After sending Professor Cui to the Department of Archaeology, Zhou Xiaolong left the department and returned to his dormitory.

After Zhou Xiaolong returned to the dormitory, he felt that the learning atmosphere around him suddenly became very strong, because the final exam was about to come, and the students in the entire dormitory building were working hard to memorize and review their homework.

Among the three roommates, only Qi Dongqiang's academic performance is better, of course, at this time, in comparison, Qi Dongqiang at least did not skip class.

Especially Ouyang Lei, following Zhou Xiaolong, basically didn't listen to the courses this semester, and now he is temporarily clinging to it, so he can only play with the endorsement of his life, hoping to miss a few subjects.

Perhaps infected by this atmosphere of reading, Zhou Xiaolong also picked up a book and pretended to look at it, but where did he have the heart to read!

After reading two pages, I can't memorize it at all, but what kind of character is Zhou Xiaolong, he has two teachers, Professor Cui and Director Tao, anyway, as long as he writes casually on the volume, if he doesn't hand in the blank volume, he will definitely be able to get it at eighty points.

It's a pity that as Ouyang Lei, Zhou Xiaolong's eldest disciple, he didn't have such a good fate.

With this confidence, Zhou Xiaolong couldn't read the book even more, so he quietly slipped out of the bedroom.

As soon as he slipped to the door, he was discovered by Ouyang Lei, Ouyang Lei asked: "Hey, Master, you don't go to school, why are you going?!" ”

"I ...... I'll go outside for a walk, buy a bottle of water to drink, and read a book! Zhou Xiaolong said perfunctorily.

"Okay, bring us a bottle of Coke!" Ouyang Lei said.

"Chilled!" Qi Dongqiang also said.

"Ah, okay!" Zhou Xiaolong walked out of the dormitory quickly.

……

Running to the back door of the school, Zhou Xiaolong beckoned to stop a taxi, and soon came to Jinhai Ancient Culture Street.

Zhou Xiaolong has been to this street more than once, and it can be said that he is very familiar with it, it is the street where Boss Huo opened an antique shop.

There are many large and small shops on this street, as well as restaurants and snack bars, but the most common ones are antique shops.

After crossing the main road and into the alleys, you enter a very old street, which is mainly filled with street stalls.

The whole street can accommodate two or three people walking side by side, but now that the weather is hot, the street is relatively deserted under the sun, and there are only a few people hanging out as far as the eye can see.

Zhou Xiaolong didn't leave in a hurry, but curiously browsed the things on the vendors' stalls.

For example, rusty bronze, brightly colored porcelain, bronze pieces, ancient coins, it can be said that as long as it appeared in ancient times, you can see it on this street.

However, this place is different from the small vendors on the street, although there are many vendors here, but not many people are making noise.

Most of the vendors just sit silently in front of their stalls, even if someone comes up to check on the things in front of their stall, the stall owner does not speak.

Walking around the antique street, pay attention to the word "Tao", the so-called "Taobao", is to look at your eyesight, after all, 99% of the things in the entire antique street are fakes or imitations of modern craftsmanship.

Most of the people passing by are tourists, many of them just to watch the excitement, and those insiders who really want to buy some good things can be seen by the vendors at a glance.

The scenes in the TV series that depict the vendors in the antique street are actually false, and in the antique street, the vendors will only speak when there is one situation, and that is when someone asks for a price.

Asking the price means that there is interest in this thing, and the stall owner will brag about how good his thing is.

But now is the information age after all, and many of the tricks about the antique business are well known to everyone, and the routine of holding a night pot and boasting that it was used by Qianlong is outdated.

Not to mention the stall owners on the antique stalls, and then Zhou Xiaolong, there really wasn't anything decent on this stall, so Zhou Xiaolong walked all the way to the store area.

The shop is one level higher than the stall, and the things inside are much better, and sure enough, Zhou Xiaolong's footsteps finally stopped at the door of a shop, because in that window, there were indeed several compasses.

Zhou Xiaolong took a closer look, but unfortunately, the compass placed outside was not very good, so he decided to walk into this shop to take a look, perhaps, good things would be placed inside.

Even though it's daytime, the inside of the store is still lit, but even then, the interior is still dim.

The shopkeeper was an old man in his fifties, he glanced at Zhou Xiaolong, but he didn't say hello, thinking that in his eyes, those who could afford to buy antique calligraphy and paintings were middle-aged and elderly.

Because older people have savings in their hands, even if the young are the second generation of rich, rich young people like high-tech things, and there are few young people who like antiques.

Seeing that Zhou Xiaolong was young, the shopkeeper didn't pay much attention to it, and didn't even say hello.

Zhou Xiaolong didn't care, there were indeed a few compasses in the store, and he picked up a compass from time to time to take a look, but his expression was not very satisfied.

Most of these compasses are carved by machinery and computers, and a good compass is best made by hand, so that you can experience the mind of the maker.

And the mass-produced road goods are inevitably rigid and auraless, not to mention the pointer of the compass is spiritual.

The corners of Zhou Xiaolong's mouth couldn't help but appear a self-deprecating smile, and he thought to himself: Is my request too high, how can an antique compass like Mr. Chen Xueping be so easy to find?

The so-called magic weapon is to form an aura after the long-term blessing of some masters' mental power, just like some talismans that have been enlightened by high monks, and often have the effect of driving away evil spirits and keeping peace.

The same is true for the compass used by feng shui masters, and after some feng shui masters have used the compass for a long time, it will also form an aura.

Compared with the general compass, whether it is the direction of the contemplation or the dragon point, it is more accurate.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaolong casually asked, "Boss, do you have an old compass here?" ”

Although he didn't have much hope, Zhou Xiaolong still asked the boss sitting inside, if the boss said no, he would probably turn around and leave.

"Old compass...... Hey...... I really have a side here, but it's a pity that it's a little broken, and a corner was smashed off when the four old ones were broken, do you want to take a look? The boss said.

"Okay!" Zhou Xiaolong nodded.

The boss probably saw that Zhou Xiaolong looked focused after entering the store, not like a wanderer, and he was also very serious about reading things, so he took out a compass from the drawer.

The boss blew the dust, and then slowly placed it on the table.

(End of chapter)