Chapter 290: Qingyang Town

Qingyang Town is nearly 800 kilometers away from Ningdong City, it is a relatively remote place, the town is not big, there are about 4,000 people, leading to the town is a two-lane road, which is paved with yellow mud, it is seen that it is in disrepair, there will be a big pit on the road from time to time, and maybe even because it rained not long ago, there will be water in the relatively large pit, and even see a cow drinking water in it.

On both sides of the road are rice paddies, and green rice grows in them, which is growing well.

Driving inside, Fang Ming quickly followed a group of children behind him, many of them were bare-assed, the village was remote after all, and the most common thing that usually appeared was motorcycles, and when it came to the fact that there were still relatively few cars like the Hummer.

Slowly drove into the town, found a restaurant next to the town administration, and after asking for a room, Fang Ming went downstairs and found a noodle shop in a nearby place to ask for a bowl of noodles to eat.

"Boss, how's the business?"

At ** o'clock in the evening, Fang Ming was eating noodles alone in the noodle shop, so the boss simply sat down opposite Fang Ming.

"Do you smoke? Business is okay. It's so-so, it's a small town, not a big city. ”

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "Don't smoke." The town is small, and the level of consumption is also low, so it's actually okay to come and go. ”

"This is also true, in our town, -- one -- this -- read -- novels {y}{b}{d}{u} pork and vegetables are raised and grown by people nearby, and the price is much lower, I heard my son who went to the big city say that the things in the supermarket are too expensive."

"Hmm. Yes, that's the way it is in the city, things are not as new as here. ”

While eating noodles, Fang Ming chatted with the other party, and soon became familiar with it.

"Boss, one more bowl of noodles, no, two more bowls."

A bowl of noodles was quickly wiped out, and he was driving all the way, eating dry food, and Fang Ming was also hungry.

Seeing that Fang had such combat effectiveness, the boss naturally smiled.

When the two large bowls of noodles were placed on the table, the boss became even more enthusiastic.

"Boss, I'll ask you something."

While waving his chopsticks and continuing to fight with the noodles in the bowl, Fang Ming "revealed" his true purpose.

"You say, I've been running a noodle shop in this town for 30 years, and I hear a lot about the comings and goings, just ask."

"Well, that's right, I heard that there was an incident in the town a few years ago, and it was quite a big trouble."

As soon as Fang Ming's words were finished, the boss picked up and said, "Isn't it about digging the ancient tomb?" ”

"That's right, that's it."

The reason why he chose this small town as his first stop was that Fang Ming naturally did an investigation.

Qingyang Town happened three years ago, a villager accidentally dug out an ancient tomb when digging the ground, no one is a fool this year, when the news came out, it immediately attracted a large number of people to carry hoes overnight, and the whole tomb was dug up under a fierce digging: in the end, it turned out that this is not just a tomb, but a tomb group composed of thirteen tombs, and it is surprising that there are a large number of porcelain buried in it.

This time people went crazy and dug harder.

After receiving the news, the relevant departments immediately dispatched personnel, but for various reasons, coupled with the huge temptation of interests, the surrounding people and the relevant departments clashed, and in the end, even killed. It's really a big deal now.

After attracting the attention of the above, a strong man was immediately sent to take over the matter, and the scene was immediately blocked, no one could go in and dig, and a large-scale inventory was launched, and finally it is said that the lost antique porcelain was recovered, and three people were sentenced for stealing and selling cultural relics, and even one was sentenced to life.

Fang Ming came here to see what happened back then, and he believed that even if he said that he would recover all the antiques back then, he believed that some of them would be lost outside, and he came here to see if he could meet them.

Of course, he also knew that it would not be easy to do this, and now he was just asking for the news, and of course, it was more important for him to release the news through the owner of the noodle shop. The owner of the noodle shop has been running a shop here for so many years, and the people of the third-rate Nine Sects have seen a lot, and if you ask him about it, you may be able to get people with a heart to notice you-of course, provided that there really is such a person.

"This matter caused a lot of trouble back then, and there were people who died and were sentenced...... Hey, but because of this incident, there are also antique shops in our town. ”

"Oh? It's true? Where is it? ”

Although Fang Ming had checked some information before coming here, he hadn't been so careful after all, and when he heard that an antique shop had appeared in the town, he was immediately interested.

The antique shop doesn't sound like a surprise, but it's not. This is an unspoken rule of doing business, which means that if there are a number of stores in a certain place, then you open the same store in this place, on the surface it seems that there are many people competing, but in fact, because of the same number of stores and fame, there are many people who come to buy things, and it is more conducive to doing business anyway.

The same is true for antique shops, which are even more sophisticated. In addition, since antiques are played by wealthy people, they generally do not appear in places that are not economically developed.

Qingyang Town is just a small town, and there are even antique shops, which is a very interesting thing.

Glancing at Fang Ming, the boss suddenly laughed and said, "What kind of collection are you playing, right?" ”

Fang Ming didn't deny it, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

As soon as the boss heard Fang Ming admit it, he immediately became proud, and said, "We have several groups of people like you in Qingyang Town every month, and we have seen a lot." ”

"Tell me, why is there an antique shop here?"

The boss pouted and said, "What's so strange about this?" After the incident happened three years ago, although it was said that the lost antiques were recovered by the state, who would believe it? So some people came here to try their luck and see if they could buy antiques, and when there were more people who came, there were smart people who simply opened shops here. ”

Fang Ming laughed, thinking that this was really the case.

Some people want to buy things, naturally there are people to sell, it is estimated that there are many people like themselves who believe that there are still antiques lost outside, so they all come to hunt for treasures, some people notice this situation and open a store to do business, see such a store, people will have a hint in their hearts, that is, what is sold in this store is very likely to be the batch of antiques that were lost outside!

Of course, the antiques in this store are basically fake, or they are not lost from the graves of the year.

After talking nonsense with the boss for more than an hour, he found that he couldn't ask anything anymore, so Fang Ming paid and left.

He didn't go back to the hotel right away, but walked slowly along the road of the town.

The town is really not big, and now because the time is relatively late, there are not many people on the street, but occasionally you can see some young people walking in groups, or you can see people in some food stalls on the street, and most of them are ten or twenty years old.

As for the buildings on the street, they are mostly two-storey, no more than five-storey small buildings, and they are all some years old, often on the first floor along the street is the shop, but basically closed, but there are some 24-hour small convenience stores are still open, but there are not many people who buy things, and occasionally they go in to buy only cigarettes or drinks.

Thirsty, Fang Ming simply went in and bought a bottle of Coke himself, and found that it was a dollar more than Ningdong City. Shaking his head, Fang Ming didn't have a reason, this is normal in a small place, this is entirely because there is less competition, coupled with the fact that the land is relatively remote, it is not easy to purchase, and the cost is relatively high, so the price will be increased. It's the same as when I was in the village.

"Smack!"

opened the cola and took a sip of it, to Fang Ming's satisfaction, the refrigerator was quite open, and the taste was quite good. In fact, the most annoying thing about drinking Coke is that the refrigerator is not open at a low enough temperature, just a little bit of ice, so it is not interesting to drink it at all.

While drinking Coke, I continued to walk forward, and as the time got later and later, there were fewer and fewer people on the street, and I didn't even see one for a while.

Even Fang Ming met a few gangsters with yellow hair, those gangsters wanted to come over at the beginning, but after seeing Fang Ming's body and bulging arms, he immediately gave up. Although these gangsters on the street are not in the stream, they are often in the mix, so they still have eyesight, knowing that although people like Fang Ming can see that they are outsiders, they are definitely not easy to mess with.

Laughing, Fang Ming didn't care, and turned on another more remote road: he had encountered a lot of such things. When he was in the village, don't look at him as a good student, but he spent a lot of time fighting in the streets and alleys, and even did things like looking for people to ask for cigarette money, so he naturally knew how to deal with such people.

The side streets can no longer even be called side streets, but should be called small alleys. The alley was as wide as a driveway, flanked by one-story bungalow-like buildings, and the walls were moss-like in the dim light of the streetlights, some of which had taken on a jet-black color when dried by the sun.

This small alley was inquired about by the owner when I used to eat noodles, that is, the place where the antique shop was opened. After counting, I found that there were only two pitiful ones, and the store seemed to be only about ten square meters, and it would not exceed twenty square meters at most.

At this time, it was already late, and the door of the store had already closed, but Fang Ming was only here to find out where it was.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

After making up his mind, Fang Ming turned around and walked back, driving for a day, it was better to rest earlier.