In Jinling in June, the scorching sun is like fire, emitting infinite light energy and heat in the sky, as if to soften the hard asphalt pavement, and the air is filled with the smell of burning.

In the corner of the street, the leaves of the trees that are still luxuriant are wilting and lacking any vitality. A handful of shade is skewed, just in the way of the entrance of a small shop.

The small door shop is about ten square meters. A large shelf is placed on each wall on both sides, and on a lattice shelf, there are all kinds of porcelain and jade miscellaneous pieces in an orderly manner. There are not many things, and the quality is not very good, and it looks very cheap.

On the top of the door shop, a small ceiling fan is installed.

The ceiling fan was on, as if there was some lack of power, and it was spinning slowly.

Qi Xiang raised his head and was silently calculating how many blades the ceiling fan had, and how many times it had turned in a minute. How many seconds does it take for each revolution......

A roe deer-headed rat-eyed man chattered next to him: "Boss, you can see it clearly, this thing is not ordinary, maybe it is a treasure from the Shang and Zhou dynasties." ”

The corners of Qi Xiang's mouth twitched, and his eyes glanced at it, revealing a bit of disdain. Then he continued to look up, intently observing the cobwebs in the corner of the house, wondering if it was time to clean up?

Forget it, I've been very busy lately, let's talk about it later!

"Bang!"

The man was furious, slapped the table, and said angrily, "Did you listen to me?" ”

"Listen......"

Qi Xiang was unmoved, his eyes fell, and he pointed to something slowly: "Since you think it's a treasure, then take it back and hide it well, don't sell it." ”

"Ahem!"

The man suddenly changed his face, rubbed his hands in disdain, and said embarrassedly, "This is not ...... I've been short on money lately. Boss, no, brother, big brother, big guy......"

"The rivers and lakes are in a hurry...... the man said in a low voice: "Actually, the thing is quite good, I can guarantee that it is definitely an antique, and it is worth a few bucks." ”

"Take a second look......"

The man grabbed the things with both hands, held them in front of Qi Xiang, looked at him with blank eyes, and pleaded with all kinds of begging.

Qi Xiang picked up the things and looked at them casually.

The thing was a tortoise shell, a very complete tortoise shell. The texture of the tortoise shell is dark and brown, and although it has been cleaned, some dirt and dirt are still hidden inside the texture, giving a bad impression.

In fact, there is no need for that person to say more, Qi Xiang also knows that the thing must be an antiquity, after all, on the tortoise shell, there is a smell of fresh soil that cannot be washed at all, and when you smell it, you know that it has only been dug up not long ago.

Although what is being dug up in the ground now may not be real cultural relics, it may also be a mine planted by counterfeiters. However, when people bury mines, they generally bury things of high value.

This piece of tortoise shell is not worth anything at all, and normal people will not bother with this effort at all, and it is thankless.

Qi Xiang pondered for a moment, shook his head slightly, then opened the drawer, took out a banknote inside, and waved his hand in the attitude of calling Hanako: "Take the money and leave quickly!" ”

"Huh?" The man was first overjoyed, and then disappointed: "Why is it only fifty?" ”

"Too little?" Qi Xiang changed his face and said, "Take the things and leave the money!" ”

"Boss, it's easy to discuss, it's easy to discuss......" The man hurriedly grabbed the money tightly, and said with a shy smile: "But this money is really too little." You can give a little more, and if there is anything like this again, I will definitely send it to the door as soon as possible......"

Qi Xiang's expression moved, he thought about it, opened the drawer again, and took out another banknote.

The man smiled, and then he wanted to reach for it.

Without thinking about it, Qi Xiang avoided his hand and said in a low voice: "Leave a name." ”

The man's face changed slightly, and he was a little hesitant, but in the end, he couldn't resist the temptation, and whispered: "I'm messing with Brother Dong." ”

Qi Xiang nodded, gave the money to the man, and then watched him leave.

After a while, Qi Xiang walked to the door and took a look, and found that when the man passed around the corner, he took advantage of the situation and entered another shop.

Seeing this situation, Qi Xiang can basically conclude that the person is just a street runner who is responsible for selling goods. And for the sake of safety, the man also knows how to spread the risk and not put all his eggs in the same basket.

But come to think of it, the really good things will not be sold here, but directly contact the buyer. In other words, all he got was leftovers.

Of course, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and Qi Xiang is also self-aware, and he knows even more that people bring treasures here to make a move, and he can't eat it. But then again, this tortoiseshell is too pitiful......

Qi Xiang looked through the tortoise shell and couldn't help sighing. Such a thing should be something very old, undoubtedly. The problem is that just because it's not old doesn't mean it's worth a lot of money. In the antique industry, quality always comes first.

A very ordinary piece of tortoise shell is certainly not of any quality.

After all, this thing is not a tortoiseshell, let alone an artifact engraved with an oracle bone inscription.

The reason why Qi Xiang is willing to pay money to settle down is nothing more than to make a good relationship and look forward to earning it back in the future. Businessmen, you have to have a long-term vision, and you can only catch big fish by putting a long line.

After doing this, Qi Xiang returned to his seat and continued to blow the wind boringly.

More than half an hour passed, and the door was still empty, and there was not even a human figure.

Qi Xiang is used to it, he is not anxious or impatient, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.

That's it for this business, pay attention to not opening for three years, and eating for three years. Most of the time, there is no business. But luck came, and if you make a business, it will be enough for a year's expenses.

In the early years, when he first entered the industry, he didn't understand this doorway, and he wanted to hand out leaflets, standing at the door and shouting, almost making a joke. Nowadays, it is also an old fritter, slippery and not slippery.

It's like antique porcelain, after years of precipitation, the new gas and fire have been removed, and it is very restrained.

The edges and corners have been worn away by the years, which is called sleek and mature.

After another half an hour, Qi Xiang was sure that there was no business today, so he got up and closed the door of the store, and then rode a small tram home slowly.

The so-called home is actually just a temporary residence, a rented place.

It was a low-rise house, a gray-black brick house, with warped cornices, a square outside and a circle inside, and a small courtyard, which was different from the surrounding buildings.

The house looked dilapidated, some of the wall tiles were cracked, and the roof edge tiles were broken like cobwebs, which was a bit of a dilapidated house. However, Qi Xiang is also sure that this house is still quite solid, at least he has lived in it for two or three years, and it has not collapsed.

According to the aunt of the sub-district office, this residence also has a very good history.

It seems that many years ago, this was a temple, and then the old temple Zhu died, and no one was willing to take over, so it fell. However, the place is quite large, and it is a pity that it is idle, so the people in the street office simply rectified it and rented it out.

Qi Xiang was lucky, he was the first tenant.

The residential space is large, the rent is low, although the environment is a little poor, but for Qi Xiang, as long as the above two prerequisites are met, then everything can be tolerated.

When I opened the door, there was a small courtyard.

On the side of the courtyard, there is an old locust tree. The tree was bare, and there was not a single leaf in sight. When he first came, Qi Xiang thought that the old locust tree was extinct, and wondered whether to cut it down.

Later, I found out that the tree still had a little life, and it was not completely dry, and it was still breathing.

Qi Xiang parked the small tram next to the tree and walked to the main hall.

The hall was spacious, with a table on the wall directly opposite the entrance. On the table were several plates of fruit, two bouquets of flowers, and a small incense burner. The furnace is full of dead branches, and it is also sprinkled with incense ashes, indicating that people often worship incense.

Qi Xiang walked in, poured a bowl of water, put the tortoise shell into the water, and then put the bowl on the table.

If a colleague is present, he must know what he is going to do.

The unearthed things generally carry a sinister aura, so they must be purified. The ritual of purification is also very simple, as long as you offer things up, burn three sticks of incense and worship, and the task is completed.

Not to mention whether it works or not, at least you can have peace of mind, can't you?

Qi Xiang was about to take the incense, but found that the drawer was empty, obviously the incense had been burned, but he forgot to buy it.

"Careless ......"

Qi Xiang scolded secretly, turned around and looked up at the sun that could dry the earth, and really didn't want to go out.

"Wait, like ......"

Qi Xiang thought of something, and hurriedly walked around from the hall to the next room. He vaguely remembered that when he was cleaning the house a few days ago, he turned out a box of incense and candles in the corner, which should be a remnant of the temple.

"Where's the thing?"

The house next to the hall, which was his utility room, had a lot of things and were relatively fragmentary.

Qi Xiang searched for more than ten minutes before he found the flat box on the top of the cabinet. Inside the box, it is the size of three thumbs, more than a foot long, with a dark yellow coarse fragrance.

Qi Xiang opened the box and smelled it, feeling that there was no smell of incense, and wondered if it was expired. But it doesn't matter, it's just an emergency anyway, go through a program, and make do with it.

Back in the hall, Qi Xiang lit three coarse incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and bowed with his hands together.

Qi Xiang was very glad that the three incense sticks were not damp, not only were they lit smoothly, but there was also a faint smoke rising up. Even the expiration date must have passed, and there is no smell of incense in the smoke.

However, he was mentally prepared and not demanding, so he bowed again and turned around to leave.

The weather was too hot, sweaty, sticky and uncomfortable, Qi Xiang wanted to take a cold shower. As soon as he turned around, he did not notice that the light smoke that rose from the roof, after floating to the roof, did not disappear and disperse, but instead swirled into a ball and enveloped the entire hall.

As time passed, more and more smoke filled every corner of the hall, like a sea of fog.

At the same time, the tortoise shell in the bowl on the table suddenly underwent some subtle changes. Especially after the smoke melts into the water, the tortoise shell shuddes suddenly, and a bowl of water evaporates in an instant.

"Hoo ......"

A strange wind blew, and the smoke that enveloped the entire hall immediately rushed to the tortoiseshell. It was as if the tortoise shell was alive, eating away at the thick smoke of the whale's swallowing, leaving nothing behind.