In Zheng Zheng's mind, although Zheng Yongming will not provide himself with a storefront in a commercial street, he can't go too far, right? Even if it's next to a bookstore?

But now the store is open near this KTV, hotel, and bar......

Could it be that a woman would be coquettish before going to open a room with a man and say, "Honey, buy someone an antique, and promise that someone else will go with you......"

It's completely fucking out of tune, is it?!

After scolding Zheng Yongming in his heart for a while, Zheng Zheng stopped thinking about these things. Anyway, Zheng Yongming will not agree to change his store, it is better to think about other things.

After simply measuring the width of the store with his steps, Zheng Zheng took out a small notebook from his arms, wrote and drew on it, and made a rough plan for placing the counters and shelves. After thinking about it, Zheng Zheng went up the stairs to the second floor, he was going to bring his habits when he was in Donglai Pavilion and use this second floor as his bedroom.

The second floor is a little worse than the first floor, only the floor tiles are paved, the walls are not painted, and the black and gray cement walls are exposed. There is no furnishings in the room, but there is water, electricity and a bathroom, which finally meets Zheng Zheng's minimum requirements.

The situation on the third floor is similar to that on the second floor, but Zheng Zheng pondered that even if he had antiques, he would not pile up all the things on the third floor, and if there were sundries in the future, he could put them up.

After a brief look at the three floors, Zheng Zheng carried his luggage and the bag of antiques to the second floor and put them away. After making a phone call with the landlord and asking where the furniture market in Z City was, Zheng Zheng closed the shop and left.

He was still wondering if he should clean up the silver ball, such a big silver lump was placed here, but it could be seen clearly through the window, and it was hard to guarantee that someone would meet the wealth. However, Zheng Zheng thought about it, closed the roller shutter door and walked away: Whoever has the ability to move this solid silver ball can move it away, anyway, I can't move it.

After several times of turning the bus upside down, Zheng Zheng finally found the furniture market that the landlord said. After spending an hour walking around, Zheng Zheng's face hurt when he came out again: in just one hour, he bought some wooden shelves, display cabinets, tables, chairs and benches for antiques, and spent nearly 10,000 yuan on them. But this is also a helpless thing, open a store, no matter how you have to do the things on your face first.

However, the furniture market service is also quite in place, after asking the location of Zheng Zheng's store, the sales manager who pulled Zheng Zheng such a large order immediately said that it could be delivered to the door for free at a later date, which can be regarded as saving Zheng Zheng some trouble.

Out of the antique market, Zheng Zheng found an ATM and withdrew 5,000 yuan in cash, and then went directly to the wholesale market in W City.

Although he now has twenty-eight very heavy genuine goods, a store can't rely on all these things to prop up, after all, only a small number of people can consume 180,000 antiques, and if they insist on taking this high-end route, they will starve to death sooner or later.

Talking in his heart about "low-end and high-end all in one net", Zheng Zheng broke his life into the crowded wholesale market. After some bargaining, Zheng Zheng spent less than 2,000 yuan to buy a large bag of jade pendants, rings and other small things, more than 30 craft paintings, and more than 20 bottles and jars.

These things are placed in the store, and they can only be sold as handicrafts. This is also forced by the situation, and a store of nearly 100 square meters cannot only count on 20 or so antiques to support the scene, right? Although the price of those antiques will not be less than 100,200,000 yuan, but in the eyes of those who do not know how to do it, this store always looks a little shabby.

Calling a taxi, Zheng Zheng returned to the store with a large pile of things. After putting this thing away in the store, Zheng Zheng always felt that he had forgotten something. After thinking about it for a long time, he remembered that he had been running around for most of the morning, but he hadn't bought a bed yet.

With a sigh, Zheng Zheng closed the door again and walked out, and half an hour later, Zheng Zheng sat on a tricycle and returned to the store with a king-size Simmons mattress.

There was no way, Zheng Zheng, who was looking at the bed of 35,000 at every turn, twitched the corners of his eyes for a while, and the scene of being a fat sheep and being hacked to death by someone else always appeared in his mind. He was ruthless, so he simply bought a king-size Simmons mattress and came back, anyway, it was the same sleep, Zheng Zheng didn't care about this.

Zheng Zheng hadn't slept for a day and a night, and he didn't have anything when he was busy, but this breath was relieved, and sleepiness hit him immediately. Seeing that the time was almost twelve o'clock, Zheng Zheng went out to buy something and dealt with it indiscriminately, then locked the door of the store, and lay down on the Simmons mattress he had just bought and fell asleep.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zheng Zheng was woken up by a knock on the door. He rubbed his confused eyes, rolled over and sat up, and opened the glass door. Outside the door, a large truck was parked on the side of the road, loaded with counters, shelves, tables, chairs, benches, and the like, and there were seven or eight sturdy young men standing next to the door.

After another busy work, the display cabinets, wooden shelves, tables, chairs and benches bought in the furniture city in the morning were finally placed. After these people left, Zheng Zheng began to get busy again, he hung up the jade, craft paintings and bottles and cans that he bought in the morning, and put the ones that should be put into the counter.

Tired but with a sense of accomplishment, Zheng Zheng lit a cigarette and looked at the budding store with satisfaction. His eyes swept over the "helpless" placed on the floor, Zheng Zheng suddenly became interested, and took a closer look with a cigarette in his mouth.

This "helpless" He just took a cursory look at Wang Siqi's study, and after using the bronze balance to identify its approximate value, he didn't pay much attention. Now it's boring left and right, Zheng Zheng simply passed the time by studying this "helplessness" to see if he could find some interesting discoveries.

Above the "helpless" is the palm-sized word "Shi Chong", and below these two words, there are some birds, beasts and other simple carvings, these birds and beasts have different postures, standing or lying, and so on.

Zheng Zheng looked at it for a while, but he really saw something unusual.

Although the posture of the inscription on this "helpless" is different, these animals and birds have a common characteristic: no matter what their posture is, they all turn their heads upward, as if they are looking up at something.

Originally, Zheng Zheng thought that this was Shi Chong's self-belief that he was the true dragon emperor, but it was not easy to carve out his ambition clearly, so he carved the pattern of this beast looking up on "helpless". But the more Zheng Zheng looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

If Shi Chong wants to make a carving of a hundred beasts looking up, then, because the top is Shi Chong's name, the beasts on it should all look up directly above.

But Zheng Zheng looked carefully for a while and found that among the beasts around the "helpless" sphere, there were only a few engravings looking up at the top, and the angles of the other beasts looking up were slightly deviated.

This immediately aroused Zheng Zheng's interest, and he took a pen from the side and tried to make a stroke on the silver ball. Zheng Zheng wiped it after waiting for the ink to dry, and when he saw that it could be wiped off smoothly, Zheng Zheng no longer hesitated, and drew several dotted lines extending upwards with his pen along the angle of the beast's upward gaze.

Walking around "Helpless", Zheng Zheng drew dozens of faint ink marks at different angles. He put the pen down, looked at the dozens of ink marks, and was even more puzzled.

These dozens of ink marks at different angles are equivalent to the sight of a hundred beasts looking upward, and after Zheng Zheng's restoration, these "sights" made Zheng Zheng find that these "sights" that seem to have different angles will converge at one point. "Helpless" The hundreds of beasts looked up to seemed to be that place.

And the place where the sight of the beasts gathered was not Shi Chong's name, but Shi Chong's name was a little lower.

If Shi Chong felt that he was the so-called "True Dragon Heavenly Son", and the hundred beasts were convinced by his imperial might and sincerely worshipped, then the eyes of these engraved beasts should also converge on his name, which seemed more reasonable. And now this situation ...... Is it a coincidence, or does it have another meaning?

Zheng Zheng looked at the point where the eyes of the hundred beasts met, and his fingers gently stroked it.