Toshima.

Before dawn, in the open space in front of a temple, the number of stalls gradually increased.

There are all kinds of things on the stalls, calligraphy and paintings from ten years ago, clay pots from a hundred years ago, and bronzes from a thousand years ago...... There are very few of the latter, and only one person has half of the market.

This person was dressed in shabby clothes, although he was squatting there, he could still see that his jade tree was in the wind, although his face was a little dirty, but he still showed his excellence, squatting in a large number of hawkers, it was clear that he stood out from the crowd.

This person is Zhao Qiwu.

Lao Zhao was the first to come, and he had been squatting here for more than half an hour, and looking at the stalls around him, he felt that he had come to the wrong place.

There are a few stalls nearby, all of which are modern things, but they look a little older.

If this can be called an antique, the broken bricks at the root of the wall of your mansion must be a national treasure.

In front of him were the five bronzes he took from Fang Simao, and the incense burner he bought from Lao Yang. But when placed on the thrift stalls, they don't show their craftsmanship at all.

With the idea that what comes is safe, Zhao Qiwu still resisted the urge to immediately pick up things and leave-just learn Qiandao language here!

After a while, an old man came to ask the price, and Zhao Qiwu saw that he was referring to the largest copper tripod, so he stretched out his palm.

The old man was stunned: "Fifty thousand yuan?"

"Fifty million!" Zhao Qiwu opened his mouth.

"Crazy!" the old man immediately shook his head and left.

Zhao Qiwu hehe: "You're crazy, 50,000 yuan wants to buy my things." ”

According to the current exchange rate, 50,000 yuan is how much is it, which is really not enough.

Of course, 50 million is a bit much, but everyone dares to open 50,000, why can't I shout 50 million.

Anyway, the buyer is not easy to meet, and it is one by one, and it saves the effort to bargain.

......

The stall on the left has already made a business selling urinals thirty years ago, and the one on the right has also sold several dilapidated picture albums, but Zhao Qiwu still hasn't opened it.

This makes Zhao Qiwu, who is used to doing smooth business, very unhappy, it seems that this business is not easy to do!

Just as he was about to pack his things, a few more people came over, and one of them asked, "How much is this ding?"

"Five million!" Zhao Qiwu casually quoted a price.

The small stall owner who sold urinals next to him heard his words, and almost fell into the urinals - he had been shouting 50 million just now, but now he suddenly came with 5 million, and he couldn't bear it!

"Where did you get this?" The one who asked the price was a middle-aged man, who looked like a dog, but it was obviously a leading party, and the one in the back was the main one.

Because the main ones just now pointed to this side, the middle-aged man came to ask.

"Huaguo is here. Zhao Qiwu replied honestly.

"Did the elders of your family fight in wars before?" the middle-aged man asked.

Zhao Qiwu thought about it for a long time, his ancestors had been farming for eight generations, and he really hadn't fought a war. But...... It seems that in the past, when there was a war, the people in the family also participated.

Peasants, seeing that the enemy is coming, they have to run. I heard that the older generation of people have all taken refuge in the mountains, so they can be regarded as participating, right?

Long Tao is also an actor!

So he didn't speak, but nodded.

The middle-aged man was a little unconvinced, squatted down, and took a closer look.

After looking at it for a while, let a few people behind him also take a look.

Zhao Qiwu planned to wait.

After everyone finished reading, the middle-aged man pointed to the copper incense burner that Lao Yang had looked at and asked, "How much is this?"

"Five million. Zhao Qiwu quoted him a price without thinking.

"What about this?" the middle-aged man pointed to a small wine bottle.

"Three million. ”

"Where's this?"

"Four million. ”

After the middle-aged man asked the price, he asked again: "Do you know what dynasty this is?"

"I don't know, I dug it up recently anyway. Zhao Qiwu said with certainty.

"How about 200,000 yuan a piece, I want it all. "Middle-aged people bargain.

Zhao Qiwu didn't bother to take care of him.

The small stall owners in the antique city do this, and when they encounter indiscriminate bidding, the contempt is over.

"What about 300,000?"

Continue to despise.

"This thing is an imitation, it's worthless. The middle-aged man said. "It's worth 300,000 at most, which is already very high. ”

Also despised.

"Then what is the minimum price you offer?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Six pieces together, 20 million. Zhao Qiwu thought for a while and said.

"It's expensive, it's really not worth the price. Don't think that what you get back from Huaguo is valuable, these are imitations of modern times......" the middle-aged man said in a rambling voice.

It seems that he still understands a little, and he also knows how to take out a piece of money and point to the underneath, saying that something is wrong.

"I'm not an antique, it's a craft. Zhao Qiwu saw that he was dry-mouthed, and kindly reminded him.

"Uh......" The middle-aged man ate a fly at that time, and he didn't know how to say it.

"If you don't sell it, you don't sell it, this business is not easy to do. Zhao Qiwu stood up and began to pack his things.

In this kind of market, you really can't sell the price, and some of the people who come to ask the price are not even enough for the cost - the handicraft still has to have a craft fee, and you can't just because it's a bronze object and you can't price me at the price of scrap copper.

Therefore, if you want to sell at a high price, you must have a serious store, and then the price can be clearly marked.

But the little money in my pocket is not enough, and I have to earn money first.

......

The middle-aged man who asked the price was a little stunned when he watched Zhao Qiwu pack up his things, normally speaking, isn't it the buyer who makes a price, and then uses whether to leave or not to buy to let the seller sell the goods at a low price?

It wasn't until Zhao Qiwu packed up his things that he reacted: "Wait, we can talk about it again." ”

"If you're willing to let us do an appraisal, then the price can be renegotiated. "This is to see that there is no way to pick up the leaks, middle-aged people can only do business seriously, and after identifying what the goods are, they will come at what price, and no one will feel at a loss.

Zhao Qiwu didn't have that time to spend with him, and he didn't even have an identity here, even if the business was done, it was still a problem for him to collect money.

So don't talk nonsense, take something and go out of the market.

I took a taxi, went to a random place in the city, put on that mask and continued my journey.

The price will be raised today, and it will cost 200 yuan at a time.

Because of today's performance, there are a little more programs.

I saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground, with the little Fang Ding in front of him.

After someone paid, he took a dead little bug, asked the audience to identify it, and carefully put it into the copper tripod.

Then he took the piece of cloth that was still on the ground just now, covered it, made a seal with one hand, and recited words in his mouth.

The lines have a history, and they are shouted in a movie with his own family actor with the same surname: "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Jizo! Great Luo Mantra, Prajna Buddhas! Prajna Ba Ma Coax! Insects are resurrected!"

The two actresses in that movie are both demonic, only the mighty monk is righteous and awe-inspiring, and the slogans shouted are also very majestic.

Coupled with the fact that he still has the same surname as him, he remembers it very clearly.

Not to mention, it turned out that I put the insect in my hand, and then I turned my palm and lived, and there was no mystery at all.

Now make such a bronze tripod, with a few lines, and there will be more people watching it at that time.

When he reached out and took out the live little insects, let them watch in the palm of his hand - those people from yesterday gave money one by one for him to perform. Today is different, after having a sense of ceremony, one by one the coins and banknotes are thrown directly.

There was also an old man who didn't know if he really believed him, or if he was lucky, carrying a cage with a green bird in it, came over and asked, "God of insects, can you resurrect the bird?"

"No, I can't. "Zhao Qiwu can't break his rules. "Birds are the natural enemies of insects, and I will not resurrect them. ”

"I give money. "The old man is very angry.

"No, it doesn't matter how much. "Zhao Qiwu is very resolute.

We also have rules, these bugs are not yesterday. The bugs made money for themselves, so he added some more treatment to the bugs and released them back into the wild.

Thinking that with his treatment, those bugs will definitely become winners among worms in the short rebirth in the future, with a group of wives and concubines, and children and grandchildren everywhere......

As for saying that some of them are pests, and it is not a good thing that children and grandchildren are everywhere, so is it about him Zhao Qiwu? Anyway, he doesn't have any land here.

The old man hurriedly took out his wallet: "I'll give you money, all the money will be given to you, here are hundreds of thousands, all for you." ”

"No, I don't. Zhao Qiwu resolutely maintained the same personality. "You let me, don't stand in the way of the audience, I'm going to continue to perform!"

Although the old man was unwilling, the other audience also persuaded him to leave, especially a few children who were shouting so loudly that he could only stand aside first.

......

These children Zhao Qiwu still likes them very much, because they are the most willing, and they ask their parents for their pocket money when they are gone, and some of them give money several times after a while.

But there will be trouble, and one of the bear children took a glass box with a unicorn in it, and stood next to him and asked to resurrect his unicorn.

Zhao Qiwu doesn't do it, can he be such a casual person? You can resurrect whatever you want, you really don't think I'm a god of insects, right?

"50,000 yuan, do you want to do it?" When the bear child saw that Zhao Qiwu did not agree, he was anxious at that time.

Zhao Qiwu looked up, and the two people behind the bear child seemed to be a bit like the bear child's followers!

At that time, he shook his head: "No." ”

"One hundred thousand!" the bear child turned his head to look at the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man immediately took out a wad of money and counted out ten.

10,000 yuan a piece, enough to give a neat one.

This kind of loser bear child, it's just a matter of 100,000 yuan for a unicorn fairy, how rich is your family?

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, the bear child was anxious, and snatched the middle-aged man's wallet: "It's all for you, do you want to do it?"

Zhao Qiwu originally wanted to hold on a little longer, but ...... Everyone handed over their wallets, so they had to sigh: "Although you, the unicorn fairy, have not been dead for a long time, but coming back from the dead is also a move to change your life against the sky, and it hurts the heavens and the peace." However, I saw that you were sincere, so I promised you once. ”

The onlookers became extremely attentive at this moment, watching the masked man solemnly wipe his hands, slowly put the unicorn fairy into the copper tripod, and then gestured for a long time, and then pinched the handprints and read the lines!

The oil seller said, 'I don't have him, only my hands are familiar', and Zhao Qiwu is the same now.

The more you do the same thing, the more proficient you become, and you can take the initiative to make changes, making the process more and more ritualistic.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Qiwu put his hand in, and under the gaze of a circle of spectators, he took out a living unicorn fairy.

Then he looked at the bear child.

The bear child was about to reach out to take it, but suddenly reacted, took out all the money in his wallet, and put it in front of him, and then took the unicorn fairy like a treasure.

Very good bear child!

Zhao Qiwu put away the money and silently gave the bear child a thumbs up.

Although the Thousand Island Coins are not very valuable, they are still worth a little money if they are large enough.

......

"Do you sell this copper tripod?" Zhao Qiwu was thinking about the thickness of the pile of money he had just collected, and was thinking about whether to collect the stall and leave, ending today's performance, the bear child holding the unicorn fairy suddenly pointed to the copper tripod and asked.

You don't think that if you have this copper tripod, you can resurrect any bug you want, right?

"Don't sell it, this is my magic weapon, I must have it so that I can cast my magic faster. Zhao Qiwu felt that he couldn't take a wool with a strong pick, so he refused the bear child's request.

"I'll give money, is one million enough?"

"It's really not for sale, I'm going to recover my divine power, I'll perform again in the afternoon, let's disperse!" Zhao Qiwu packed up his things and left.

But after walking for a while, I found that there seemed to be someone following behind?

I found a small alley and turned in, and he disappeared without a trace. Then when he saw the person who was following him, he put his mind at ease and flew to find a restaurant elsewhere to replenish his 'divine power'.

It was the old man who followed the dead bird, probably wanting Zhao Qiwu to help him resurrect the bird.

This job must not be accepted, the bugs are small, and it can be explained by magic. But if anything can be resurrected, then there are ghosts.

After eating, Zhao Qiwu found a hotel and lay down for a while, watching the news for a while - get up early in the morning, take a break at noon, and combine work and rest.

In the afternoon, he wore a mask and went to set up a stall to perform.

Of course, you have to change places, you can't stay in the same place, so people won't pay for it.

Repetitive, increasingly proficient processes.

There will always be curious people who will give money to see, and it's not expensive anyway, is it?

The price of movie tickets in the Thousand Islands is 1,800 yuan, and even if the actual purchase price is discounted, it will have to be thousands of yuan. Watching a little magic trick on the street only costs 100 yuan, which is clearly the price of conscience!

Anyway, Zhao Qiwu is not worried that no one will watch him, even if he is considered magic, it is also technical. Unlike those who sing on the street, some of them are noise pollution, but the singers are still self-absorbed, with an expression that a thousand miles of horses can't meet Bole, and good animals plow the stone ground.

......

After performing for a while, Zhao Qiwu suddenly saw an acquaintance and was happy all of a sudden.

The middle-aged man who asked the price of copperware at the stall in the morning.

At that time, I started to perform more intently, but I didn't notice that the guy was squeezing towards him with two people.

After the middle-aged man squeezed in, he didn't say anything in a hurry, wiped his sweat, and stood aside to watch.

Watching Zhao Qiwu resurrect a small insect for a while, and then collect a few hundred yuan, the small business is quite hot.

"Sir, I bought copperware, do you remember? After looking at it for a while, the middle-aged man couldn't help but come over and began to discuss with him in a low voice.

"I don't sell them anymore, and I find it very profitable to use them to perform my skills. If someone watched it every day, I would be able to earn a few million in no time. Zhao Qiwu refused sharply.

The main thing is that the original price was too low now, the people of the Thousand Island Country are rich, and someone will pay hundreds of thousands of yuan for a broken unicorn fairy, and this copper tripod will not sell for tens of millions, and it will be a bit of a loss.

Dozens of pounds of copper!

"Let's talk, talk about it. I brought people over and asked them to take another look, and if I was sure, I wanted five million. The middleman leaned over and said in a low voice.

"Look!" Zhao Qiwu thought for a while, after all, street art is not a serious way to make money, or it is cost-effective to sell handicrafts.

It's a big deal that I'll regret it after a while, and the price will be raised a little more - trustworthiness also depends on the object, isn't it?

Handing the copper tripod to the middle-aged man, Zhao Qiwu saw that there were too many people around, and simply said: "I won't perform today, let's come and see it another day! I'm sorry everyone! Thank you for your support! Thank you very much!"

......

The crowd gradually dispersed, but there were still a few good things, and I felt that there might be more excitement to see later, so I stayed by and watched.

Among the two people brought by the middle-aged man, there was an old man, who had already taken out a magnifying glass at the moment, looking and knocking, and was very busy.

The other person didn't have a magnifying glass, but he kept looking, presumably to see the appearance or something.

The middle-aged man himself was not idle, and began to wait for the bronze furnace bird again, and also took a magnifying glass to look at it. The other two people also began to look at the others after reading the copper tripod, anyway, there were only six things, and the three of them took turns to look at it, and they looked at it for a long time.

provoked many passers-by to think that they were doing something, and they all came to see the excitement.

When Zhao Qiwu was a little impatient, the three of them finished reading.

I didn't know how to discuss, so the middle-aged man came over and made an offer: "Four million, I want it." ”

"Six million, I'll sell. Zhao Qiwu raised the price without saying a word.

"How can the price go up? You yourself said five million. The middle-aged man's eyes widened.

"You can bargain, I can also bargain!" Zhao Qiwu's eyes widened. "If you subtract it down, won't you allow me to add it up?"

"You ......," the middle-aged man wiped his sweat. "Four and a half million, I'll ask for it. ”

"Six and a half million. Zhao Qiwu also raised the price.

"Five million, at the price you said, if you go up again, I won't buy it. The middle-aged man was a little angry.

"No, at least seven million, a fixed price. Below that price I'll sell. "Zhao Qiwu is better than him.

It was mainly the two 'professionals' brought by the middle-aged man that gave Zhao Qiwu confidence, and he felt that he might be able to sell higher.

"Then you're going to have to add another wine bottle. "Middle-aged people don't talk about price, they talk about things.

"Are you crazy?" Zhao Qiwu despised him. "That wine bottle is worth three million. ”

"You said it was two million in the morning?" The middle-aged man's eyes instantly widened again, and his head began to sweat again.

"Don't you think I don't understand?" Zhao Qiwu's eyes widened. "The older this thing gets, the more valuable it becomes, and the price in the morning can be the same as in the afternoon?"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man and the two people behind him endured and endured, and used ninja kung fu to endure a mouthful of old blood that surged into their hearts......