Regarding Zhen Yue's investigation, Jiang Yi had already prepared a countermeasure. He disbanded the Ice Ocean Transportation Company, and it was useless to keep this drug messenger company, it was better to dissolve it.

As soon as Bingyang Transportation Company was disbanded, Jiang Yi believed that Zhen Yue would not be able to find out anything even if he had the ability. None of the clues were broken, and she couldn't find anything if she wanted to.

Jiang Yi didn't pay too much attention to this matter, and his current energy was focused on the decoration of the villa on the one hand, and on the cultivation on the other.

"The jade I bought from Yang Yueru is almost used, and the herbs for alchemy can't be gathered for a while, so it seems that I still have to get some more spirit stones. Jiang Yi said secretly in his heart.

The herbs he bought from Sihaitang had all been used up by him for alchemy, and he had to buy them if he wanted to refine them again. He couldn't look down on ordinary herbs, and the effect of the elixirs he refined was also average, and his cultivation was limited.

"It costs money to buy jade, and it costs money to buy herbs, it seems that this modern society is not much different from the Linlang Continent, and it costs money to do everything. Jiang Yi smiled bitterly and walked out of the room.

Although he made a lot of money gambling on stones, he spent it quickly. Moreover, those precious medicinal materials are generally worth a lot of money. Jiang Yi wanted to get some more money and buy more precious medicinal materials.

Walking out of the house, Jiang Yi took a taxi and went straight to the old street.

Old Street, also known as Antique Street, is a historic street in Jinghai City. There is no other business on this street, almost all of them sell antiques. Of course, there are a lot of jade sellers, but there are more fakes and fewer genuine goods, and there is no eyesight, so I really don't dare to buy it there, and if I don't get it, I will be deceived.

Walking on the streets of Lao Cai, a strong ancient wind blows in your face.

The buildings on both sides of the old street are preserved from the Qing Dynasty, of course, after a hundred years of vicissitudes, the old buildings of the old street are no longer the original ancient buildings, but rebuilt by later generations according to the style of ancient buildings.

The pavement of the street is paved with big bluestone, and it feels very comfortable to walk on it, and in a trance, Jiang Yi has a feeling of returning to the Linlang Continent.

Jiang Yi looked at the shops on both sides as he walked, all kinds of antique calligraphy and painting shops abounded, some shops were very large, there were many customers, and some shops were very small, just a small storefront, a few square sizes, there were no people in the store, and the bosses were yawning on the counter one by one.

There are also many stalls on both sides of the street, and the goods on the stalls are generally more fake, but there are also real goods inside.

At this time, Jiang Yi's eyes were attracted by a stall.

The stall was set up by a man in his forties, who was dark-skinned, dressed in shabby, but cleanly washed, with this broken straw hat on top of his head, and a worn-out horizontal bar bicycle next to it, which looked like it was still a permanent brand. These bicycles are almost antique, and you can't see them on the streets, and you can still see one or two in some remote villages.

The man looked very restrained, and the people who set up the stalls next to him were shouting loudly, but he was the only one who sat on the side of the road, silent, holding an old cigarette stick in his hand, and taking two puffs from time to time.

The man's stall was simple, a large rag with a bunch of things on it. There were herbs, bronzes with patina, and bits and pieces of knick-knacks.

This kind of stall is generally paid attention to, and it looks like there are no good goods.

Jiang Yi didn't think so, his eyes were so vicious, and he took a fancy to something on the man's stall at a glance.

It was a long, rusty piece of iron!

The iron sheet is seven or eight centimeters long, two or three centimeters wide, with two pointed ends and a thick middle, and the surface is covered with rust.

"This ...... Wouldn't it?" Jiang Yi was a little dazed!

He always thought he was lucky, but he didn't expect it to be so good!

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be, right? No, I must get my hands on it, take it back and study it well!" Jiang Yi couldn't wait to get his hands on the broken piece of iron, but on the surface, he looked casually.

Seeing someone stop in front of his stall, the man couldn't help but put away the dry tobacco pouch, I don't know if he was nervous or what's wrong, the man didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Yi like that.

"Boss, how did you get all the things in this stall?" Jiang Yi asked casually.

"These are all sold by the villagers in our village, and they are all dug up from the fields and mountains in the village. The man said in a thick local dialect, fortunately, Jiang Yi could still understand a sentence or two, otherwise he would really not be able to communicate.

"Oh. Jiang Yi sighed softly, and looked at the object in front of him casually, but he didn't touch the broken piece of iron.

"This boss, which one do you like, I'm cheaper with you. The man seemed to have mustered up enough courage, a little twisted, and a little embarrassed to say.

"Well, this bronze is good, I like it, you can give a price. Jiang Yi said.

"This old man from our village said that it was used by Qin Shi Huang during the Warring States Period, and it was worth a lot of money, a thousand yuan. The man said.

"Hehe, I heard you right, right? The bronze ware used by Qin Shi Huang is only a thousand pieces, who are you fooling!" A few people came next to him, and one of them couldn't help but laugh sarcastically when he heard the man's words.

The man's face turned red, and he looked at the man: "I didn't fool people, the old man in the village did say so." ”

"Hehe, I see that your pile of things is garbage, hurry up, Lao Tzu wants to set up a stall here, don't pollute Lao Tzu's wealth here. The other snorted softly, arguingly.

There were four people, all in their thirties, with round beer bellies and a tricycle behind them, with a bunch of things on it.

At this time, it was the most lively time in the old street, the business was the best, and the places where the stalls were almost occupied, these four people came late, and they couldn't find a place to set up stalls for a long time.

When they saw the man's stall, four people surrounded him and tried to drive him away.

The four of them are frequent visitors to the old street, they have seen this man a few times, and they know that he is a countryman, timid, easy to bully, and they dare not be so arrogant if they are others.

"This stall is pressed, why do you let me leave? The man was very scared, but when he thought of the situation in the village, he couldn't help but have red eyes, and he mustered up the courage to say loudly.

"If Lao Tzu tells you to go, you have to go, why do you say so much useless, hurry up!

"I won't go! The stall is the tuition fee of the children in our village! I won't leave!" The man's eyes were red, and his legs were trembling because of nervousness, but he didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

"Hehe, interesting. Brothers, what are you doing so much, quickly throw his things aside, don't delay our business. A bald middle-aged man came over and said with a smile.

While talking, the other three said that they were going to go up to pull the man's stall, and as for Jiang Yi standing in front of the stall, they didn't even look at their faces.

"Wait. ”

At this time, Jiang Yi finally spoke. As he spoke, he turned to look at the four people behind him, his gaze sweeping over them.

The four middle-aged people also looked at Jiang Yi, twenty-one or twelve years old, dressed in student clothes, with a poor and sour look, and the four of them sneered in their eyes, but they didn't take him seriously at all.

"Boy, what do you want to do?" the bald middle-aged man smiled and said to Jiang Yi with a smile.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want you to get away and don't disturb Lao Tzu's purchase. The corners of Jiang Yi's mouth rose and he smiled lightly.

"Boy, what did you say?"

"Hehe, it's interesting, I didn't expect to meet a stunned young man. ”

"What nonsense, throw this kid into the street with this stall!"

A few people rolled up their sleeves as they spoke, and went up to grab Jiang Yi's arm. There were passers-by around, but no one stepped forward to say anything, but their eyes were excited, waiting to see a good show.

Jiang Yi lamented that when did this society become like this?

In the midst of sighing, Jiang Yi made a move.

With a simple wave of his hand, the first middle-aged man who rushed up was slapped in the face by him! This middle-aged man was about 1.8 meters tall and weighed 180 pounds, but in Jiang Yi's hand, it was like a papier-mâché, and he flew out in one fell swoop!

Syllable!

This slap, the sound was crisp, and the passers-by around who listened to it felt that their faces seemed to be hot, as if the slap had hit their faces!