Han Peacock seemed to be loyal and said: "I really can't afford it, I have three thousand yuan left this month, so I plan to buy a cheap ancient book, and my friend told me, saying that it is better to buy this Zhang Zhi's book, it is better to buy Zhang Boying's book!" ”

"Ha Luha, your friend is also a fool, what is the difference between Zhang Zhi and Zhang Boying? Isn't it all one person? Although Chen Qian laughed loudly, he chuckled in his heart, feeling that something bad was wrong.

Sure enough, soon Han Peacock continued: "My boss happens to be from Hei and Longjiang, he said, in ancient times, there was a person named Zhang Zhi and Zhang Boying, and his books were sky-high, and in the Qing Dynasty, there was also a big official named Zhang Boying. ”

Looking at Han Peacock's serious appearance, Chen Qian's face turned green.

At this time, he originally looked at his honest face, but now he looks at it with a little irony.

Chen Qian also did a lot of homework, and when he saw the four words of Bo Ying's gift of books, he had a sweet dream for seven days in a row, and every time he was awakened by being buried alive by countless soft girls.

Later, even he felt that often having this kind of dream would hurt his physical and mental health, so he couldn't help it, and spent two yuan to have a mother.

I didn't expect to have it last time, and there were two, one Zhang Zhi and one Zhang Boying, and the gap between these two names is a bit big, one is the Eastern Han Dynasty and the other is the late Qing Dynasty.

Therefore, now when he heard Han Peacock's words, his eyes were naturally full of bitter tears, but this has to be said that this is because his knowledge is too shallow, if he knows that there has been a thing called Wuwei Yijian unearthed in China, there will be no bitter tears, I have to say, without culture, sometimes it is really terrible.

Since he went to Du Niang once, he was very afraid to hear the words Heilong, Jiang, and Zhang Boying, because he was afraid that this "Medical Strategy" was not from the hand of Zhang Zhi of the Eastern Han Dynasty, but from the hand of Zhang Boying in the late Qing Dynasty.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, Zhang Boying was a little famous, especially in Heilong and Jiang, because the "Heilong and Jiang Zhi Manuscripts", which recorded the history of Heilong and Jiang provinces before the Qing Dynasty, was compiled by Zhang Boying.

But the manuscript written by such an official is really not worth much, because he is not a calligrapher, nor is he a historical celebrity, and the manuscript of such an ordinary official, although it is from the late Qing Dynasty, is not worth a few dollars.

Now the more he is afraid of something, the more he comes, at this time Chen Qian couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, and kept muttering in his heart, why was he so unlucky, when he met a fool, he could still ask a friend to ask him about the origin of the ancient books in his hand, what kind of bad luck was this.

was repeatedly hit by Han Peacock, and Chen Qian also lost confidence in the two books in his hands.

He was ruthless, stomped his feet and said: "Since I said to make a friend, then I won't say that this is the handwriting of the grass saint Zhang Zhi, even if this book is not from the Eastern Han Dynasty but from the late Qing Dynasty, it is also a good thing, today I lost money and made a profit, and I opened a book with a book, and sold it to you for 3,000 yuan." ”

Saying that, Chen Qian stuffed the "Medical Strategy" into Han Peacock's hand with pain, because he really didn't have much confidence, and even he couldn't believe that the books from 1,800 years ago could still be preserved so new, not even yellowed, of course, he had obviously never heard of Fulongping Cai Lun paper.

Seeing his performance, Han Peacock also sighed in his heart, it's terrible to be uneducated, so Han Peacock's performance is even more energetic.

"This" Han Peacock seemed to be a little at a loss, but his hand grasped the book steadily.

Han Peacock's face was silent, but his mouth was not idle: "My friend won't let me buy this book, you see this is a text message he sent me." ”

Han Peacock looked embarrassed, and handed the old straight mobile phone in his hand to Chen Qian, Chen Qian's face turned even greener when he saw it: "What do you mean?" ”

Han Peacock said: "I really want to buy it, but my friend said that if you want to buy it, buy that Han family tree, after all, my surname is Han, and it is a bit useful to buy my own family tree. ”

"Your friend is so confident?" Chen Qian almost died of anger, and the baby who had entrusted him with a month's dream was now reduced to the point of taking the lead.

However, the form is stronger than the person, although there are not many words on Han Peacock's mobile phone just now, these words have written down the beginning of many medical cases on the "Medical Strategy".

"My friend said that this book of "Medical Strategy" is very widely circulated, especially the big rhubarb dan recorded in it, as long as you search on the Internet, you can search it, if it weren't for the end of the Qing Dynasty, there have been many years, my friend said that it is used to light the fire, and I am afraid that I will not be able to light it!"

Chen Qian was directly angry, but business is not benevolent, and he can't scold his friend in front of Han Peacock.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "Then how much money do you want to pay for it?" ”

"I'll pay 1,000 yuan to buy the Han family tree, and you give me this copy of "Medical Strategy" as a partner, otherwise I won't buy it." Han Peacock's face was loyal and black.

"No, I sell "Medical Strategy", this Han family tree should be the head, and the price can't be one thousand, the minimum is three thousand." Thinking of his high-spirited bid of 300,000 yuan just now, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even sell 3,000 now, Chen Qian felt very bitter.

As soon as he heard the word no, Han Peacock was startled, but when he heard the words later, he almost laughed out loud, trying to keep his face tight, for fear that he would fall short of laughter.

Finally got this guy in, no matter which one should be the head, he earned it, since Chen Qian said so, then he must be weak-hearted, and it is good to be empty-hearted, only in this way can he not take this thing as a treasure, as long as it is not a treasure, this thing can be picked up.

Han Peacock was really uncomfortable, so he hurriedly said: "No, my friend said that it is a maximum of 1,000 yuan, no matter which copy you sell and which one you give, I will only give 1,000 yuan, and the director of our security team is worth 1,000 yuan." ”

"Why do you listen to your friend so much, you're so big? It's a shame that you're still a gentleman, why are you so unhappy, two thousand eight, it's decided, I'll leave you two hundred to buy a bottle of wine to drink. Chen Qian said decisively.

Han Peacock was speechless, but his hand involuntarily took out a wad of money from his wallet.

This is the salary he just paid today, only 3,000 yuan, and he hasn't covered it yet!

"Come on, I'll order." Chen Qian quickly cut through the mess and took the money from Han Peacock's hand.

Han Peacock looked at his empty hands blankly, this was the last time he received money from the company, although he couldn't get the salary every time, but it was always her money.

Seeing that Han Peacock did not object, Chen Qian put his mind at ease, he was a bit of a forced buyer and a strong seller, he really didn't expect that he was so bold and dared to snatch money from this strong man, you must know that the Daoist family is a security guard, just looking at this size, it should not be an ordinary security guard.

"The two thousand eight that are good are two thousand eight, this is two hundred, you have taken it, and this Han family tree has also been given to you, we have cleared it." Chen Qian ordered the money, three thousand was just right, and directly returned the two hundred to Han Peacock.

This big man is really a real person, he could see clearly just now that Han Peacock's wallet was full of money, and he took it out.

Han Peacock took the two hundred yuan, as well as the Han family tree, carefully patted the dust on it, and put it together with the "Medical Strategy".

"It's two clear, boss, can you get some money? I'm ready to go. Han Peacock looked at the pile of money and only two left, and was in a very bad mood.

Although he exchanged that money for two priceless treasures, his mood was still very low, ten years of waiting, ten years of anticipation, and this is the end?

Seeing Han Peacock walking towards him with a blank expression, Chen Qian was shocked, didn't he regret it as soon as he completed the transaction?

"Little brother, what are you doing? In broad daylight, we can't find trouble, and besides, I didn't force it to sell it to you, but you voluntarily traded it just now, and I don't want to return it here. Chen Qian looked at Han Peacock, who was going to shake the ground as soon as he walked.

"Returns? I don't return, I go home, you block the door to my house. Han Peacock pointed to the alley behind Chen Qian, which led to the back of the shops on both sides of the street, where there was a residential area, and Han Peacock's rental house was behind it.

"You live on this street?" Chen Qian was stunned, his brain was a little messy, which seemed a little unscientific.

"I'm living in the back of here! Also, when the boss comes to set up a stall again in the future, remember to discuss with the old stall owners on both sides and ask them to make some room for you, so as not to block all the doors of our house. ”

Han Peacock has no desire to perform at all at this time, and it is already his true character performance at this time.

"Really living here? This is the largest antique street in the magic capital? Chen Qian walked to the street, looked at the shops on both sides, and said suspiciously.

The best façade is the auction house, the quaint and generous is the antique shop, the messy is the stall, this is the antique street! How can there be a mallet in such a place?

"This is an antique street, I've lived here for ten years, and I can't go wrong." As he spoke, Han Peacock had already bypassed Chen Qian's stall and walked to the small alley behind.

"Xiao Han."

"Brother Han!"

"Wait!"

Just as Han Peacock was about to go home, he heard someone call him, and it was two people calling him together.

Han Peacock stopped and looked at Fat Liu and Old Man Ji, both of whom were acquaintances of Han Peacock, and they usually had nothing to do, Han Peacock often sat in their booth and chatted with them.

"What? Ji Lao and Brother Liu have something? Han Peacock asked knowingly.

It's no wonder that they weren't curious when they saw him buy something.

However, he doesn't have the desire to explain on the spot, because it's really not good, especially for Chen Qian, if he really does that, he will be nakedly slapping him in the face.

"Brother Han has received something good again, why don't you take it out and show it to us?" Old man Ji said directly.

Hearing this, Chen Qian's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and Han Peacock glanced at a few people without speaking.