"Alright, it's almost time, it's time for me to go to work......"

After telling Fang Yi and the fat man some basic knowledge of literature and miscellaneous items, the time was already around two o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhao Hongtao still had to go to work, so he issued an eviction order, but before Fang Yi left, Zhao Hongtao told him to ask the Manchu army if he was willing to give up the old Xingyue ordinary.

If this thing belonged to Fang Yi, then Zhao Hongtao might not ask the price at all, after all, Sun Chao had previously offered a price of one million to the old agarwood hand, and Fang Yi was not moved, let alone these tens of thousands of yuan.

But Manjun is different, he was originally an antique dealer, and those who do their business all day long say that the good things in his hands are heirlooms, and they don't sell them for any amount of money, but once someone pays a high price, the heirloom will be abandoned by them immediately.

"Brother Zhao, I'll go back and ask you......

Fang Yi raised Zhao Hongtao's business card in his hand, I don't know why, he always had a strange feeling in his heart, the bracelet sold in the antique market last time was given to him by mistake by Manjun, how could Manjun still take this thing worth tens of thousands of yuan?

"This literary play is really profitable, this whole bead is only one hundred and eight, it can be sold for fifty thousand yuan, and one bead is worth almost five hundred......" After coming out of Zhao Hongtao's office, the fat man was still chattering, and at the same time his right hand was rubbing his star and moon, wishing that it would become the one on Fang Yi's neck overnight.

"Fatty, playing this thing is a state of mind, can you play with gritted teeth?

Fang Yi glanced at the fat man speechlessly, just now Zhao Hongtao told the two of them the difference between the Wenpan and the Wupan in the literary play, the so-called Wupan is the power of the people, constantly playing the game, in order to pray for the purpose of playing with kuài, describing the rough method of playing, and the objects that are not accidentally damaged will be damaged.

As for the text plate, it is necessary to hide the things that are close to the body, use the more constant temperature of the human body to raise it, and then take it in the hand to play after a period of time, the text plate is time-consuming and laborious, often three or five years can not work, but the thing that comes out of the plate is the pulp shiny, moist and incomparable.

For example, take a pair of walnuts in your hand and rub and rotate, the text plate is two cores do not meet, the plate is silent, the walnut out of the plate has no injury, on the contrary, two walnuts collide, the walnut out of the plate will be somewhat damaged, this is the difference between the text plate and the martial arts.

"Fang Yi, can I compare with you? Your way of playing is called Yipan......" After hearing Fang Yi's words, the fat man was very unimpressed, just now Zhao Hongtao also said a method of playing, the name is Yipan.

Meaning plate refers to the use of their own ideas and utensils to communicate when playing, so that people are nourished at the same time by things, and finally make the characters spiritual, according to Zhao Hongtao, very few people in history can reach such a spiritual realm, let alone impetuous modern people.

However, the fat man knew that when Fang Yi chanted the scriptures and played with objects, it might be the Yi Pan, he once heard the old Taoist priest say that it was also called Kaiguang, and when he was in Zhao Hongtao's office just now, the fat man shouted that the objects that came out of Fang Yi's plate were all sold as magic weapons for Kaiguang.

"You can too, why don't I teach you to apostate the scriptures?" Fang Yi looked at the fat man very seriously, he always felt that this kid was too impetuous, and reciting the scriptures was a good polish for him.

"Don't mind, I don't want to be a Taoist priest...... The fat man was taken aback by Fang Yi's words, and waved his hand again and again: "Fat man, I haven't married a wife yet, in the future, my wife and children will be hot, you won't change it for a fairy, let alone be a Taoist......"

"Let people chant scriptures and not let people become monks?" Fang Yi was too lazy to take care of the fat man, saying that being a Taoist priest is not a monk, from ancient times to the present, Taoist priests can marry wives and have children.

"Hey, Fang Yi, what kind of kung fu are you talking about, you should also teach me and the three guns, right?"

The fat man suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "You see that kid from the three guns has already found a girlfriend, it must not be a place, if you don't teach him, maybe one day the three guns will die of exhaustion......"

"It's you kid who wants to learn, right?" Fang Yi looked at the fat man angrily and said, "I'll teach you when I go back at night, but don't blame me if you can't practice......

When Fang Yi was on the mountain, he said that he would teach the fat man and the three guns to nourish the kidneys and maintain health, but this was a cultivation method of breathing, and he was very skeptical that the fat man could persevere, maybe he would sit on the bed and practice for five minutes and then go to sleep and brag to Zhou Gong.

"Don't worry, I'm going to practice ...... seriously"

After getting Fang Yi's reply, the fat man suddenly became refreshed, it had been several days since he came to Jinling, and the fat man had been thinking about finding a small hair salon to talk about his life ideals with the beauties inside, but he thought of what Fang Yi said before, so he stayed at home honestly.

"Sanpao, how is the business? How many strings have you sold?" came to his stall and saw Sanpao chatting with the old horse next to him, and the fat man sat down.

"Hey, Xiao Fang and Huazi are here......"

Seeing Fang Yi and the fat man coming back, Lao Ma hurriedly stood up, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over, and said, "Xiao Fang, I wasn't angry with Lao Ma yesterday, it's really your old brother Ma who can't afford to mess with those people......"

In fact, someone called Lao Ma last night to talk about what happened after he left, and Lao Ma never expected that Fang Yi and the other young people had such a deep background, and they actually knew Sun Lao and Deputy Director Zhao.

Lao Ma who got the news regretted it very much, he couldn't sleep in bed yesterday, and he didn't fall asleep until five or six o'clock in the morning, if he didn't have the contact information of Fang Yi and others, Lao Ma might have called them overnight.

"Brother Ma, we understand, I don't blame you......"

Seeing Lao Ma's look of shame, Fang Yi shook his head with a smile, took the lighter from the fat man's hand and helped Lao Ma light a cigarette, saying that Lao Ma just didn't want to offend Gu Guoguang yesterday, and he didn't do anything to fall into the ground, so he had no reason to blame him.

"I should have left it for you to prove......" Old Ma smiled bitterly when he heard this, he knew that although his cautious nature could not make any big mistakes, his achievements in this life would be like this, and there would not be much development.

"Brother Ma, it's really okay, don't think about it so much......" Fang Yi comforted him with kind words, and the old horse could be regarded as relieved.

"Xiao Fang, why don't we have a meal together in the evening?" After knowing that Fang Yi and the others knew Sun Lao and Deputy Curator Zhao, Lao Ma also moved his mind, not to mention Sun Lao's influence, even if he knew Deputy Curator Zhao, he was afraid that he would be able to walk sideways in this antique market.

"Brother Ma, I want to learn things from people at night, this is really not free......" Fang Yi heard Lao Ma's words, Fang Yi couldn't cry or laugh, it seems that Sun Lao and Zhao Hongtao's faces are not ordinary.

"Okay, let's talk about it when you're free......" Old Ma nodded, he could see that Fang Yi didn't mean to shirk, maybe something was really wrong.

"Fang Yi, let me tell you something......" When Fang Yi was chatting with Lao Ma, the three guns got up and pulled Fang Yi over, and whispered: "Fang Yi, someone was looking for us just now, and they want to invite you to dinner, do you want to go?"

"It's dinner again, didn't you hear that Brother Ma is also going to have a treat, let's not go?" Before Fang Yi could reply, the fat man waved his hand and said, "Who wants to invite you to dinner?" Let him line up, there are too many of our brothers to eat, how can we have so much time?"

The fat man pursed his mouth and said very imposingly, but what he said was true, someone wanted to invite them to have a few drinks at noon in the morning, but they were all dismissed by Fang Yi, he now has to study at noon and night, and he really doesn't have that time.

"Hey, it's not this antique market, it's the people outside......" Sanpao shook his head, looked at the fat man and laughed.

"Outsiders, we don't know any outsiders, it's your friend?"

The fat man was a little confused by what the three guns said, he did have an acquaintance in this Jinling City, that is, the one who was the contractor in the village, but firstly, the fat man did not contact him when he entered the city, and secondly, the fat man did not have the face to ask himself to invite him to dinner.

"It's not my friend, you also know ......" Sanpao seems to be deliberately teasing the fat man, always not saying who the person who treats him is.

"Sanpao, I'll tell you something, Brother Yi has an object worth tens of thousands in his hand, not left by his master......" After fighting with Sanpao for more than ten years, the fat man's eyes rolled, and he simply stopped asking, but led the topic to Fang Yi's body.

"Ahh

"Ahem, who wants to invite us to dinner?" the fat man laughed and pulled the topic back again.

"It's the policewoman who was stolen yesterday, and she came over at noon......"

Sanpao didn't sell Guan Zi again this time, but said honestly: "She said that she wanted to thank us for what happened yesterday, she didn't have time to work during the day, ask if we are free tonight......?"

"That policewoman?!" Hearing Sancang's words, the fat man's eyes immediately widened, and he patted his thigh and said, "If you are free, you must be free, that Tianzun, the beautiful policewoman is going to invite us to dinner?"

In fact, yesterday the fat man went to the police station to make a record, and he was very hit, because after arriving at the police station, the fat man never saw the beauty again, and the beauty did not come out to say thank you until the record was completed, and the fat man kept saying that the policewoman was a white-eyed wolf on the way back.

But the fat man didn't expect that the beautiful woman actually remembered their little people, so his mood suddenly became better, saying that among the women the fat man knew, even including the female stars he saw on TV, it seemed that the girl was not as good-looking