Wang Mengxiong, who was called a little fool by the guys, was about to walk out of the bustling shop area of Liulichang when he was suddenly hit by a man with a blue cloth bag on his back. If Wang Mengxiong was an ordinary child, he would be knocked down and injured this time. But Wang Mengxiong has recently achieved a small success under Du Xinwu's guidance, of course he will not be knocked down by this little force, but he was afraid of hurting this somewhat reckless man, so he hurriedly changed the natural word trick to the word unloading trick, which made the small crisis invisible.

The reckless man thought that it was because he had something in his heart, and he didn't notice that he almost ran into Wang Mengxiong just now, and he didn't know that he had avoided an injury crisis. He paused slightly, tightened his pockets upward, made a rattling sound, and walked forward again.

"The man in his back pocket, don't run, don't run! Put the things down and let me see them again, the price is negotiable! ”

A middle-aged man in a moon-white robe and glasses ran from the end of the street panting. Maybe it's because of his age, he stopped after running a few steps, panting with one hand on his chest and waving with the other.

Wang Mengxiong originally planned to let this reckless man go, but when he saw that the middle-aged man was greeting him so hard, out of the heart of helping the middle-aged man, he grabbed the pocket that the man was carrying.

There was a stabbing sound, and the lower corner of the blue cloth pocket was grabbed by Wang Mengxiong, and the two competed, or perhaps because of the old fabric, a hole was torn open, and something fell to the ground with a bang. Wang Mengxiong took a closer look, but found that it was just some ordinary animal bones, and occasionally some round shell-like objects.

The man was scratched by Wang Mengxiong without warning, and he wanted to scold people, but when he saw that it was just a child, he swallowed the foul words that had already poured into his mouth. Looking at the things that were spilled on the ground, he hurriedly squatted down in distress and pulled around, trying to put the things back together.

The middle-aged man who had stopped to breathe and rest saw that the man in his back pocket was delayed, as if he suddenly rose up his strength, and ran over quickly, helping him pick up things, while reproaching: "I said you man, I just looked at you twice and you took it, and refused to let me even give up the price, what's the matter, do you see that I am not wearing well, thinking that I can't afford it!" ”

Wang Mengxiong helped the man pick up things, while listening to the conversation between the two people, and finally figured things out.

It turned out that this middle-aged man's name was Zhang Jiamou, a person from Nanyang. Recently, after coming to Beijing on business, I went to Liulichang to hang out, and happened to meet a man with a back pocket setting up a stall at the mouth of a remote alley. Others don't know what this man is selling, but Zhang Jiamou, who used to be a cabinet secretary, knows the value of this thing. In the 25th year of Guangxu, Yirong, the king of the wine festival of the country, was the first to discover the value of this thing and began to buy it from antique dealers. Later, he committed suicide by taking poison and throwing himself into a well during the national disaster of Gengzi, but the value of this thing was gradually known by people with intentions and began to secretly buy it.

The man claimed to be Lan Baoguang, a native of Anyang, these were all purchased by him from local farmers, and he planned to sell them at a good price in Beijing, but Zhang Jiamou thought that he didn't know the goods, and he actually wanted to buy his antiques at the price of purchasing medicinal materials, and he was not happy at that time, so he was unwilling to trade with him.

As soon as Wang Mengxiong heard it, he understood what the two people were trading was, yes, it was a fragment of the oracle bone inscription that everyone was familiar with in later generations. In the early days, this thing was indeed used as a medicinal herb, called a keel. Later, I realized that this was not a keel, but an ordinary turtle shell and a cow's shoulder blade. It's just that this thing was engraved with words for divination in the Shang Dynasty, and later disappeared in history with the fall of the Shang Dynasty. If it weren't for Wang Yirong, this thing would still be sold as medicinal materials.

Zhang Jiamou didn't feel embarrassed after being debunked by Lan Baoguang, he just looked at the eyesight of each family. If you have poor eyesight and sell it as a keel, you can't complain. It's just that he understands that this Lan Baoguang is also a master of goods, so he began to find fault with the quality again.

"Brother Lan, you also know that although the price of this thing has risen, it is not worth everything. In particular, I heard that a few years ago, the British Presbyterian Church in Anyang, the priest Ming Yishi, bought a lot of large bone version of the oracle bones, and later they all stinked, only to find out that they were counterfeited as fresh cow shoulder blades. You have a lot of big oracle bones in this, it's hard to guarantee that you won't have that kind of goods! ”

As soon as Zhang Jiamou said this, the man who called Lan Baoguang suddenly widened his bull's eyes, and his face turned red. "Mr. Zhang, buying and selling is not benevolent. It doesn't matter if you don't get along, I don't force you to buy my things, it's just ruining my reputation, I'm in a hurry with you! Besides, the fresh beef bones have a fishy smell, you smell it, does my oracle bone smell like that? ”

Although Liu Yiqing had never taught Wang Mengxiong the knowledge of identifying oracle bones, and he did not know the difference between the taste of fresh beef bones and those that had been buried for more than 3,000 years, he could not stop him from having a pair of eyes that knew people. Don't look at this man named Lan Baoguang, his face is honest, he speaks in a clear manner, and he seems to have been wronged, but his eyes reveal a lot of information. It was a sense of confidence, smugness, cunning, and a faint sense of staring at its prey.

"That's right, it's the feeling of keeping an eye on your prey. It seems that this man is far from being as simple as he appears. If you judge by yourself, there must be something wrong with this thing! ”

Wang Mengxiong thought like this, so he didn't leave immediately, but stood aside to watch the excitement, and by the way, to see if he could find more evidence.

"Go, go, what are the children doing here, find your adults."

Lan Baoguang may not want people to notice his business with Zhang Jiamou, or he may simply look at Wang Mengxiong unpleasantly, and always feel that this child's eyes are wandering, pointing straight to his heart, as if he has seen through something.

"Hey, friend, don't do that. He's just a child, what are you murdering? ”

Because Zhang Jiamou could see clearly, if it weren't for this clean and cute kid who helped him, this man who sold oracle bones didn't know where to go. It's hard to come to the glass factory once, and meet the things you like to collect, if you miss it, you will regret it when you return to Yu Province.

He took out a piece of Guangyang from his body, with a hot body temperature, and slapped it into Wang Mengxiong's hand. "Good boy, thank you for helping your uncle, you can take this money, buy some delicious food, and treat it as your uncle to repay your favor."

At that time, a piece of ocean was equal to seven dollars and two cents of silver, which was equivalent to one tael of silver, and three oceans could buy a ploughing cow. If there are 100 oceans, a proper middle class. This Zhang Jiamou was able to take out a piece of the ocean to Wang Mengxiong, which was not only not stingy, but excessive generosity.

Wang Mengxiong's first reaction was to return the ocean, and said: "Uncle is polite, I won't ask for this money!" ”

Just kidding, although this piece of ocean is very precious to ordinary people, it is simply not worth mentioning for him who has more than 200,000 yuan. Just a few days ago, he spent 300 oceans to buy some tea. If Zhang Jiamou in front of him knew about it, he would definitely say that he was a loser. But using 300 oceans to buy a Yuan blue and white jar of Guiguzi down the mountain, this transaction is obviously a big profit.

In Wang Mengxiong's mind, people buy and sell, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, no matter what is greasy in this, he will not be nosy as a passerby. However, if he accepts Zhang Jiamou's ocean, it is obviously a favor for no reason. Other people's favors are not worth much, and the favors that I owe Wang Mengxiong are worth a lot!