In the antique market in the north of Fuxing Street, Fuxing District, Fuhe City, due to the improvement of management in recent years, there are fewer and fewer antique rangers who often set up small stalls and sell fakes to fool people. On the surface, they seem to be a bit demanding.
He seemed to have disappeared.
But people who know it well know that they just changed their way of surviving in this industry.
There are not many real antique shops in the antique market. Most of them are shops selling fake works of art, jade, calligraphy and painting.
"Tianbaozhai" is the largest antique store here in terms of reputation and scale. The three-story building is located in the middle of the south side of the market. It is decorated in a retro architectural style from the inside to the outside, with carved beams and painted pillars and cornices.
From the doors, windows, beams and columns to the murals and ceilings, everything is carved with phoenixes, dragons, gold and color, giving off a strong atmosphere of simplicity and elegance.
Of course, the seemingly ancient decorative style hides absolutely modern anti-theft facilities.
Otherwise, even if there are not priceless treasures stored in the store, if there are too many ordinary antiques, the total value will be enough to tempt many thieves and even big thieves, and then take risks.
With the existence of antique shops like "Tianbaozhai", other shops in the antique market naturally pale in comparison.
Along the edge of the market, he walked slowly in front of various shops. Occasionally he looked up at the sign of this shop and the decoration of that shop. Xu Zhengyang couldn't help but feel a little emotional in his heart. How long did it take to become the land god? He was already ready to do it.
I opened a store in the city, not a small grocery store, but an antique store... I think most people in the village don't know what an antique store is?
Today, Xu Zhengyang is wearing black leather shoes, black trousers, and a white short-sleeved shirt. Compared with usual, he looks like two different people. His slightly dark and thin face reveals a healthy backbone and fortitude, and his eyes are often slightly wrinkled.
His eyebrows were raised and his eyes were half-closed, making him look serious and deep. The clothes he wore on him, although he didn't have the popular fashion sense of young people, revealed a different kind of maturity.
Thinking that yesterday when his sister heard that he was going to open an antique shop in Fuhe City, she had to drag him to Futou Town to buy him such a set of clothes, saying that he wanted to have a big boss, Xu Zhengyang couldn't help but feel happy on his face.
smile.
Yes, from now on, I will no longer be that young boy from the countryside who trades for millet! I will no longer argue with rural women every day, fight lawsuits, and bargain hard with others just to earn an extra three or two yuan.
After Yao Chushun left home that day, his parents and younger sister all gathered around their house, staring at the dirty clay pots and dishes that were still covered with mud on the bed, and stood dumbfounded for a long time.
Finally, with Xu Zhengyang’s reminder, everyone came to their senses.
Are these items as valuable antiques as the two jars last time?
Of course, Xu Zhengyang couldn't think of any other reason to explain the origin of the baby bumps. The reason was still that the God of the Land entrusted him with a dream and told him where the treasures were, and then he would dig them out at night. This reason was a bit far-fetched and made people confused. However, the God of the Land originally
It is a very surprising and incredible thing. Since the land god has been proven by several incidents to exist and have some close connection with Xu Zhengyang, then some of these extremely valuable things belong to Xu Zhengyang.
There is no doubt about it.
However, Xu Zhengyang discovered something that surprised him when Yao Chushun came home this time.
When Yao Chushun looked at each antique with dirt on his face with excitement, Xu Zhengyang suddenly worried that Yao Chushun would be like Zou Mingyuan, fooling himself, an outsider, and seeking violence? So he was a little uneasy.
He stared at Yao Chushun closely, thinking and worrying, and then... he suddenly discovered that he could actually penetrate people's hearts and sense whether Yao Chushun was telling lies or the truth.
It was at that moment that he understood that the magical ability that Gong Cao had in his dreams was actually the ability to enter the other person's spiritual world, and was not just about restricting and invoking dreams.
After the shock and surprise, Xu Zhengyang couldn't laugh or cry. Grandma, it's so hard to do such a small thing for the priestly position of Gong Cao. Moreover, it is only within the territory of Ci County, which is a bit...
Well, be content, and those who are content will always be happy.
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"Zhengyang, what do you think of this store?"
Yao Chushun's voice pulled Xu Zhengyang back, who was lost in thought. Xu Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the shop in front of him. It was a jade antique shop. The name of the gold-plated shop was written on the wooden brown plaque——
Guxiangxuan. The size of the store is not small. From the open door, you can see that it is about eighty or ninety square meters inside, and there is a narrow staircase in the middle of the side leading to the second floor.
There are brown wooden counters on three sides of the store, covered with glass frames. Needless to say, it is the kind of ultra-thick glass that is anti-smashing and anti-theft.
It was deserted inside. There was only a young clerk sitting behind the counter facing the door, holding a book and reading it with relish.
Xu Zhengyang looked at the piece of red paper taped to the wall between the door and the window. There were a few simple words written on it: "This store is for transfer and lease."
"Very good." Xu Zhengyang nodded.
"Then this is it!" Yao Chushun's triangle eyes flashed with a glint of light, and he walked into the store with his head tilted and his shoulders shaking.
Xu Zhengyang couldn't help but smile when he saw Yao Chushun's appearance. If this old guy hadn't had contact with him and got to know him personally, at first glance, he would have given people the impression that he was either a charlatan or a gentleman.
, he is not a good person anyway. Why do you look like a gas rat all day long?
Stepping in, Xu Zhengyang stood in the room and looked around at the decorations in the store. A kind of friendly feeling lingered in his heart inexplicably. He didn't know why. In short, everything in the room was pleasing to the eye, as if he was visiting "Tianbaozhai" for the first time.
I also had this feeling when I was there.
"Hey, Mr. Gu, what brought you here?" When the young clerk heard someone entering the store, he quickly put down the book in his hand. When he saw it was Yao Chushun, he greeted him with a smile and walked out from behind the counter.
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"Damn you, you have such a sweet mouth!" Yao Chushun spat, leaned on the counter, lit a cigarette and smoked, his eyes rolled around in his triangular eyes, and he shouted: "Go, call Jin Er.
!".
"Master Gu, my uncle is talking to someone upstairs. Do you think you can wait a moment?" The young man's attitude was respectful, but there was not much respect in his eyes. "Please sit down, I'll go and give it to you."
Pour me a cup of tea..."
Yao Chushun was obviously very dissatisfied. He glared at the waiter, raised his head and shouted upstairs: "Jin Er, Jin Changfa, you bastard, get down!"
After a while, footsteps were heard on the stairs.
A man who looked to be in his fifties and dressed in simple clothes came down from upstairs. When he saw Yao Chushun with a smile, he cupped his fists and saluted, and greeted politely: "I knew it was you by the sound of my voice."
The ancient master is here, and he may be greeted at a distance, but he may be welcomed at a distance."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Yao Chushun was not so polite. He pulled a chair and sat at the counter, smoking a cigarette and shouting: "You can't do it anymore? I see your store is going to be transferred out..."
Before he finished speaking, Yao Chushun's expression changed, and he stood up abruptly. He glared at the man who followed the long-haired man on the stairs and cursed: "You're an idiot! You don't guard your nest."
Shit, why are you digging here?"
Besides Zou Mingyuan, who else could make Yao Chushun look down upon him so much?
Sometimes Xu Zhengyang tried to think that if he were Yao Chushun, he would have stabbed Zou Mingyuan to death with a knife. But if you think about it carefully, it can be understood. After all, when he knew the truth of the matter, seven or eight years had passed.
time, although the hatred is still deep-rooted, it no longer has the violent and violent temperament.
Are most people in this world like this?
Moreover, Zou Mingyuan is wealthy and powerful, while Yao Chushun has already lost too many of his advantages due to these years of decadent life. Whether it is physical, mental, or interpersonal relationships, they have been reduced to the extreme. He has long lost his fighting spirit.
.
Hatred and revenge are two different things.
Maybe, Yao Chushun has been thinking about letting the other person live a miserable life so as to vent his hatred? It's a pity... Only a few people can do this kind of statement and idea, and most people use it to express their hatred.
It's just an excuse for being timid.
"Rubbish!"
As usual, Zou Mingyuan glanced at Yao Chushun contemptuously, and then he saw Xu Zhengyang standing at the counter on the other side, squinting his eyes and watching calmly, the one who had beaten him for spitting.
young people.
Xu Zhengyang had a calm smile on his face, and his eyes were half-squinted. He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and held a newly lit cigarette in the other hand. His thumb rested lightly on his belt buckle, and he spoke easily and casually.
He took a puff of smoke, raised the corner of his mouth, and greeted politely: "Hello, Manager Zou!"
"You..." Zou Mingyuan's face darkened, he took three steps towards Xu Zhengyang, then stopped, raised his finger and pointed at Xu Zhengyang, and said angrily: "You, wait, you wait...
"
"Slow down!" Xu Zhengyang smiled slightly, as if he couldn't see the threat in the other person's words.
For Xu Zhengyang, this kind of threat is too childish. Generally speaking, in one-on-one conflicts, those who say "you wait" are mostly cowards, and they are just trying to find a way to step down.
.Besides, Zou Mingyuan’s performance just now has deeply betrayed his thoughts.
Just imagine, he walked towards Xu Zhengyang angrily and quickly. It was obvious that he rushed forward and waved his fist or raised his foot at Xu Zhengyang.
But when he took three steps quickly and found that Xu Zhengyang didn't even move at all, and showed no fear at all, or that he didn't take his momentum seriously at all, Zou Mingyuan gave up. Would Xu Zhengyang be afraid of him?
Maybe he is a person of quality, a gentleman who pays attention to his words but not his hands? Xu Zhengyang smiled mockingly to himself.
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