Chapter 330: The Knife King Became a Personal Bodyguard
"Please! Uncle! Can you stop following me? Don't you have anything of your own to do?!"
The Four-Finger Sword King had an expressionless face and was completely unmoved by the Taoist Doctor's words.
He would follow Divine Doctor Fan wherever he went. Even when Divine Doctor Fan went to use the toilet, he would wait outside the door to guard him!
Seeing this, Dou Sprout asked me with a puzzled look on his face: "What's going on, Fengzi? Doesn't Divine Doctor Fan have an extra follower?"
"Who knew what would happen," I shook my head.
As a person involved, if he doesn't take the initiative to tell the reasons behind it, no one will know what he is thinking.
Regarding this matter, I asked the boss for his opinion.
Unexpectedly, he turned his head and said: "Yunfeng, I didn't expect this to happen, but this is a good thing. Think about it, this can solve our troubles. Secondly, we can't protect Miss Fan all our lives. She is still very good."
She is young, and once she travels around the world in the future, her safety will be guaranteed by having an expert by her side."
"But Boss, didn't you see that Dr. Fan was obviously unwilling?" I asked.
Shaking his head: "She's not used to it now, she'll be fine once she gets used to it."
So in the next few days, a strange scene occurred.
Doctor Fan often runs around the yard, and the Four-Finger Knife King follows her.
Finally, Divine Doctor Fan had no choice but to run to Brother Yu again. She begged Brother Yu to beat the man who was following her to death. In response, Brother Yu could only shake his head and smile bitterly.
Once I couldn't stand it any longer. It was so strange, just like being followed by a crazy man, so I asked the Sword King why.
The King of Swordsman replied calmly: "Because she is the reincarnation of A Die, I will always protect her. This is my goal for the rest of my life."
Hearing this answer, I curled my lips and felt a little sour in my heart.
Time passed quickly, and it was mid-March in a blink of an eye.
As expected, Divine Doctor Fan gradually got used to having someone around him all the time. At noon that day, Divine Doctor Fan even took the initiative to bring him a meal. Seeing this scene, I felt even more sad!
But I didn’t dare to show my emotions, so I often kicked the tree in the yard to vent my anger.
Another thing is that something happened to Snake Girl's body. A layer of small white blisters appeared on the inside of her lower lip. It was very dense. I thought it was simply acclimatization and getting angry, so I didn't pay much attention to it.
On March 15th, Dahoushan Miao Village ushered in a traditional festival called "Sisters' Day".
From fifteen to eighteen, for three days, the Miao people eat "sister rice" according to traditional customs. This kind of rice is very interesting. I bet 99% of people have never eaten it.
This kind of rice requires the girls to go to the mountains to collect five kinds of wild flowers and five kinds of leaves. After cooking, open the lid of the pot and see that the pot of rice is colorful and looks like a rainbow after the rain.
It looks good, but it doesn't taste good. I always feel it smells like rotten wood, and I'm not used to it anyway.
In addition to every family having sisters' meal, the village also holds a lively bonfire event in the evening called "Youfang."
It was also during this Sisters' Day that I discovered a business opportunity, that is, there are many exquisite and ancient silver ornaments on those Miao women, and some even reached the Yuan Dynasty.
I want to talk about how to distinguish old silver jewelry from new silver jewelry.
First of all, old silver hair is black and dark. This is due to oxidation, but many modern fake potion bubbles will also turn gray and dark.
In the past, all silver was pure silver, and its purity was higher than that of modern new silver. However, the malleability and processing technology of silver are not as good as modern silver. So just take a bracelet as an example. Old silver bracelets have wide edges, and the edges are wider towards the edge.
Thick, because it is struck little by little with a small hammer, so this old bracelet has a heavy and thick feeling on the wrist.
As for the patterns, the old ones are carved bit by bit with a hard knife, so the pattern lines on the surface cannot be all "horizontal and vertical". There will always be individual carved lines that appear crooked. As long as you master these two points
, you can basically easily distinguish old silver jewelry from new jewelry.
In the past, those who went to the countryside to collect antiques were called playing small drums, but in modern times, it is called shoveling the land. So I borrowed a leather drum and asked Dou Yazai and Panpan to go play small drums and collect things together.
I won't refuse old silver jewelry, old Buddha statues, old incense burners, old furniture, old bottles, and even old clothes. As long as they are antiques with ethnic minority characteristics, I want to buy them.
These things are not valuable here, but once they travel thousands of miles to Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, and reach the hands of collectors, they can be worth tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions!
As for me, I am a selfless porter of cultural relics, and at most I earn "a little bit" of money.
It was noon that day and it was a bit hot. Dou Sprout hit the snare twice and then sat down on the stone. He complained: "Fengzi! It's been three days! It's been three whole days! We go out every day to do it, but the result is nothing."
Got one or two crappy silver medals!”
I laughed and said, "Are you in a hurry? You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry! The good stuff is yet to come!"
Panpan said: "Dou...Brother Dou, I think you may not receive anything if you are like this."
"Why?" I asked.
Panpan explained it again, and I suddenly understood.
It turns out that compared to the cash we carry, people in the village generally like more affordable things, such as pots and pans, scissors and kitchen knives, flashlights, and large bags of washing powder.
So I immediately went back to the city, spent several thousand yuan to buy a van with various daily necessities, and when I got to the foot of the mountain, I used a horse-drawn carriage to pull it to the village.
The effect is surprisingly good!
All the old seedlings came to exchange things with me!
A strong flashlight can be exchanged for an early Qing Dynasty carved silver brand, and the cost is only 20 yuan! And the news spread, and many people from nearby villages came to exchange things with me.
That day, four or five strong men came shouting and carrying a big thing. The thing was covered with cloth and tied with ropes. After it landed on the ground, no matter how I looked at it, it looked like a person.
"What the hell is this?!" I asked loudly.
The strong man in the lead said a lot of words, and I asked the translator what Panpan meant.
Panpan translated: "He said this is a big bronze man, and he wants to trade this big bronze man for your steamer and electric baton."
"Big Bronze Man?"
I said hurry up and untie it, it’s not like the eighteen-bronze figure in the Shaolin Temple, right?
When I untied the cloth and took a look, I was dumbfounded.
This... this thing is made of pure copper! It is about 1.65 meters tall, has all four limbs, a nose, eyes and a mouth!
The key is that the body of this bronze man is densely covered with red lines! Thousands of human acupuncture points are clearly marked between the red lines, and there are even red lines painted on the head and face of the bronze man.
I've never seen this thing before, but I guess it's from the early to mid-Ming Dynasty. The patina on the brass surface has been polished until it shines brightly, as if it's something used in traditional Chinese medicine.
This thing weighs nearly two hundred pounds, so I changed it without thinking.
Then he used a platoon cart to pull the big bronze man back, wanting to ask Dr. Fan if he needed this thing.
As a result, Divine Doctor Fan was dumbfounded when she saw this thing. Her eyes lit up and she ran to the big bronze man to look at it and touch it, with a very excited expression on her face.
"Yun...Yunfeng! Where did you get this thing?"
I said it was brought by some old seedlings, and if you like it, I can give it to you.
"I like it! I like it very much!"
"Do you know what this is? How could there be such a thing in the wild mountains and wilderness here!"
"Ying...should be the prop model that you used to explain traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, right?" I said?
Dr. Fan said excitedly: "You are right! But not entirely! This thing is not only a previous acupuncture teaching prop! It should be the original meridian bronze figure mentioned in four medical classics! Legend has it that this meridian bronze figure is a medicine of the Ming Dynasty
Customized by Wang Zhang Jingyue! If you don’t believe it, look here!”
Divine Doctor Fan pointed at me, and then I noticed that there were three very small characters carved on the back of the big bronze man's neck. The writing was so worn that I could barely read it.
"Tong Yizi."
After consulting the information, we found out that Tong Yizi was the nickname of Zhang Gong, a master of pharmacy in the Ming Dynasty.
"Yunfeng, you don't know! This thing is very important! Do you remember the faces of those people who brought the bronze figures? Take me to them quickly!"
"I remember, but it's a bit late today and I'm a bit tired. How about tomorrow, Sister Fan."
Dr. Fan became anxious. She hugged my arm and said coquettishly, "No! Just tonight!"
"Please! Please, Yunfeng! Take me there quickly, or I won't be able to sleep!"
