On the afternoon of October 4th.

After strolling through the Avenue of Stars, the group was ready to go to Taiping Mountain to play, I heard that it is not only the best place to enjoy the night view of Xiangjiang, but also the gathering place of the rich in Xiangjiang, but they were really hungry and tired on the way, so they could only stop and find a restaurant to fill their stomachs first.

The folk language of Xiangjiang is generally Cantonese, occasionally mixed with a few sentences of English, which sounds quite incomprehensible to mainlanders, and Feng Yiming suddenly heard a familiar word spoken by the guest at the next table after eating and drinking.

Hollywood Road. ”

Tsk, although he knew that Hollywood was actually a transliteration of "Hollywood", Feng Yiming still couldn't help but flash Zhou Gongzi's impressive little face in his mind.

"Hollywood?" Ye Zizi keenly noticed that Feng Yiming was interested, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't we go and see it too?" ”

Zhou Chong flipped through the map and looked at it a few times, shook his head and showed that there were no attractions there.

That movie really has nothing to do with Hollywood Road, the old driver Feng Yiming pouted and didn't speak, only complained in his heart that he was really a pure young man, but in his previous life, he also later searched for "There is a Hollywood in Xiangjiang" on the Internet, saying that the director is really bold and fat, "Dongdong", "Fangfang", "Honghong", and the movies that deserve this guy can't enter the mainland market.

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"Fooled, isn't this Hollywood Street?" Zhang Miao looked at the old-fashioned restaurants and bars full of European style on both sides of the street, and said disappointedly: "Does this have anything to do with Hollywood?"

"Poof. The passers-by on the side explained with a smile, and everyone realized that the so-called Hollywood Road is actually Hollywood Road, named after the holly trees on both sides of the road, and has nothing to do with Hollywood.

"I have to go inside on Hello Street......" The passerby's Cantonese mixed with local accents made everyone scratch their heads, but it seemed that there was a bustle to see inside, Zhang Miao pulled Ye Zizi and ran inside.

"Ah, it turned out to be an antique market!" Zhang Miao sighed in surprise, the so-called Ao Luo Street in front of him is actually an antique street, there are not many people coming and going, even the vehicles are quite few, and the street is very quiet.

Everyone's eyes are focused on Feng Yiming, everyone knows that antiques are Feng Yiming's business hobby, and in addition to professional management books, the most on the bookshelf in Xinzha's house are all kinds of antique books.

"Feng Yiming......" Zhang Miao was a little excited, others didn't know, but she knew, four or five years ago, Feng Yiming casually got the lacquer calligraphy of the deputy gold farmer on the stall in the river, and later bought a copy of Yu Youren's cursive script in Qingping's antique market, which can be called an expert, Zhang Miao thought of this, and then looked back at this street, it was simply gold everywhere.

"Stop daydreaming!" Feng Yiming glanced at Zhang Miao strangely, is this girl crazy, Qingping's boundary is too poor in traffic conditions, so bad that even the Japanese devils didn't bother to enter back then, so they can keep so many antiquities, and the economy of Bac Giang Province is underdeveloped, and there are relatively few collectors, so I only occasionally pick up leaks, what is Xiangjiang? Not to mention the outsiders who came to hunt for treasures, the locals alone have turned over this street countless times, and it is my turn to pick up the leaks?

Visiting a few antique shops and old book stores along the street, Feng Yiming took a closer look, most of the antiques he didn't have the ability to recognize, but as long as he could recognize them, the prices marked were much higher than his psychological prices.

"Don't think about it, if you want to pick up the leak here in Xiangjiang, it's no different from the Mark Six lottery. Feng Yiming said with a smile after going out: "Everyone will be over after watching the excitement, besides, if you win the Mark Six lottery and buy something good, it will be very troublesome to get back to the mainland, can these antique shops still give us a certificate." ”

"You mean their goods aren't coming from a clean source?"

"It's not not too clean, it's probably not very clean. Feng Yiming said casually, think about it, you also know that even Xu Qingteng's paintings were placed in the store just now for people to enjoy, and the introduction of the scenic spots and purchase centers in Xiangjiang issued by the hotel where he stayed did not have this antique street, there must be a reason.

The group was about to leave for Taiping Mountain, and suddenly found that there was no one missing, Yu Fei was squatting at the door of a used book store at the corner of the street and watching with relish, Feng Yiming and Zhou Chong glanced at each other, and slowly moved over to probe, tsk, it was actually an illustrated version of "The Legend of the Monk of Dengcao".

"That night was quiet, lustful and instigated, men and women, none of them didn't want to ...... in pairs" Feng Yiming shook his head and read the words in the book, "Yu Fei, you read the little yellow book on the street, do you still want to masturbate in public?"

"Aren't you a brother?" Zhou Chong pushed Feng Yiming away, "Now let's fly a single dog, don't find something to see the lust, it's really hard to endure......"

Yu Fei gritted his teeth and looked at the two of them who were undisciplined, and turned his head to pay the bill, "This is the classics of affirming human desires and contempt for etiquette, look at what you have in your heads!"

Unexpectedly, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked mainlander in front of him actually paid for this ancient book with a fairly low price, and the shopkeeper was interested, and said in a non-standard Mandarin: "Men and women eat and drink, people have great desires, pretty boy, I still have a few more of these books here, do you want to see them?"

Feng Yiming and Zhou Chong looked at each other, were silent for two seconds, and then stepped into the house at the same time.

"The beautiful girl outside is your female companion, right?" the yellow-faced and skinny boss took out a wooden box from behind the counter, "It's also good to learn posture, those things in Little Japan are all leftovers from our ancestors, well, they are all illustrated ......"

""National Color and Heavenly Fragrance", "Flying Flowers", "Wushan Yan History", "Sui Yang Yan History" ......" Zhou Chong flipped through a few books, "The illustrations are good, but I haven't heard of these titles!"

"Look at your lonely and unheard appearance!" Feng Yiming sneered: "I guess you know "Golden Vase Plum" too." ”

The shopkeeper immediately pulled out a copy from the bottom of the stack, "There is really "Golden Vase Plum", but this is a commentary, and the price is more expensive. ”

Feng Yiming flipped through it casually, and his right hand shook unconsciously, "Let's brothers, plus the three goods in my dormitory, let's buy five more copies." ”

Zhou Chong saw Feng Yiming's eyes, and immediately picked out four copies of "Golden Vase Plum" at random, and began to bargain with the boss.

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"We have two copies for each person, and we have put them away. Zhou rushed out of the store to see the girls looking at the old-fashioned furniture opposite, and asked in a low voice, "Is that "Golden Vase Plum" worth it?"

"Tsk, how can something like an ancient book be evaluated by whether it is worth or not! Look at you as a layman!" Feng Yiming pressed the bag on his shoulder with his backhand, "I just said that picking up leaks and winning the Mark Six lottery is like winning the lottery, but I didn't expect to win the lottery in a blink of an eye." ”

Feng Yiming turned his head to look at the stunned Zhou Chong, and said with a smile: "It's not that exaggerated, it's not the first prize, it's just rare." ”

Since inexplicably finding the lacquer book of Jin Nong and the standard cursive script of Yu Youren, Feng Yiming pondered that his reborn gold finger would not be on it, but he did not expect that today's gold finger appeared again, although Feng Yiming had no money to buy antiques in his previous life, but he had seen a lot, after all, he had set up a stall in the magic capital antique street, and because Zhao Guoliang, the vice president of the group, loved antiques, he also deliberately put in a lot of hard work.

The version of "Golden Vase Plum" has been handed down to be two systems, one is the word book, which has nothing to say, the other is the embroidered image book, this version is with 200 woodcut illustrations, because it is the engraved book during the Chongzhen period, so it is called the Chongzhen book, and the later period after Zhang Zhupo's comments in the early Qing Dynasty, so the Chongzhen book was replaced by the Zhang Commentary, and the embroidered portraits that are now circulating in the world are basically Zhang Commentaries.

But Feng Yiming flipped a few pages casually, and unexpectedly found the year name of Chongzhen in the preface, you must know that the early Qing Dynasty was the craziest time in the text prison, and it was impossible for the Chongzhen year name to appear in the preface of Zhang Pingben.

Thinking of the various postures in the illustrations, Feng Yiming's heart itched, and he pondered that he had to appreciate it with Zhang Jingjing when he returned to Jianghe.