Da Jinya frowned slightly and said nothing, still staring at the porcelain cat in front of him.
Ding Ze, who was sitting on the chair without moving, saw Da Jinya's reaction, thought about it, and didn't intend to show off, so he waited quietly.
Waited for a few seconds.
Just like in the original plot, Da Jinya said, "If I remember correctly, this is the thirteen-bearded porcelain cat from the corpse-carrying family."
Hu Ba listened one by one and said, "Yes, that's it! I remembered, I saw it once before in Panjiayuan."
Da Jinya nodded, "Yes. No one has done the business of carrying corpses for a long time. Therefore, this kind of porcelain cat with thirteen whiskers is rare. I didn't expect that there is one here."
As soon as Hu Ba heard this, he suddenly had an idea, "Big Jinya, do you think it's possible that the ancestor of Dongzi's boss is actually a giant thief from Western Hunan who specializes in carrying corpses and robbing children?"
"If this is the case, it would be normal for this boss to be extremely rich."
Da Jinya thought about it for a moment and agreed, "It's very possible."
After hearing this, considering that the audience in the live broadcast room would want to know the story about the porcelain cat, Ding Ze opened his mouth, pretending to be a little curious, and asked, "The Thirteen-bearded Porcelain Cat
?Carrying a corpse? What’s going on?”
"Master Ding, it's like this."
Da Jinya immediately turned around and replied, then quickly returned to the wooden chair and sat down.
"In the Xiangxi area, until a few decades ago, there were two livelihoods: carrying corpses and driving corpses."
"Driving corpses means driving corpses from one place to another."
"Carrying corpses refers to carrying ancient corpses out of coffins in ancient tombs... Carrying corpses is a kind of business similar to tomb robbing."
Da Jinya gave a brief introduction and then continued.
"This kind of porcelain cat with thirteen whiskers is something that all families who carry corpses will worship."
"Yes, the person carrying the corpse must burn a stick of incense in front of the thirteen-bearded porcelain cat every time before going out to work, and he must kowtow to the porcelain cat several times."
"If the whiskers of the porcelain cat are broken or broken during this period, it will herald a disaster. The person carrying the corpse must not go out that night... It is said that everything can be tried and tested, and the folklore is full of miracles. Is this true?
I’m not sure what’s going on.”
Da Jinya finished speaking.
Hu Bayi, who had sat back on the wooden chair at this time, then said, "I estimate that the porcelain cat predicting disaster is probably unreliable."
"After all, this thing is essentially just porcelain."
Ding Ze smiled, and in order to take care of the dumb viewers in the live broadcast room, he added, "So, you just speculated that Dongzi's boss was an ancestor who carried corpses for a living? How confident are you?"
Hu Bayi: "At least 90%. Because this porcelain cat itself is not valuable, it is basically impossible to be the boss's collection."
Ding Zezuo suddenly said, "Then I probably know what this boss wants to buy from me."
As soon as these words came out.
Hu Bayi and Da Jinya were both shocked and immediately looked at Ding Ze.
Hu Bayi was the first to ask, "What?"
Ding Ze: "We got the ancient corpse-suppressing mirror from the tomb of King Xian!"
When Hu Ba heard it, he immediately understood the logic, "I'll go, it should be like this, it can't be wrong."
Ding Ze: "Lao Hu, you will be responsible for communicating with this boss later. I am not good at this kind of thing."
Hu Bayi did not refuse and smiled: "Okay...it's rare that you still have something you're not good at."
As soon as the words entered the air.
A sound of footsteps sounded outside the house.
Hear the sound.
The three of them had a tacit understanding and said no more.
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A moment of effort.
The owner of the footsteps walked into the room and appeared in the sight of Ding Ze and the others.
I saw that this man was a middle-aged man, about fifty years old, short and fat, with a smile on his face, and he looked quite kind.
Ding Ze and the others looked at the middle-aged man silently.
The middle-aged man smiled and took the initiative to speak, "Three bosses, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."
The middle-aged man said politely, with a clear Hong Kong accent in his voice.
Hu Ba stood up and responded, "You're welcome, what do you call me boss?"
"Sit down quickly, you don't have to be so unfamiliar," the middle-aged man waved his hand and said, walking straight to the wooden chair opposite Ding Ze and the others, and sat down, "In terms of age, I seem to be older than you. If
If you don’t mind, you can just call me Uncle Ming.”
Hu Bayi sat back on the chair, "I'm not surprised. Uncle Ming, please invite us over, right?"
Uncle Ming laughed and didn't answer, but asked, "If I guessed correctly, you should be Boss Hu Bayi, right?"
Hu Ba nodded, "Well, yes."
"Boss Hu is young and promising. When I was your age, I was still dawdling..."
Uncle Ming, blah blah blah, praised me a few times.
Then, the conversation changed.
"Boss Hu, actually we have done business before. It's a pity that we couldn't meet in person. If I had known that Boss Hu was so great, I would have made time to come over no matter what last time."
Uncle Ming said this, and then sighed, acting as if he really felt sorry.
See the situation.
Hu Bayi naturally saw that Uncle Ming was trying to get close to him, so he smiled and shook his head, "Uncle Ming, I can't afford it... When you said we did business, what do you mean?..."
Uncle Ming: "It's like this. Before, you, Boss Wang Kaixuan, and Boss Jin went to Tianjin to sell a pair of double jade with moth body and chi pattern. The buyer was actually about the same, and it was me."
Hu Bayi was slightly confused, "Is it you? I remember that it was sold to Sister Han. How..."
Uncle Ming smiled and nodded, "That Sister Han is my little wife here."
Uncle Ming said it very calmly, with pride in his tone.
Be aware of this.
Hu Bayi was taken aback for a moment, and the expression on his face twisted slightly before he said, "So that's what happened. Uncle Ming, you really know how to enjoy it."
Uncle Ming laughed and said, "Hey, when our business is completed this time, you can all enjoy it like this."
At this point, the conversation finally got to the point.
Hu Bayi had no ink and simply asked, "Uncle Ming, what does this business refer to? Do you want to buy something from us?"
"Don't worry, Boss Hu. Take a look at this first," Uncle Ming said, bending down and reaching out, opening a photo album on the coffee table and showing the content on the first page of the album.
Ding Ze and the others leaned forward and looked at the photo album.
Only seen.
On the first page of the album, there is a relatively large photo.
In the photo, there is a coffin tightly covered by a transparent cabinet.
The coffin was open, with a mummy lying inside.
Hu Bayi looked at it for a few seconds and asked Uncle Ming, "Can I look through it?"
Uncle Ming: "Of course."
Hu Bayi was not polite and reached out to flip through the photo album.
As Hu Bayi turned the pages, one photo after another, and in the photos, coffins and ancient corpses of different eras and styles appeared one after another on the bodies of Hu Bayi, Ding Ze and Da Jinya.
In front of you.
soon.
After Hu Bayi finished reading, he put down the photo album and let out a long sigh of relief.
"It looks a bit creepy."
Hu Bayi said this, and then, pretending not to understand anything, asked Uncle Xiang Ming, "What do you do with collecting so many ancient mummies?"