"Fang Yi, do you see?" According to the division of labor among their brothers, the purchase was under Fang Yi's management, and the fat man naturally turned his attention to Fang Yi.

"Brother Ma, don't be in the afternoon, why don't you take the fat man and the three guns now?" Fang Yi took out the old pocket watch and looked at it, and said, "I still have something to do at noon, so let's go, fat man, you invite Brother Ma to have a meal outside, and then accompany Brother Ma to drink two sips......

Fang Yi followed Zhao Hongtao to class, except for the fat man and the three guns, the entire antique market was only known to the Manchu army, Fang Yi didn't want to spread the matter, so he only shirked that he had something to do.

"Brother Yi'er, don't worry, can our brother still lose Brother Ma?"

Seeing that the stall next to him had already sold two strings of beads with ornaments, the fat man couldn't sit still for a moment, stood up and said, "Brother Ma, put all the things in your stall in my brother's store first, and ......it's convenient to take them out when you come back in the afternoon."

What made the fat man blush the most was that he found that there were more beads to wear, and the price had also risen, and the original two hundred yuan could be sold for three hundred, a full one-third increase.

"Then dare to be kind, let's go, let's go ...... now"

After hearing the fat man's words, the old horse couldn't help but be happy, when the other benefits of befriending Fang Yi and others had not yet been reflected, he was a benefit, if he could put the goods in the Manchurian army's shop pù when closing the stall in the future, it would save the inconvenience of the old horse riding a bicycle and carrying a bag of things every day.

"Fatty, don't buy too much, according to our existing beads......" Before the fat man and the others left, Fang Yi specially told him that they don't have a lot of funds now, and they have to leave the bulk of the money on the purchase of the main game in the future.

"I know, there are three cannons, you can rest assured......" The fat man was now excited, eager to add all their hundreds of beads to ornament immediately, and then sell them at a high price.

Fang Yi and their stall were brought into the store with Lao Ma, and after walking around the market for a while, it was time to have lunch, taking the meal card given by Zhao Hongtao, Fang Yi ran to the canteen of the museum to rub a meal, the taste of this meal was average, but the ingredients were clean with oil, and Fang Yi tasted it as soon as he ate it.

"Brother Zhao, I'm here to report......" After eating, Fang Yi knocked on Zhao Hongtao's office door and asked a little strangely: "Brother Zhao, why didn't I see you in the cafeteria?

"After eating, we don't eat in the staff cafeteria......"

Zhao Hongtao explained casually, you must know that the Jinling Museum is a department-level unit, although it is not a department-level department, but the level is there, how can these department-level cadres and ordinary employees squeeze into a canteen to eat.

"Why did you come here alone? What about the little fat man and your other friend?" Seeing that Fang Yi was gone after he came in, Zhao Hongtao opened his mouth and asked, in his impression, this little brother has always been Meng Bujiao.

"Brother Zhao, I'll make you tea first......

Naturally, you have to be diligent when you come to study, Fang Yi saw that Zhao Hongtao hadn't made tea yet, so he immediately got busy, and while cleaning the tea set with boiling water, he said: "They went to the east of the city to buy goods, our beads are too plain, the girl doesn't like it, the fat man and the three guns went to wear some ornaments and put ......them on again."

"Well, you guys are on the road quite fast, huh?" After hearing Fang Yi's words, Zhao Hongtao couldn't help laughing and said, "It just so happens that I want to tell you about the branch in this article and miscellaneous items, this branch is a few categories of ornaments......"

"Brother Zhao, your lesson is timely rain, you can use it when you turn around......"

Fang Yi skillfully poured a cup of tea for Zhao Hongtao, and said: "Brother Zhao, let's talk about the ornaments later, you can help me see this string of beads first, I need to estimate the market price......

"Donkey Kong on your hand?"

As soon as Fang Yi entered the door, Zhao Hongtao noticed Fang Yi's wrist, and it was really that this string of Vajra Bodhi was too moist, as long as it was a person who played with literature, he was afraid that he would see it at a glance.

"That's what ...... thing"

Fang Yi nodded, took the string of Vajra Bodhi from his hand, and said: "This is a bracelet that I played with from a small plate, and now I have more than ten years of kung fu, the teacher said that it is a magic weapon, Brother Zhao, you give the palm ......."

"Another magic weapon?"

Zhao Hongtao was stunned when he heard this, hurriedly took the beads, and said in his mouth: "I don't dare to use the word palm eye for the objects that the teacher has seen, but Fang Yi, where did you get so many magic weapons?"

Zhao Hongtao's cognition is similar to Sun Lianda's, whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, most of them are concentrated in Taoist temples or museums, and real magic weapons are extremely rare among the people, but Fang Yi took two pieces of kung fu in the two days before and after, and Zhao Hongtao was not surprised.

"Brother Zhao, I grew up in the Taoist temple since I was a child?" Fang Yi had already thought of an excuse, and said with a smile: "I have to recite the Taoist scriptures every day when I meditate, and after so many years of blessings, it is estimated that even a piece of wood can be turned into a magic weapon......"

In Fang Yi's opinion, those things that are just enshrined in the temple Taoist temple, even after years of scripture baptism, they can't be called magic weapons.

Only after the true cultivation of the person with the double blessing of true qi and scriptures contains mana, and can be auspicious and avoid evil, Fang Yi will admit that it is a magic weapon, and the rest of the so-called enlightened things are at best a ritual weapon, which is used by the Buddha to collect wealth.

Anyway, Fang Yi saw the so-called Kaiguang treasures all over the market stalls, none of them contained mana, after practicing in Taoism for more than ten years, Fang Yi really didn't know that Kaiguang could be carried out in batches, if this was known by the old Taoist, I was afraid that he would jump out of the grave angrily, right?

"What you said makes sense, Fang Yi, your master is a really capable person, unlike the people who are all swaggering and deceiving outside......"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Zhao Hongtao nodded, many monks and Taoists in these years are people who sell dog meat with sheep's heads, not to mention anything else, that is, those Mai gods wearing Taoist robes outside Chaotian Palace, ten of them are fake Taoists.

Therefore, in Zhao Hongtao's view, only people like Fang Yi and his master who can endure loneliness in the mountains are the real masters, and the temples and Taoist temples in this city have long been degenerated.

"Brother Zhao, the rivers and lakes are divided into nine streams, and those people are just eating with their mouths......"

For the people Zhao Hongtao said, Fang Yi didn't look down on them, he used to walk the rivers and lakes like this when the old Taoist priests were like this, and Fang Yi and their veins were also cultivating wild paths, and they had nothing to do with the current Heavenly Master Dao Zheng and other factions.

"You've got ...... mind"

Zhao Hongtao laughed when he heard this, shook his head and said: "Let's talk about your string of Donkey Kong, don't say it, I have seen the diamond bracelet with its own material and color compared to yours, but the year is longer than yours, and the pulp is thicker than yours, I really haven't seen it......"

For Fang Yi's string of Donkey Kong, Zhao Hongtao did not hesitate to praise the language, because in addition to the dirt remaining in the crevices of the jagged teeth that were not cleaned up in the early days, the only imperfection of this King Kong was that the material was a little worse.