A group of us managed to stay up until dawn and rushed to the police station without even eating breakfast. After we completed the formalities and agreed on a meeting place, I dispersed the people and went to the neighborhood in groups of two to inquire about the news.

There are fifteen of us left, so naturally we can't divide them evenly, and the extra Zhang Shu has to follow me in a group, so I can only leave her behind.

Everyone else went to the village, but I took Dong Xiaowei and Zhang Shu to the business district. I walked and ate while carrying bread, but Dong Xiaowei couldn't eat anything at all, and followed me tightly like a puppy afraid of getting lost: "Wang Huan, where are you going? Aren't we going to the villagers to inquire about the news?"

Although Zhang Shu also followed me, she kept a certain distance from us, and it wasn't until Dong Xiaowei spoke that she looked over to me.

"The villagers don't necessarily know as much as the people I look for. Follow me, yes. I stuffed the last bite of bread into my mouth, bought a pair of white gloves from the stall and put them on my body, and took Dong Xiaowei and the others into an antique street.

I walked from the street to the end of the street, glancing at each store, then exiting and moving on to the next.

I've been looking for an old antique shop. In the antique industry, it's not that the bigger the storefront, the more real the thing, and there is not a single decent thing in many storefronts. Only in old shops that have a long history can you find genuine goods, and you will get useful information.

I was about to get to the corner when I stopped in front of a nondescript shop. The shop deals in antiques and also has cultural toys, and most of the antique shelves on several antique shelves are high-quality fakes. It was precisely because of the brilliant performance of those high-quality imitation things that I chose this store.

When I walked into the shop, the middle-aged owner of the shop was making tea, and when he saw me coming in, he just greeted me casually and continued to fiddle with his teapot.

Anyone in the antiques business knows that young people are the weakest consumer in the antiques industry. It's not that young people don't have money, but very few people like these things, so the boss doesn't bother to take care of us.

I walked to the front of the shelf with my hands behind my back, put on my gloves and picked up a vase.

"Hey......" The boss saw me taking something casually and was about to stop it, but when he saw me wearing white gloves, he couldn't help but smile and stood up, "There aren't many young people who know how to do it now!

I held the vase in my left hand, stretched out two fingers with my right hand, palms facing myself, and gently tapped the vase three times with my fingernails, and put the vase back: "The boss's goods are good!"

The boss was stunned for a moment, and then immediately smiled: "It turned out to be an expert." Little brother, please sit down and try my tea ceremony?"

What I just did was exactly the rules of the antiques trade. The vase is a fake of the high imitation, and the place where I hit it with my finger is exactly where the flaw of the high imitation is, which means to tell the boss: we are all peers, and we speak according to the rules of the industry. But this action is also easy to be misunderstood as a door-to-door trouble, and my subsequent sentence is to reassure the boss, which means: I am here to pick up the goods, and there is no other meaning.

The boss handed me a teacup and made a "please" gesture, and I picked up the teacup with both hands and gestured slightly to the other party.

I also use the same gestures in the antique shop, which means to show respect. Although there are some differences between the north and the south, these old rules in the antique shop can be roughly understood. The boss nodded with satisfaction: "The little brother is from the north, I don't know what I want to go back?"

I put down the teacup and said, "I'm coming back mainly to get some novel objects to go back, and it doesn't matter if the Ming utensils or ritual utensils are returned." ”

The boss asked with a strange face, "Those things are not easy to fiddle with." Even if the little brother is bold and not afraid of getting into trouble, can he sell those things when he gets them?"

Most of the ritual utensils are unearthed things, and private trading is illegal, so the boss naturally has to be cautious. The boss didn't believe me, and the rest of the matter was difficult.

"The boss doesn't know the market in our north. Nowadays people like novelty things, and the more strange things are, the more face-saving they feel. It's really hard to sell things that everyone has. As I spoke, I thought about what to do with my boss. I looked at my boss's expression, as if he wasn't convinced by my claims.

I hesitated for a moment before pretending to have no intention of taking out the double fox moon bell and playing slowly with it in my hand. The boss's eyes suddenly lit up: "Little brother, can you show me your bell?"

I smiled and handed the foxbell over. The boss wiped his hands, put on his gloves, held the fox bell in his hand and looked at it carefully, and exclaimed vigorously: "Good things! Rare good things! Little brother is worthy of being a man in the industry!"

The boss watched it for a long time before he reluctantly returned the foxbell. The boss was very amuseful and didn't ask me if I would like to shoot Foxbell, but he also dispelled his doubts - if I were really a police officer or an undercover agent, I wouldn't hold a pair of foxbells to disguise my identity. Even if the official can really come up with a valuable fox bell to make props for me, he will not find a small boss like him, and he will not let the police invest such a big cost.

The boss poured me tea again: "Little brother, what do you want?"

I said lightly, "You have to look at the goods before you know, right?"

"That's right. Little brother, please come here. The boss stood up, let us go to the back room, took out a few long swords from behind the counter and placed them on the table in turn: "Little brother, how about taking a look at these things?"

Most of those swords are bronze swords, only one or two iron swords, it seems that they should be from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the only difference is the shape of the hilt. Most of the bronze hilts are in the shape of frogs, monkeys, and snakes, and a few of them are so badly damaged that they are no longer visible, but they can be roughly inferred to be some kind of animal.

I picked up a bronze sword and looked at it carefully for a while before saying, "This doesn't seem to be something from the Central Plains, right?"

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Yunnan had not yet been formally incorporated into the Chinese territory, and the smelting technology should not have reached the level of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period at that time. The bronze sword in my hand is precisely extremely exquisitely forged, and I believe that it is the standard weapon that the Chu State has flowed into Yunnan. However, the Sengoku Blade does not cast the hilt of the sword into the shape of an animal, so I am not sure where these swords came from.

The boss shook his head and smiled: "I can't say for sure, this is something that a few craftsmen fished out of the ancient city below Fuxian Lake." Whether it can be sold for a price depends on how the little brother makes up the story. ”

In the antique shop, it is common to make up stories to bluff people, and things that are originally inconspicuous, as long as you make up a good story, you may be able to sell them for a lot of money.

I put down the bronze sword and said, "The bronze sword is not valuable, and it is not very easy to transport." I've traveled all the way from the Northeast to Yunnan, and it's not worth tossing so many things back, right?"

The boss thought for a moment before saying, "I have a heavy weapon, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it down." ”

I clasped my hands to my chest and said, "Since I dare to come here to eat, there is nothing I can't eat." Boss opened my eyes, right?"

The boss pulled out a photo from under the table and pushed it over: "Since the little brother came to ask for a fortune, we should treat each other with sincerity." If this little brother can see it, please shine on the bottom!"

When I reached out and flipped the picture over, my eyes shrank suddenly. The photograph is of a bronze vessel that resembles a ding, a bottle and a bottle, and it is inferred from the area of the table it occupies that the bronze vessel should be between one and a half feet to two feet high, and the diameter of the bottom is about one foot.

The whole bronze vessel is like a trumpet opening from the bottom up, the upper part is held up like an umbrella, the lower part is supported by several round columns supporting the lower end of the opening, and the bottom is a semi-curved copper seat like the base of a goblet.

It is not surprising that there is a row of soldiers holding Changge carved on the bronze pedestal of the vessel, but it is strange that the direction of the soldiers' arrangement extends under the bronze pedestal and does not disappear until the edge of the bronze pedestal.

I quietly said, "It's not a complete thing, is it?"

The boss gave a thumbs up and said, "Good eyesight! This heavy weapon is a set of three, and I am holding the middle part, and the other two parts are in my brother's hands." As long as you can afford the price, I'll take you to see the goods right away. ”

I knew that the heavy weapons in the antique shop were only allowed to look at the photos, not the real thing, and unless I was sure that it was foolproof, I would bring people over to see the goods, but I deliberately said: "What can I see in this photo?"

The boss smiled and pushed another photo over. This photo shows the back of the bronze vessel, except that not only are there no soldiers, but there is also a ghost-faced mackerel lying on its stomach.

"Ahh I quickly turned around and scolded, "What are you shouting, shouting! I told you not to come with me, you have to come." That's it, there's all that scary stuff. Shame on you, get out of the way. ”

I pushed Zhang Shu aside and didn't look at her again, turned my head to look at the boss and asked, "This is also from Fuxian Lake?"

The boss didn't hide it: "All decent things come from Fuxian Lake, little brother don't doubt this." ”

I pointed to the mackerel and said, "What is this?"

The boss frowned and said, "This should be the shark king in Fuxian Lake, and it is also the only overlord in this Fuxian Lake." We have a lot of legends about the shark king here. It is said that before the founding of the country, we still had the matter of throwing the girl into the lake to sacrifice the shark king. ”

My heart sank slightly, but my face remained calm and said, "Is the shark king the god of the lake?"

The famous shark king in the river is not necessarily the lake god, the lake god may be someone else.

"There must be a lake god in Fuxian Lake. Let me tell you that!" the boss said, "There is a boundary fish stone between the two lakes of Fuxian Lake and Xingyun Lake, and the wave-resistant fish of Fuxian Lake and the big-headed fish of Xingyun Lake swim to the boundary fish stone and turn back. This is our famous 'two lakes intersect, but the fish do not come and go', because there are lake gods in each of the two lakes, the fish on both sides dare not cross the line. ”