Get up in the morning.

Zhong Yue stretched his waist, used some leftover pots from last night, added some water, cut some vegetables, boiled them into a pot of vegetables and rice, filled his stomach casually, and went to Zhang Laifu to learn how to make pens. Creating a work that can be recognized by Jin Nong may sound simple at first glance, but this task is not a standard without any system prompts, that is, this task may be completed tomorrow, or it may be a year or ten years later.

After thinking about it like this, Zhong Yue had to put his eggs in another basket in addition to the fixed time of copying every day.

"You kid, you haven't run for a day, and today you know that you came early to learn the craft?"

Zhong Yue put down a bunch of good pen barrels, "Uncle Zhang, do you know where to sell antique furniture?"

"Antique furniture? what, you can't even eat, and you still have to buy furniture?"

Zhong Yue was a little speechless, "No, I just asked a friend to ask." ”

Zhang Laifu stuffed the tobacco into the earthen cigarette stick, struck the match, and took two puffs, "The furniture, high-grade, good wood, naturally those furniture in the city." ”

"In that kind of place, a well-made chair is hundreds of years old, but the wood is not so elegant, but the style is higher. ”

Zhang Laifu raised his eyes and looked at Zhong Yue, "How much money did your friend prepare?"

"Uh...... Three thousand. ”

"Three thousand, you can buy a table of eight immortals and a few chairs. ”

Zhong Yue smiled, "That's why I came to ask you, you are well-informed, is there any way to make it cheaper?"

"In the past, the furniture was paid to hire carpenters to come and play, but now those traditional styles of furniture are not popular, and the carpenters have changed their careers to work, just these 3,000 yuan, what does your friend want to buy?"

Zhong Yue pondered for a moment, "It's better to have a bookshelf, a long table and matching chairs, and if you have some porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, it would be better." ”

"Hey, it's a lot of requirements, you should be 3,000 yuan or the previous 3,000 yuan. ”

"There's no other way?"

Zhang Laifu showed his yellow teeth and said with a smile: "What friend?"

"Uh...... Ordinary friends. ”

"Ordinary friends are so obsessed?

Zhong Yue turned the pen barrel in his hand, "Does this have anything to do with the buyer? ”

"Yes, you have mastered the unique skills in the basin today, and I will take you there in the evening. ”

"Why do you have to stay at night?"

Zhang Laifu smiled: "Some things can't see the light. ”

"I don't want the dead man's things from the tomb!" Zhong Yue's face was a little embarrassed, he was going to decorate the elegant house and use the funeral goods, it would not be a decoration of the Yin Mansion!

"you! Have you ever seen a funeral with furniture? Do you want to go? If you don't pull him down, I won't take him with ordinary people. ”

As soon as Zhong Yue heard that it was not a funeral item, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Go and go, don't break the law?"

"Those who broke the law have long been swept away by the chengguan. You practice well, I'll arrange this thing. ”

Now that Zhang Laifu agreed to him, Zhong Yue doesn't have to use his own brains. All day, in addition to eating and napping time, all carefully learned the craft of pen-making, and when the sun was about to set, Zhang Laifu packed up a sack and put it on his shoulder, "Walk, the car has been shouted." ”

With curiosity, Zhong Yue walked with Zhang Laifu to the entrance of the village, where a truck loaded with goods stopped.

"Master. The driver jumped out of the car and handed Zhang Laifu a cigarette.

Zhang Laifu smiled slightly, "Xiaoyue, this is Zhou Daguang, and you are also your senior brother, who learned the craft from me in the pen factory at the beginning, and later changed jobs to become a truck driver, so I have to be free, let him help you with this today." ”

Zhou Daguang smiled, "Master, this factory has become a small workshop, do you still have apprentices? ”

Zhou Daguang said, and also handed over a cigarette.

"Brother Guang is good, don't smoke. ”

Zhou Daguang lit it for himself and smiled, "Let's squeeze it, and we don't have to sit in the carriage." ”

"Don't mind, Xiaoyue, you sit in front, I'll get dizzy when I sit in the carriage. Zhang Laifu stepped on the wheels as he spoke, "Take a hand." ”

Zhou Daguang put Zhang Botuo into the carriage and said with a sincere smile: "Then Master, sit tight, Xiaoyue, get in the car with me." ”

Zhong Yue stepped onto the truck and pulled the door.

"By the way, Xiao Yue, you haven't said this yet, why did you learn to make pens from Master?"

Zhong Yue rolled down the window and smiled, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm bored at home, and I think it's fun to make a pen, so I learned a craft from Uncle Zhang." ”

"Haha, you're still young, and when you're my age, you're thinking about supporting your family, so you won't think like that. ”

The car drove on the country road, Zhou Daguang turned on the broken radio and listened to a few old Andy Lau songs.

"Brother Guang, where are we going?"

Zhou Daguang, who was still humming emotionally, was stunned, "Where did the master not tell you, Z County God's Temple." ”

"What are you doing at the City God Temple?"

"What else can you do?" Zhou Daguang put the steering wheel, "Ghost City, have you heard of it?"

Zhong Yue had heard it in some novels and asked, "That kind of night market that can't see the light?"

"Yes, but don't think too much about it, the ghost market in the jargon now is actually no different from the ordinary night market, that is, the boundary of the City God's Temple in the past was the place where some tomb robbers sold their stolen goods, but it was rectified more than ten years ago, and now, it is basically a place where some counterfeiters and dealers deceive the stunned people, and it is okay to sell a gadget, if it really costs 100,000 or 200,000, it will become a big wrong. ”

Zhong Yue thought about it, let alone whether there were so many ancient tombs in Huizhou that could be stolen, even if there were, I am afraid that they would not sell stolen goods in such a crowded place, and the ghost market would become a "fake ghost" city.

The car drove for more than half an hour, and Zhou Daguang found an open space to park the car, "It's here, get out of the car." ”

Zhong Yue jumped out of the car and helped Zhang Laifu out of the car.

"Follow me. ”

The two followed Zhang Laifu through the sparse flow of people to the City God Temple.

"Xiao Yue, let me tell you about the rules of the ghost market, although this ghost market is not as good as before, but we can't break the old rules. ”

"Master, what age is this, even the dealers in it don't pay attention to this anymore, why are you still sticking to your broken rules?"

Zhang Laifu smiled, "A few years ago, someone was stabbed to death in the ghost market, do you want to try?"

Zhou Daguang quickly shut up.

"First, no matter whether the thing is real or fake, we are here to buy furniture for your friend, just buy it as if it were fake, don't be deceived by those goblin people inside, what family has cancer, or pay off gambling debts, don't believe it, do you understand?"

"Yes. ”

"Also, if the seller presses the calculator, you want to make a counteroffer, and you also press the calculator, don't talk, of course, if he tells you the price openly, you like it, pay back the price, if he doesn't sell, you go, don't be too axis, understand?"

Zhong Yue nodded and said, "I know it, the general thing is to talk less." ”

Zhang Laifu took Zhong Yue and the others into the ghost market of the City God Temple.

At this moment, a message suddenly came from the system......