Ding Song walked out of the Shenghua Cafe, thinking of going to the car trading market to have a look, but was stopped by the old turtle.

"Boy, you've passed the collectibles culture exam, and now you've got to practice at the Feng Shui Street Antique Shop, and if you don't practice, it'll be too late."

This statement made Ding Song suddenly remember the content of the written test of the treasure connoisseur in the first few days, and he answered well at that time, and he had long wanted to go to the antique shop on Feng Shui Street to practice his hands, but for the sake of the feng shui of Loncin Company, he delayed this matter.

Thinking about it, it won't be long before the physical appraisal exam is coming, which is a big deal, and it is related to how to report to his mother after he goes home, and he must practice hard.

At the moment, he listened to the advice of the old turtle and walked directly to Feng Shui Street.

It's already afternoon, and the feng shui street is still so lively, with magic artifacts and antiques on both sides, and a long aisle in the middle.

There always seemed to be so many people here, never less.

Ding Song began to "watch" one by one.

He does not look with his eyes, but with his hands.

In the human sense of touch, the feeling of the hand is the most keen, Ding Song is now at the level of the first layer of breath and breath, and the feeling in the hand is more sensitive than ordinary people.

It's just that his agility is limited, and if he really wants to rely on this to distinguish the years, he has to train hard, not just get started.

Ding Song is now training his hands on this feng shui street.

Today, the content that Lao Turtle arranged for him was to identify the Five Emperors' money.

After working on Feng Shui Street for more than an hour, I didn't find a real Five Emperor Coin, and I didn't even come across a fake that had been stored with the real Five Emperor Money.

"Master, there is no real product here, let's go to Mingyuzhai next to it to buy a few real ones, although it is more expensive, but after all, you can buy it there, it is still very time-saving." Ding Song smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Everything is foreseen, and if you don't prepare, you are always reading the book of feng shui fortune these days, as if you have learned a lot of things, but when it comes to use, it is all two different things, you have to use your brain!" The old turtle's words were quite reproachful.

Ding Song's words made Ding Song a little dazed, and he asked tentatively, "Master, do you mean to say that I will make a divination before I come?" ”

"Divination, fortune telling, and Qimen predictions are all available, as long as you use them, you will save time and effort, and get twice the result with half the effort, you are now like a headless fly, which is time-consuming and costly."

"yes, I said how I always work so hard!" Ding Song suddenly realized.

Seeing that there were no coins or anything in his hand, and the six lines were not easy to measure, he made a strange game according to the time.

After a row, what I got was the nine rounds of Yin Dun, seeking trouble to open the door, and the shock position was obtained, and the result was measured to be a snake dragon of 400 meters to the east, which was auspicious.

Ding Song's level is not up to the level of the old turtle, the accuracy is less than minutes and seconds, and he can only measure things within an hour, which is already a big improvement for him, and he walked four hundred meters east at the moment.

To his surprise, after walking 400 meters, he found that he had left Feng Shui Street and came to a vegetable market next to it.

Ding Song shook his head, and said in his heart that this is not funny, and ran to the vegetable market to buy antiques and feng shui instruments.

"Master, isn't there something wrong with this strange door game? Did I make a mistake when I lined up? Ding Song really didn't know the bottom in his heart.

"I'm sorry to try it on myself, many heaven and earth effects are unimaginable to people, if anyone can measure the results as easily as you are, and they are all logical, then the good things are robbed by others, how can you still have your share?"

Ding Song listened to the meaning of the old turtle, and affirmed the results of his arrangement, so look for it in this vegetable market, even if he doesn't believe in the Qimen Bureau, he also believes in the old turtle.

There are no antiques or magic weapons in the vegetable market, Ding Song no longer thinks about the five emperors when he arrives here, he picks and chooses, he is going to buy some fruits to go to work tomorrow for his colleagues in the company to eat.

These days, he eats the fruits brought to him by Sister Zhao and Sister Wang every day, although he is quite thick-skinned, but he also feels that it is time to go back.

Of course, he is still a little cautious about buying fruits, just to get close to Donnie, although this young lady is a little older than Ding Song, but she is quite good to Ding Song, Ding Song can feel it.

If you eat someone else's cucumber, you have to give someone an eggplant.

I bought a box of cherries and a box of grapes at the market, at least I could get my hands on it, and I was paying the money, when he suddenly heard two middle-aged women selling fruit next to him talking.

"Have you heard? The second boy of the old Zhang family in the east of the city made some money, not enough for him to be beautiful, and went to Macau to travel, but he also gambled there, lost all the money he carried, not to mention, and got a lot of debts back, how can you say that there is such a child, it is really ignorant. A flower turban said to a checkered garment next to him.

"What can I do with debts, I saw the second boy the day before yesterday, it's nothing, he has come back from Macau, and people can still chase him to the house to ask for debts?" Said the checkered clothes.

When the flower headscarf heard this, he shook his head, made a "tsk" sound in his mouth, and said to the checkered clothes: "You don't understand this, if you can really avoid the debt, everyone who opens a casino will have to lose their pants." The night before the big day, I heard that the debtor had chased him to his house, and if he didn't pay the debt, he would chop off one of the two boys' hand! ”

"That's worth it! The police don't care? The checkered clothes said in surprise.

"What's the matter, what are you willing to fight and suffer, it was the money you borrowed at the beginning, and there are notes, even if you fight a lawsuit, you may not win, besides, those who open casinos, all of them are outlaws, it's a big deal to go to prison and squat for a few years, and when you come out, it's not the same disaster? We can't afford to mess with such people! Flower Turban shook her head as she spoke.

"So what happened? Lao Zhang still has to sell his house to pay off his debts? ”

"That's not it, Lao Zhang is very good, I heard that a few years ago, his father was the administrator of the museum, and he got a lot of good things back during the turmoil, I heard that some of them are still good things that were secretly hidden during the special period, and they can be worth a lot of money! Now he's preparing to sell these things to pay the debt. ”

"According to what you say, his second boy will be fine." Said the checkered clothes.

"No, you know those who make collectibles, one by one, when you buy, everything you say is a good thing, bricks can be said to be gold nuggets, when it comes to selling, everything you take is said to be a fake, do you know what a fake is? It's a fake! ”

"Isn't it, there are fakes in the museum?"

"Then who knows, Lao Zhang's daughter-in-law said that this is a collection store knowing that his family is in a hurry to ask for money, and it will press his price, and the goods will die when they arrive on the ground, and there is no way to use the money in a hurry."

"What did Lao Zhang say, he sold everything?"

"I sold some cheaply, but it was still not enough, I scraped it together, and borrowed a lot of money, but I heard that he still has some goods in his hands, but he doesn't want to sell it so cheaply, and he is ready to talk to the debtor to see if he can slow down."

When Huage Yi heard this, he immediately said, "What's wrong with Lao Zhang?" The older you get, the more you don't understand things, can you talk to those people? This is going to kill him. ”

Then she sighed and said: "It's a pity that Lao Zhang is such a good person, why is his second boy so stupid and provoked such a group of people!" ”

The two of them sighed incessantly.

When Ding Song heard this, he thought that this must be what the Yin Escape Nine Bureau was referring to, so he asked the flower turban, "Where does the old Zhang you said live?" ”

Hua Turban was stunned for a moment, and said to Ding Song: "Are you looking for him?" His stuff is quite expensive. ”

"I'm not afraid if it's expensive, I have a friend who just likes this, and he has money, and the price is absolutely fair, and it's definitely better than those stores that specialize in receiving goods."

"If you say that, Lao Zhang is burning high incense, come, I'll tell you where his house is, this is his mobile phone number." Hua Tousha said and gave Ding Song Lao Zhang's address and phone number.

Ding Song didn't say a word, left the vegetable market, took a taxi and went to the east of the city.

They are all residential buildings, and they are easy to find, No. 801, Unit 2, Building 7, Ding Song quickly found Building 7.

Before Ding Song could get closer, he saw a lot of people downstairs, and the three floors inside and the three floors outside seemed to be around the entrance of Unit 2.

Something must have happened.

Ding Song took three steps and made two steps, and squeezed into the crowd.

"What's going on here?" Ding Song asked a chubby old aunt.

"I lost money in gambling, and people chased him to his home to ask for money, Lao Zhang is living this day, alas!" The old lady sighed, but she still made it clear, this is it.

Ding Song didn't say a word, and squeezed into the innermost part of the crowd first.

Inside, an old man in his fifties and sixties was pushed to the ground, and next to a wooden sofa sat a middle-aged man wearing black sunglasses, who looked quite burly.

Behind the middle-aged man stood two young men who looked like bodyguards, and when they looked to the side, Ding Song really knew him, it was the university teacher Fang Jinke.