As soon as I got out of school in the afternoon, I went to find Nanfei. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Thirteen, what's the matter?" Nan Fei asked when he saw Thirteen, Thirteen patted Nan Fei on the shoulder and turned around and walked towards the staircase, Nan Fei hurriedly went up, "Brother Thirteen has something important to tell me?"

"Didn't you get a sum of money last time?" I think about it, we can't sit and eat empty!" Thirteen said to Nanfei

"Brother Thirteen, I just knew that the money was so easy to earn, and we had to find a way to get it if we didn't need it!" Nan Fei said indifferently

"Your sister, didn't you hear Chen Mengying say that this is a crime? can't do it for a long time, I'll sum it up, I don't want to open a store, right?" Thirteen raised his hand and slapped Nan Fei's head without opening his mind.

Nan Fei rubbed his head with his hands and said, "Then what store do we open?"

"What do you think you're doing?" said Thirteen.

"Then I still have this outfit, and this mustache! I'm going to change my outfit in two days!" Nan Fei looked at Thirteen with pitiful eyes.

"What the hell are you changing! You don't know how much charm you have added to your mustache, look at the police flower that day, and Liu Xiaonuan, who has been fighting with you for the past few days, isn't this a reflection of your charm?" Thirteen patted Nanfei on the shoulder as he spoke, which meant "You have to know how to cherish this outfit!"

"Brother Thirteen、......" Nan Fei had to say something, and Thirteen directly interrupted the idea of continuing to argue with him, "How about we think about the name of the store now?"

Nanfei was confused by the thirteen, and as soon as he heard the name of the store, he called out, "It's called Nanfei Fengshui Pavilion, right?"

Thirteen Yi listened, "Damn, are you playing like that? We don't just have feng shui, you ******, you think your name is very loud!

"Brother Thirteen, I don't mean that, why don't I use physiognomy to measure words together?"

Thirteen and Nanfei wrote a word, thirteen wrote a "ghost", and Nanfei wrote a "technique".

Nan Fei said: "Ghosts, outside of humanity, are different."

Thirteen went on to say: "Technique is the mystery of the Tao, and the Tao is the Xuan. ”

Thirteen and Nanfei said together: "Yixuan Pavilion"

Thirteen said, "That's all it is, let's think about the business card design now, right?"

After a long discussion of Nanfei Thirteen, the final business card was black, saying that it could give people a sense of mystery. The three big characters above the front "Yixuan Pavilion" are two vertical demon swords on both sides, each of the four corners has a feng shui compass, and there is a Taoist classic below the three big characters of Yixuan Pavilion: Tao gives birth to one, life to two, two to three, and three to all things.

The back began to be a business: removing demons and subduing demons, surveying feng shui, and reading fortune telling......

Next is the pavilion master general thirteen, and the deputy cabinet master Yan Nanfei. After that, there is the contact address......

Then Thirteen and Nanfei discussed the choice of land, and the two went to the antique street early the next morning.

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"Old immortal, you smashed my magic weapon, hurry up and get 20,000 yuan, otherwise the master wants you to look good today!"

"This little brother, I'...... I don't have any money, I really can't get 20,000 yuan, can I give you an IOU? Please, okay......"

Thirteen and Nanfei heard the noise here as soon as they arrived at the antique street,...... Thirteen couldn't help frowning when he heard this, he was about to go to work, and he couldn't help but stop.

"Brother Thirteen, that person is a magic weapon again, let's go up and have a look!" Nan Fei was about to step forward when he was suddenly blocked by Thirteen, puzzled, "Brother Thirteen, what's wrong?" and then followed Nan Fei's gaze.

In the crowd, a man with tattoos on his face and flesh looked at the old man who was sitting on the ground, and the ground next to him was full of porcelain shards.

The old man's face was helpless and panicked, and he was about to cry. Looking at the tattered clothes on the old man's body, as well as the dark skin, skinny hands and feet, and the deep folds on his face, Thirteen's brow couldn't help but furrow even deeper.

Even if the old man smashed the porcelain, he shouldn't be treated like this!"Who is your little brother, Lao Tzu is not old! You hurry up and get the money, I see that you have money in that rag bag, don't pretend to be poor for Lao Tzu! The old man is not dead, hurry up and pay the money!" The man said impatiently.

"This is my grandson's tuition, I'm waiting to use it, I can't give it to you.

I beg you to have mercy, I will give you an IOU, and I will return the money to you later?" the old man clung to his greasy, broken cloth bag in panic, as if he were holding his own life.

"Bullshit mercy! Don't make up nonsense for Lao Tzu! Hurry up and get the money, how can you ask for 50,000 yuan for white porcelain and blue and white Guanyin Zun during the Kangxi period of Lao Tzu, I want 20,000 yuan for you to see that you are pitiful, don't be ashamed!" After speaking, the man was about to grab the old man's cloth bag.

The old man was so frightened that he hurriedly hugged his cloth bag, this is the money he earned for his grandson to go to school by picking up garbage and collecting rags, the money is gone, his grandson can only drop out of school, and he can't let his grandson lose his future if he dies!

During the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, the white porcelain blue and white Guanyin Zun was 50,000 yuan, if it was really a magic weapon more than this price, the price of antiques alone was more than this, not to mention the magic weapons that changed the fortune of people and shops on the basis of antiques.

Hearing this, Thirteen and Nan Fei focused their eyes on the broken porcelain on the ground.

Although Nan Fei and Thirteen came to the antique street for the first time, they didn't say anything about the study of magic weapons, after all, people's profession is to deal with this, and there is also a spiritual weapon body!

The white porcelain blue and white in the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty is divided into three periods: morning, middle and late, and the characteristics of each period are different and have their own characteristics. This Kangxi blue and white jar in front of you ...... Thirteen's brow furrowed.

"Thirteenth brother, I know that the man is hungry for the old man, is it a magic weapon I can see at a glance, let's help this old man, right?"

"Bring it to me!" At this moment, the man saw that more and more people were gathering around him, and he couldn't help but get anxious, and grabbed the old man's cloth bag while he was not paying attention.

The old man screamed, and a powerful force erupted from his withered hands, and he grabbed the cloth bag tightly, and cried and begged the man: "I will give you an IOU, everyone here knows me, an old man who collects rags, please do well, I can't give you this money, I really can't give it to you." ”

"you, hit you-IOU!" the man kicked the old man to the ground.

I only heard the sound of "click" that made the scalp tingle and fracture come from the old man's hand. The old man's hand was still clutching the cloth bag.

"Please, please, I'll kowtow to you, kowtow to you!" the old man grabbed the other end of the cloth bag with one hand, covered his chest with the other hand, and got up from the ground with difficulty, and pleaded to kowtow to the man.

"Thirteenth brother!" Nan Fei couldn't stand it anymore and was about to make a move.

The old man was cornered, and he could only kowtow and beg the other party for mercy. The people around them couldn't stand it anymore, the fracture just now made them hear it clearly, and the scene in front of them made them both sad and hated the man's ruthlessness.

As if sensing something strange about the people around him, the man immediately took out a knife from his pocket and glanced around viciously.

Seeing the knife, the person who was about to teach the man a lesson immediately fell silent.

Forget it, who let the old man break the porcelain jar of the person without paying attention, and his life should be such a catastrophe! Seeing that the people around him were honest, the man breathed a sigh of relief, but more and more people still made him more and more panicked.

Knowing that he couldn't drag it any further and had to take the money and leave quickly, he immediately picked up a knife and prepared to cut the small cloth bag.

"Stop!" Nan Fei shouted angrily.

Seeing the old man kowtowing to the man, every kowtow of "dong dong" hit his heart like a hammer, and the man was indifferent, and took a knife to cut the cloth bag, how could he not be angry!

An angry shout made everyone's eyes focus on Nanfei.

Looking at the handsome young man with a mustache on his mouth in front of him, the people around him couldn't help but praise in their hearts: "Good job!"

The man couldn't help but stop what he was doing, and the old man was still kowtowing, and his mouth kept pleading: "Please, please, please, please......"

"Boy, where are you, where are you coming from, don't be nosy!" the man's worst fears happened, but he was not afraid, no matter how he said it, he was born and died on the road.

"His porcelain is fake! Don't you be afraid, old man?" said Nanfei thought to the old man.

But the old man's expression was still in a nervous state, and he didn't hear what Nan Fei said?

"You are talking nonsense, what do you know about your half-grown doll, my porcelain is white porcelain and blue and white in the Kangxi period!" the man's expression was tight, but he said without saying anything.

"Your mother, do you think everyone is a fool?" There were at least millions of white porcelain blue and white flowers in the Kangxi period, and your porcelain is new at first glance," Nan Fei said loudly.

When the man heard Nanfei's words, he saw the crowd on the street talking about it, and when he knew that he was defeated, he thought of a chicken.

"Let go of that bag!" Nan Fei stared at the man coldly, with a frosty face, and walked forward as he spoke.

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