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Zhang Dadao didn't know that he had almost provoked Zheng Wen to make a move just now, and closed his eyes with his feet crossed. Zheng Wen went over to open the door hatefully, and as soon as Brother Long came in, he came to Zhang Dadao first, nodded at Zhang Dadao and said, "Little Brother Zhang has the ability! This time I'm in charge, you go to the ghost market with us, just like Xiaowen, except for the things we got before!

Zhang Dadao nodded, and said in his mouth: "I don't care if your share is given to me or not, but don't make up your mind about my share!"

"Your share?" Brother Long was stunned, and glanced at Zheng Wen with some curiosity. The sixth son hurriedly told Zhang Dadao about Wu Datou to buy things.

Brother Long waved his hand after hearing this, and was silent for a while before he asked Zhang Dadao: "Brother Zhang, I heard that Zi said that you are also short of money?"

Zhang Dadaole said: "Who is not short of money? You are not lacking? He is not lacking? You want to know Ma Yun, you ask him to see, he is also lacking!"

Brother Long smiled, nodded and said: "That's the reason, everyone is short of money! Then I'll tell you the truth, we have a deal, and we just lack a talent like you, little brother Zhang, I don't know if you're interested?"

Zhang Dadao was stunned for a moment, and said: "Trading? When you become an antique dealer, what is the future of this, you can't make a fortune by setting up a stall, and it's not easy for connoisseurs to fool." The big money and the nouveau riche are now learning to be obedient and know how to find a formal way to go to the auction house. It's not a good deal. ”

Zheng Wen suddenly interjected: "Who said that we were going to cheat?

"Really?" Zhang Dadao was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask, when he heard Brother Long "cough" and said with a smile: "Little Brother Zhang, you think about it again, let's wait for the ghost market to pass!"

After saying this, he turned around and discussed things with Zheng Wen in dialect. Zhang Dadao pondered for a while, and said secretly: "Damn, these guys are not going to steal the museum, right? This thing of selling stolen goods is not easy to do! The public procuratorate and law are very angry, and it is not easy to calculate?"

Zhang Dadao was thinking about it here, the door was knocked again, Zheng Wen went over and opened the door, Wu Datou held a bunch of things, and led a rooster in!

"Brother Long, are you back?" After saying hello to Brother Long first, Wu Datou turned his head and complained to Zhang Dadao: "Brother Zhang, this thing is really hard to find, everything else is easy to say, I stole this rooster from behind!

Wu Datou and these guys are not gangsters in the village in vain, and the means of stealing chickens and dogs make them proficient. It was Zheng Wen who stole the tank before, and now he is stealing chickens with a big head, and it is unlucky for people in this neighborhood to recruit such tenants.

Zhang Dadao didn't think there was anything bad, he swept the things on the table to the ground, took those things and looked at them!

Wu Datou was stunned for a moment, and then nodded and left under Brother Long's eyes. Zhang Dadao spread out a piece of rice paper, found a disposable cup, poured some ink first, and directly soaked the brush in it. Brother Long was a little curious and asked what Zheng Wen had asked: "Little Brother Zhang, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Dadao didn't talk about the mess this time, but said very seriously: "You don't understand the rules of the ghost market, do you?"

Brother Long's face was dazed, but Zheng Wen said: "Hold hands and negotiate the price, don't ask where you come from, don't have lights, and disperse when the sky is bright." ”

Zhang Dadao nodded and said, "There is another one, which is called investing money and fixing shares! In the past, the ghost market, except for those pure morning markets, was a place to sell stolen goods. There is naturally a backer behind him, but in this time when yin and yang are clear, there are many lonely souls and wild ghosts. In order to prevent accidents, they will ask the masters to set up rules. It's called giving money and quotas!"

Zheng Wen was also stupid now, and when he saw Brother Long looking at him with a questioning expression, he quickly shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of this, what's going on?"

"It's to put a jar at the entrance of the ghost market, and the people who go in want to put money into it, indicating that they are sincere in trading! It won't hurt anyone! When it's over, look at the money inside, if there is a dark paper, then there are ghosts who have come, and those who are organized according to the rules must find someone to overdo it!" Zhang Dadao explained casually.

"I've heard of this, there used to be a rule that you have to throw money into the tank when you go into a ghost. But it doesn't seem to be the case, it is said that there is water in the tank, it is people who sink the money, and it is ghosts who float the money!" Zheng Wen also told what he had heard.

Zhang Dadaole hehe, he didn't explain whether it was true at all, in fact, he didn't know that there was such a situation as Zheng Wen said. Brother Long and Zheng Wen looked at each other, and then said: "Then it's not good for you to do this without saying a word, right? Didn't you say that you have to let the people of the organization invite you? If you don't say a word to him, you can put down this tank, if people are not happy at that time, it will not be good! After all, we are from outside, and the ghost market of the organization this time is a local snake, I heard that the ability is not small!"

Zheng Wen also said: "Yes, it's better to have more things than less things, didn't you get tens of thousands of dollars from Mr. Wang?

"Alas!" Zhang Dadao sighed, wiped away his non-existent tears, and said in a low voice: "The children of the poor have long been in charge! I have no father or mother, I have to earn my own tuition fees, and I have to find a job by myself! In the future, when I get married, buy a house and a car, I can't rely on myself." Where is there enough for these tens of thousands of yuan! I want to rob a bank or rob a tomb! If I can catch a dumpling or something, wouldn't I have to make crazy money to hold an exhibition?"

As soon as these words came out, Brother Long and Zheng Wen were both trembling in unison, and they forgot to continue to persuade Zhang Dadao, and the sixth son came up and asked in a low voice: "Also, there are really zongzi?"

Zhang Dadao stirred the brush and said: "Yes, but it is generally not touched, it is basically rotten, you see that Mawangdui dug up a half-finished zongzi, those archaeological ones are crazy, and they are really worth eighteen million?"

Brother Long and Zheng Wen shook their heads in unison and said, "How far can we run when we really meet a capable person!"

Zhang Dadaole said: "You just scare yourself, even if you can really move, this zongzi can be more ruthless than the one with a gun? You will definitely die if you take a shot, right? If you give you zongzi, you may not die? I really can't say with you laymen, what tomb robbers are most afraid of is quicksand traps, this thing has a long shelf life! It is difficult to deal with, it is a really powerful thing!"

Brother Long and Zheng Wen glanced at each other, with a hint of golden light in their eyes, and the sixth son was about to speak, but was kicked by Zheng Wen fiercely. I snorted and suffocated. Zhang Dadao soaked the brush, and walked around with the pen, and it became a line of big characters in a few strokes:

"Throw money and coins to determine the distinction between people and ghosts, and go to wealth to eliminate disasters and avoid ghosts and gods!"

As soon as the words were written, Brother Long opened his mouth to ask a question, and almost didn't let Zhang Dadao break the skill to write the words.

"Little Brother Zhang, you won't be the kind of mountain mover who specializes in tomb robbing as mentioned in the novel, right?" Brother Long looked at Zhang Dadao with a serious face, and his fiery eyes were full of hope, which made Zhang Dadao shudder involuntarily and said straight in his heart: [This look is so similar to when the "actor" thought I was the director?