Chapter 43: Hearing about the Ghost Market

Zheng Wen was taken aback by Zhang Dadao's sudden reaction, and twisted his ass on the road with a trembling hand, and then he gasped: "Don't make this kind of joke, okay? Fortunately, there are no other cars, otherwise we will both die here!"

Zhang Dadao pursed his lips and asked, "Then what do you mean?

Zheng Wen shook his head and said, "I mean you are too slow to make money by doing this, remember that I asked you to tell my fortune, right?"

Zhang Dadao directly spread his hands and said: "The lottery number can't be counted, and the stock index can't be counted." ”

"Forehead~" Zheng Wen grabbed his hair a few times in a bit of frenzy, and shouted: "Listen to me!"

Zhang Dadao nodded and said carefully: "It's not okay to enter the casino to change your luck." ”

"Who told you this!" Zheng Wen simply stopped the car on the side of the road and said, "I mean something else, isn't it going to be May Day? There is a place nearby, there will be a temporary market at that time, I am a scholar of literature, if I am lucky, I can make a fortune." You know, right?"

Zhang Dadao shook his head, "I don't understand, what market, smuggling pirated CDs?" Zhang Dadao's eyes lit up, wondering if he could ask Zheng Wen to help get some authentic Japanese national art discs.

"Huhu~" Zheng Wen was choked, gasped twice, and then said: "You are deliberately making trouble, right? I'm talking about the ghost market! Does the ghost city know?"

Zhang Dadao nodded calmly and said, "I said it earlier! I know it too well! The ghost market! The kind that sells fakes in the black light, oh! You want to sell fakes! By the way, you are a scholar of literature and museums, and there must be high-imitation fakes in the school lectures for you to refine your eyesight, and if you steal some and sell them, then you will send them out!"

Zheng Wen was stunned for a moment, and said a little sluggishly: "Can it still be like this? Why didn't I think of it?"

"Well, you're not going to do that, are you?" asked Zhang Dadao with some curiosity. He was also interested at this time, but our Heavenly Master had also studied antique appraisal in a mental hospital, so he naturally became a little interested in having this kind of close contact.

Zheng Wen sighed and said, "I'll be honest with you, our profession is different from archaeology. The main study is identification and restoration. Usually, there are many students who go to the flower and bird market to pick up the leaks, but now the antiques on the market are fakes, and only this ghost market and some private black markets can see some shady unearthed goods and water goods. ”

Zhang Dadao nodded and said, "Can you take me there?" Take me and I'll calculate it for you! Also, is this black market spontaneous?"

Zheng Wen nodded and said: "Yes, it's on the other half of White Horse Lake, and it's not conspicuous to use the animation festival as a cover for cars and people." My friends are here to sell things, and they have a few good goods in their hands, and Mr. Wang just wants to buy those things through me first. But my friends seem to have found a way to participate in black market auctions. You know, things don't sell for a lot in ghost markets. ”

"I don't know?" Zhang Dadao looked innocent, "I don't care how much your friend sells? Let's work together, you will get some high-quality imitation goods from the school first, and then find me a jar for pickles." How much do you earn, except for the cost, let's get two or eight points! Let you see what it is really fooling!"

Zheng Wen was a little stunned, he didn't expect that he was forcibly recruited by Zhang Dadao first, but he was not in a hurry, he just shook his head and restarted the car. After a while, the car came to the front of a row of peasant houses. In recent years, urban expansion has turned many of the original rural areas into urban villages. In a city like Wulin, the peasant households in the urban villages have no land, but they have other livelihoods, turning their houses into rental houses, and the rent alone is 100,000 yuan a year. Coupled with the dividends after the commercial development of the land in the village, the income of many illiterate old men and old ladies in a year can easily crush the bachelor's and master's degrees.

Zheng Wen got out of the car, took Zhang Dadao, who was carrying a futon, up a staircase, and knocked on the door rhythmically.

"Which?" a deep voice with a slightly heavy accent sounded.

"I, ahhhh The sixth brother opened the door, and I brought a friend over. Zheng Wen replied.

There was silence for a moment, followed by the voice of Si Suo. Zhang Dadao looked around, pouted his lips from time to time and whispered: "Feng Shui is too bad!" Zheng Wen also saw some of Zhang Dadao's character at this time, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

After a while, the door opened. A scumbag man with messy curly hair poked his head out, and when he looked at Zheng Wen and Zhang Dadao, he was a little stunned. Opened the door and said, "Xiaowen, why are you dressed like this? I don't know, I think I'm a ghost?"

Zhang Dadao touched his nose and interjected: "What are ghosts to be afraid of, Dao Ye specializes in catching ghosts and collecting zombies." Do you want to serve, for the sake of knowing, I will give you a discount!"

The man was stunned again, ignored Zhang Dadao, and asked Zheng Wendao while letting go of his body: "Why is there a little Taoist priest here?"

Zheng Wen said: "My friend, I'll talk to Brother Long later." "When I entered the door, I saw a coffee table in the middle of a living room, and something under the window, covered with a green tarpaulin. The sofa and TV models are a bit old, and there are a lot of leftover takeaway lunches and instant noodle buckets on the coffee table.

Zhang Dadao sat down on the sofa with his feet crossed, Zheng Wen looked around, and asked, "What about Brother Long and Wu Datou?"

The curly hair named Sixth Brother was wearing a broken vest, with three words written on the back: "Arowana!", scratched his head and said: "Brother Long went to see the location, and the big head brought some things to the flower and bird market, saying that it was to explore the price." ”

Zhang Dadao crossed his feet and said disdainfully: "Selling antiques is meaningless." If you want to make money, in addition to cheating laymen, you are looking for treasure pit experts. In fact, if there is a good thing, it is most suitable to send it to the auction house, and the hype of the people is really professional, except for the long cycle of collecting money, there are no shortcomings. ”

The sixth brother was a little stunned, and pushed Zheng Wen and said, "What is the origin of this little Taoist?"

Zheng Wen was also stupid, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I only met him today!

Zhang Dadao said with a smile: "Five elements and eight works, three teachings and nine streams, don't you have to know a little bit about walking the rivers and lakes? Not to mention the thousand methods of bees, hemp, swallows, and birds, it is to move mountains and fight, witches are disgusted with curses, and we all know a little bit about raising ghosts and lowering heads!"

The sixth brother was stunned and said carefully: "You are a great immortal?"

Zheng Wen pushed him down, sat down next to Zhang Dadao, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a rhythmic knock on the door. The sixth brother hurriedly said, "Brother Long is back!"

Zheng Wen got up to stop him, and said as he went to open the door, "I'm coming!"

As soon as the door opened, two stout middle-aged men entered, with dark skin like old peasants. As soon as he saw Zhang Dadao, his eyes froze, Zheng Wen hurriedly whispered a few words in his ear, and then he nodded at Zhang Dadao, Zhang Dadao's eyes suddenly lost focus, and in his eyes, the middle-aged man who had just entered the door became an ugly and strange dog with stubby legs and round ears.