulled open the collar and smelled it. Maybe it was because I had just changed my clothes and not taken a shower before coming out. I could indeed smell a "rotten egg smell". The smell was not strong, but it was a bit overpowering.
I got up and stood in the back of the car.
Others are embarrassed to say it openly, but you have to be self-aware. There is indeed a strange smell, and it is all caused by the smell.
When I arrived in the city, I first went to the supermarket and bought five kilograms of mung beans. Then I walked around for more than an hour, but I couldn't find a place to buy traditional Chinese medicine. Large hospitals required registration information, so it was impossible for me to go. Finally, under the guidance of a taxi driver, I found a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
, the location is near Gubei East Street, it doesn’t have all the medicines, but it does have the Dendrobium that I want.
Boiling water with Styrofoam and mung beans can detoxify some of the poisons in tombs. Decades ago, the old tomb robbers who hired Mawangdui to dig up all boiled this water and drank it. On the contrary, the experts on site did not believe this, so they started digging
After finishing the blood coffin, some people died of the disease a few years later, and some lived for a long time but had rotten hands and feet. These things are not publicized officially because they are not in line with the scientific principles today. Except for those in the industry, they know
Inside the story, only the person involved understands the pain.
If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer losses before you die. I must listen to the boss on this matter. After that, I bought another ten yuan wallet and various materials for "finishing" the bronze and hurried back.
"I'm back, brother, I bought all kinds of delicious food, this big bag."
"The meat buns I bought are okay?"
"What's the matter?" Lao Huang said, sitting on the sofa and picking up the dead skin on his bleeding feet. "I just called a friend and he said that the price of Tang Sancai, which has not been broken or repaired, has increased a lot in the past two months on the black market.
The animals have doubled, and the characters have doubled.”
"It's increased so much?"
"Perhaps a wealthy man has purchased a large amount of Tang Sancai recently. We must have a plan in mind and don't sell too much," said Old Huang.
At this time, the fat man took a big bite of the apple and said: "Old Huang, you are wrong to think this way. It is normal for the market to rise and fall. If we want to sell exactly according to the market price, who the hell will buy our stuff? We are full.
Yes? Our batch shipment depends on the total price, which is 30% to 40% lower than the market price, and sometimes it can be lower than half. The next time you collect local goods, you have to take risks, but it’s almost okay.”
I nodded: "The fat man is right, and it doesn't cost much. I just need to realize it as soon as possible."
After saying that, I went into the bathroom, took out the stinky cauldron, and started boiling water.
Peel and cut three kilograms of lemons into cubes and add them to the pot. Add two tablespoons of salt and one packet of baking soda. I wanted to buy oxalic acid but couldn't, so I bought toilet cleaning liquid instead. The effect was pretty much the same.
Pour in a whole bottle of toilet cleaning liquid and stir constantly with a spoon.
After a while, it bubbled and turned into yellowish brown.
At this time, dip a little bit with chopsticks and slowly drip it into the cold water.
"Drip water condenses beads".
I took a small taste with a spoon, because a lot of oranges were boiled, and the taste was okay, sweet and sour with a bit of bitterness, like kvass soda.
"Fat man! Find me a big spoon!"
"There's no big spoon! How about a big ashtray!"
I looked at it and said I'd make do with it.
Enduring the pungent smell, I said while pouring: "One spoonful of Qing, two spoons of Tang, three spoons of Qin Shihuang, four spoons of Shang, five spoons of Xia, six spoons of Return to Shennongjia, seven spoons of eight Jurassic, nine spoons
Ten spoons open the world."
"How about this appearance?"
"Okay, brother, this is your magic water. The quality has been improved by one level, the rust is reduced, and the leather coating is brighter, but the smell doesn't seem to have been removed much."
I shook my head, there was nothing I could do, the stink of the cauldron seemed to have penetrated into my bones.
In the afternoon, I boiled ghost grass needle water as the boss said. The fat man asked me what I was drinking. I said it was tea to soothe my throat. I let him drink a cup too, but he didn't doubt it.
Ten o'clock in the evening.
I suddenly discovered that the color of the "Five Poison Stone" that Lao Huang casually placed under the coffee table turned dark red. It seems that this thing will change color with the intensity of light? Anyway, this thing looks red in the dark and black in the light.
, I don’t understand the principle.
"Brother, look at how the craftsmen made the flowers on this hairpin. They are thinner than hair."
There were more than a dozen pieces of goldware of different categories on the table. Lao Huang played with one of the blond hairpins and sighed.
"This is a typical silk-pulling craft of the Tang Dynasty. This hairpin is nothing. I have seen better ones than this in the south in the past few years."
After the fat man finished speaking, his cell phone suddenly rang. He listened to the person on the other end for half a minute and said with a smile: "Boss Ma, you have also seen the photo. The goods from Tangkeng are serious. If it weren't for my brother who was in a hurry to use money,
It can’t be sold either.”
"I understand, I understand what you mean. Don't worry, brother, when I do things. Shanxi's hat will never be found on us in the next life."
"Okay, you are thinking about it and give me the confirmation as soon as possible. Anyway, the goods are for you to look at first. If you start late, it may be gone."
"No, Boss Ma. I don't charge a deposit. You can only pay for the goods upon delivery. Anyway, I won't tell you if it's too much. You can add it up yourself."
"Well, okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Fatty threw his phone on the table and lit a cigarette. Before he could take two puffs, another call came in.
"Oh, Brother Wang."
"Of course the goods are ready! Items from Tangkeng are rare now. I'm here to look at the goods for you first. Others don't know yet. It won't be possible if it's too late!"
"Haha, we don't charge a deposit. You decide on the price and the money will be delivered. I'm in trouble and need money urgently. You can do the total yourself."
After several phone calls in a row, the fat man said the same thing.
At this time, I opened the curtains with a glass of water and looked around.
There was no one downstairs, but the next second, I squinted and frowned.
"What brother?" the fat man asked.
"It's okay, just stay here."
I ran to the front desk of the hotel, put down a hundred yuan and said, "Madam boss, there is a silver car parked at the north intersection. Please go over and help me see if there is anyone in the car."
The landlady didn't know why, but she saw that I was willing to pay so she didn't ask any more questions. She carried a small bag of garbage and went to see it.
After seven or eight minutes, she came back and told me: "Someone, several people are smoking in the car. What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's okay."
After returning to the house, I looked through the window for a few more minutes, then turned around and asked, "Fat man, there was a car following us on the way back last night. Did you see the license plate number?"
"No, then who can see clearly."
"Where's the car model?"
The fat man still shook his head and said he couldn't see clearly at all.
The car parked downstairs of the hotel was a Hafei Lobo. I closed my eyes and recalled the outline of the car last night, and immediately said: "Pack your things and leave now."
Lao Huang immediately put down the goldware in his hand and came over to look at it. I closed the curtains and said excitedly: "Don't fucking look at it! Listen to me! Let's leave through the back door!"
"What about our car?" the fat man asked nervously.
"No! I don't want anything but these things! Hurry up!"
Without saying anything, the fat man found a shoe box and swept all the gold items into the box with a wave.
Lao Huang also packed all the burial objects into sacks as quickly as possible.
I turned on the TV and left the room light on deliberately, and I didn't even have time to change my shoes.
I put on my slippers and went straight downstairs and ran out of the back door of the hotel.
