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On a winter evening, in the southwest corner of Qinrenfang in Chang'an, a small courtyard exists alone in the surrounding high-rise mansions, which looks very abrupt. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Between the green bricks and tiles, the dark yellow walls of the small courtyard are full of traces of time, the broken adobe bricks are hidden under the thick moss, and a few small pale yellow flowers are blooming in the desolation.

Most of the dignitaries who live nearby are dignitaries, and there are few eyes on these small flowers in the BMW incense car, and after a long time, these small flowers that bloom in all seasons have become a habit.

In front of the small courtyard is a shop that is only ten feet long, and there are a few old wooden shelves in the shop, and some things are randomly placed on the wooden shelves, such as pots and pans, bottles and jars, and there are even a few broken weapons piled up in the corner, such as bronze Guge and bronze long swords, which are thrown on the ground at random, looking extremely messy.

"What rags! Are you embarrassed to say it's an antique?" said the young man dressed as a scribe threw away the copper bowl in his hand, cursed, and left the so-called antique shop, which had been in the area for less than a quarter of an hour.

When he left, he glanced at the middle-aged shopkeeper behind the counter in front of the door, and his eyes were full of mockery.

The middle-aged shopkeeper was still lying lazily on the counter, his eyes closed, he didn't hear anything in a trance, and he let the bronze bowl keep spinning on the edge of the wooden frame, as if he wasn't worried that it would fall, or even if it did, it didn't matter.

"Boss Ji, Happy New Year!" A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears hurriedly walked at the door, wearing a pointed mink hat, a shiny leather jacket, and two mustaches.

The middle-aged shopkeeper slowly raised his upper eyelids, glanced at the man, and closed them again.

The person who came seemed to be familiar with this person's temperament, not strange at all, walked in by himself, took out a gorgeous leather bag from his arms, put it on the counter, and said with a smile: "This is the stone that people have found in the mountains in the past six months, you see, they are all found according to your requirements!"

The middle-aged shopkeeper raised his hand, poured out all the stones, carefully examined them one by one, and then with a wave of his hand, the black stones of different sizes and shapes on the table disappeared one after another.

Although it was not the first time he had seen it, the fat man's narrowed eyes couldn't help but shine a little bit in the depths of his eyes, and his expression became more and more respectful: "Then this time ......"

The middle-aged shopkeeper slowly raised three fingers, and although the fat man was slightly disappointed, he still smiled and arched his hand, and then happily ran into the shop and carefully picked among the wooden shelves, corners, and wooden boxes everywhere.

The young scribe was illiterate, but the merchant, who had been immersed in antique shops for many years, knew the value of these "rags".

The middle-aged shopkeeper closed his eyes again and spent time on the counter.

Time is such a wonderful thing!

Those who lack it want it very much, and many people feel that they can't spend it all, and wanton squandering seems to be just the power of young people, but for him, squandering time seems to be a very accustomed thing, just like the hair on his head, it will fall out every day, but even if he dies, he may not have a moment of falling out, but once he finds that there is a real danger of falling out, he will desperately want to keep it.

It's just that......

The opportunity you once missed will never be recovered!

It seems that he once felt that death was very far away from him, but when he really found out that he was going to die one day, in order to live, he also abandoned everything, everything that could not be missing for a moment.

However, even if the goshawk just flapped its wings leisurely, it is comparable to the rush of an ant's life.

Even if an ordinary young man spends his whole life, he can't catch up with a nap from him......

If there are any familiar neighbors nearby, you may find that the shopkeeper who is lying on the counter and napping all day has been lying there for many years.

However, in a place like Qinrenfang, the iron-clad mansion and the powerful of flowing water, maybe the old house will be demolished and renovated, but the shopkeeper who is napping behind the counter seems to be engraved there by time.

It's been many, many years since spring went to autumn......

However, when the sound of the horse's hooves crossed in front of him, the figure that seemed to be impressed by the thunder suddenly stood up.

In the shop, the fat-headed and big-eared merchant was still picking out his own treasure, but the counter behind him was empty.

When the merchant finally picked out the treasure, he turned around and looked at the empty counter, obviously a little sluggish.

Then, there was a lot of excitement!

The white and chubby face was glowing with red and white, his breathing became short, and his two small eyes were round......

It seemed like a year ago, the red light on the merchant's fat face gradually dissipated, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, still leaving the small, old shop with the three things in his hand, and walked away without looking back.

Higashi, the garden of the young man.

Fang Zhou rushed all the way, and when he returned the same way, the street intersection between Qinrenfang and Changxingfang was completely blocked by a crowded crowd, so he had to pass through Qinrenfang.

He didn't know what kind of fate a random decision would bring to him and all his brothers, and for now, he just wanted to find the eldest brother quickly, get the medicine, and rush back to the second brother.

The young man's yard is still lively, dusk has arrived, think that the groom has received the New Year, the road in Chang'an is always a little blocked, since the time to welcome the family, the time of the worship will always be mistaken.

The guests understood that the food and drinks were really delicious, and the table was full of festive sounds.

Xu Chen, as a parent in the south, is accompanying Xu Fan to talk at a table full of old people at the moment, for Xu Chen, he is still very good at coaxing the old man.

When Fang Zhou's anxious face appeared outside the hall, Xu Chen suddenly frowned, then said a word to the old people with a smile, and walked over from the table.

"What's wrong?" Xu Chen hurriedly asked.

Fang Zhou quickly explained everything that had happened.

"Damn ......"

Xu Chen scolded secretly, and hurriedly walked towards the cellar in the backyard.

Looking at the departing figure of the apprentice, Xu Fan at the wine table also frowned.

In front of the gate of the juvenile courtyard, the middle-aged shopkeeper was dressed in an ordinary dress, and his face was so ordinary that people couldn't remember any of the characteristics.

Looking at the horse that was still parked in front of the gate and Fang Zhou had just ridden back, the middle-aged shopkeeper's gaze immediately moved upward, and there were vigilant eyes everywhere behind the high courtyard wall, even if the walls were full of festive red cloth and red lanterns, those eyes still did not slack off in the slightest.

The middle-aged shopkeeper squinted slightly, hesitated slightly, and just stood there, looking at the opposite side, without any more movements.

Then, while the middle-aged shopkeeper was looking at the courtyard of the teenagers, there was also a suspicious gaze watching him behind him.

In the shop, Tang Xuejun was counting this month's bills, and her parents went to the opposite side to eat and drink, she was still a daughter who had not yet left the cabinet, so it was naturally difficult to follow her.

Anyway, Xu Chen specially prepared a copy of the food in it for her and sent it over in person, using the excuse that her parents were not there to save themselves from starting a gang.

Of course, the thing is a good thing, Tang Xuejun has eaten similar things before, and it was also sent by Wang Ce on the other side, but the taste is obviously more authentic this time, and I don't know who made it......

Although she would definitely not admit it, it really seemed that there was a little bit of a short-mouthed meaning of eating people, and maybe she didn't notice it herself, but today she looked up at the other side obviously a lot more than usual.

If you really want to tell her, she will naturally use the excuse that her parents are on the other side.

But because she looked up many times more than usual, she easily spotted the middle-aged shopkeeper who was looking at the opposite yard not far from the door.

Tang Xueying was counting the accounts while glancing at the middle-aged man at the door, and there were some doubts in her heart.

Perhaps because the gaze behind him was too frequent, the middle-aged shopkeeper turned his head sharply and stared at Tang Xuexue in the store.

This not-so-sharp gaze completely confirmed the uneasiness in Tang Xuexue's heart!

Fortunately, she was no longer an ignorant girl, and she reacted quickly.

The display was slightly panicked, and then seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and brought his usual polite smile: "Does this shopkeeper want to come in and buy some goods? Our porcelain is ......."

"No!" the middle-aged shopkeeper said lightly before she could finish speaking.

In this way, this smart little girl is just a businessman with a very accurate vision in the heart of the middle-aged shopkeeper!

When the people outside the door turned around, Tang Xueying was obviously relieved.

didn't dare to look at the other party, just lowered his head and pretended to settle accounts, but his mind was naturally not here for a long time.

Soon, Fang Zhou came out, Xu Chen was still not at ease, and he also came out with him, and after greeting Wang Ce, he was going to go to Lu Hao with him.

The two got on the horse one after another, and the middle-aged shopkeeper in front of the door also left casually.

Tang Xueying in the shop hurriedly ran out and glanced in the direction where the three of them left, only to see Xu Chen and the two galloping forward, and the middle-aged man just strode forward, the speed was not slow at all, and the strange thing was that none of the people on the street noticed his strangeness.

I guess this man never touched a single pedestrian as he strode forward.

However, no matter what, it can be seen that this middle-aged man is not ordinary!

Tang Xueying's home has undergone a great change because of this master, and Xiao Yan's father and son have never avoided their superb kung fu, Tang Xueying is not vague about the existence of these worldly masters.

Standing at the door, he thought for a moment, and then walked towards the opposite courtyard.

Finding a teenager, Tang Xuexue said directly: "Is it okay to call Brother Wang Ce Wang?"

How could the young man outside the door not know the sister-in-law of the eldest brother?

Seeing Tang Xuexue walking straight over, he opened his mouth to find the third brother, and the young man at the door was only slightly stunned, and then nodded with a smile: "Okay, Miss Tang, wait a minute!"

It didn't take long for Wang Ce to walk out with the boy.

"Miss Tang!"

Wang Ce still had doubts, but Tang Xueying didn't hesitate, and said directly: "Brother Wang, just now there was a man who was staring at your yard outside for a long time, and just now he followed Brother Xu and them, and he should be a master!"

"What!" Wang Ce was taken aback.