Meng Wei escorted Chen Zheng and Wei Wuji and other people to the post house in Xianyang, and when leaving, he said, today Prime Minister Fan Cheng and King Qin will discuss important matters, and tomorrow will send a carriage to welcome Lü Buwei to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Chen Zheng couldn't help but get nervous after hearing this, but fortunately, Wei Wuji told Chen Zheng the original conversation between him and Fan Sui, which dispelled Chen Zheng's concerns.

Wei Wuji felt that the old man who was tied to Chen Zheng was extraordinary, so he had the idea of making friends, and after some warm invitation, the old man smiled freely and happily stayed.

There was a team of Qin soldiers standing outside the door of the post house, and there was an order from Meng Yu, before the carriage arrived the next day, Lu Buwei was not allowed to leave the post house for half a step, and if there was a mistake, he would be severely punished.

At noon, Wei Wuji beckoned a group of entourages to set up a banquet in the post house, and the three of them sat on the ground around the charcoal fire, their hearts filled with warmth, and they forgot the cold outside for a while.

"Brother Wuji, how do you know that I am in the Lou Slow Mansion?" Chen Zheng looked at Wei Wuji with curiosity.

Wei Wuji smiled: "Brother Lu, how did you get to Lou Xuan Mansion?" ”

Chen Zheng was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "My brother asked you first, so naturally you answered my question first." How did I hear someone talking outside the wall when I and the old gentleman were hidden in the shed where the horses were tethered? Does Mowgli know that person? ”

"Big brother has good ears! I went to see Prime Minister Fan early this morning, and after I came out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I don't know who threw a strip of cloth with the word 'Lou Slow' written on it. I hurriedly returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion and asked Prime Minister Fan Cheng to send someone to lead me to Lou Yan's mansion. The man who shouted 'haystack' outside the wall of the stable, I expected to be the same person who threw the strips of cloth, but this person saw the head and the tail of the dragon, which is really unbelievable! ”

The old man next to him smiled and said: "It seems that this old brother Lu is not shallow, if there is heavenly help, he will be auspicious since he was killed, and he will turn into good fortune when he is evil!" ”

Chen Zheng hurriedly arched his hand and said: "The old gentleman has been affected by this, not only has he not complained, but he can also talk and laugh, I really admire!" ”

The old man also saluted: "If it weren't for the opportunity to meet Brother Lu this time, how would I have seen the demeanor of Xinlingjun, and how could I have the honor to drink with the two of you around the fireplace?" It's too late for me to thank my brother, why complain? Hahahaha! ”

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, each feeling the wonderful encounter of life in their hearts.

When Wei Wuji asked again about the reason for Chen Zheng's disappearance, Chen Zheng smiled bitterly, and after sighing deeply, a smile appeared on his face.

It is said that when Wei Wuji was still digging out gold cakes in front of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion of the Qin State, Chen Zheng, who was left alone in the post house, was uneasy, thinking that there was no progress in this trip to Xianyang, it was really like sitting on pins and needles, like ants crawling into a hot pot.

Chen Zheng in the room felt more and more pressed for time, and walked out involuntarily, asking the people in the post house about the residence of Mrs. Huayang's younger brother.

The innkeeper was also strange: "What are you doing with the person who followed Wei Guoxin Lingjun to inquire about the prince's brother-in-law?" ”

Chen Zheng thought to himself, my grandmother's idle in the 21st century came here to inquire about the brother-in-law of the prince of Qin, isn't it enough to eat enough in the three eight rooms! Three hundred yuan of money was not eaten back, and the little gecko made a fortune, and now that kid continues to be happy in the future of the future, but he ran to the past and suffered grievances in the past, and he can only blame himself for sitting with people who are not worth associating.

When he heard that Chen Zheng was a merchant selling jewelry, the innkeeper was also happy: "Haha! You're asking the right person. Isn't that what you're asking about Yangquan Jun Michen! Just this brother of the prince of Chu State, he is famous for spending money in Xianyang City, that is called a romantic and suave, that is called a group of wives and concubines, that is called a eat, drink and have fun, that is called a bully, oh no, it is rich and powerful! Let's put it this way, as long as it's something other than business, this son is proficient in everything and proficient in everything. ”

"Huh? Listen to what you mean, you are very familiar with this Yangquanjun? ”

The innkeeper smiled: "I can't climb high." People only associate with the prince and grandson, and the circle of friends is either the son of a wealthy family or the owner of a wealthy family, which is what we see in the eyes of others. The boss stretched out a fist as he spoke, and then slammed it out.

Chen Zheng took a look: "What do you mean?" ”

"Hey, hey! We're the air! ”

"Then how do you say I'm asking the right person?"

The innkeeper smiled mysteriously, and said to Chen Zheng's ear: "I'll only tell you one person about this!" Don't say it. This Yangquanjun occasionally comes to me with his luxury bag, and the beautiful woman who leads me quietly goes in without knowing where, haha! You know! ”

Oops, I'll go! Chen Zheng is angry in his heart, it seems that the gentlemen in the world really have no time and space restrictions, they are wearing ancient costumes now, they will wear famous brands in the future, they are riding in carriages now, and they will drive luxury cars in the future, but when they take off their clothes, they are not all of the same nature! At a young age, he spent money like dirt and bullied others, that is, he hugged him for a while, and he didn't know if he had the rest of his life, even if he did, I am afraid that he would wake up from a dream and work as a Jia Baoyu.

"Where does this Yangquanjun live? How to find him? ”

"Oops! It seems that you really want to sell him some jewelry, and I can tell you, you don't have to bother with the normal goods, and if you take the He's Bi, then you may even meet you. Get! Who asked you to ask me, I'll give you free directions, haha! The innkeeper stretched out his hand and pointed on the Xianyang hemp cloth tourist map next to him: "Right here, there is a rich and powerful street and a kengdad lane, with a house number of 478." ”

Chen Zheng looked at the map and remembered the approximate direction, and thought to himself, if I take the current Heshi Bi, I must be blasted out.

At this moment, a group of people came out of the post house, carrying large bags and small cloth bags, and hurriedly walked out.

"What's going on?"

"Hey! You just came to Xianyang, no wonder you don't know. A few days ago, a few treasure connoisseurs came, and now they are in the city for free treasure appreciation! If your baby is on the treasure table, it will be auctioned off at a high price for you on the spot, and people will make a difference. The innkeeper rubbed the thumb and forefinger of his right hand, looking like he was obsessed with money.

Chen Zheng didn't care at first, his bracelet and walnuts were still left at home more than 2,000 years later, and after coming to the Warring States Period, he also got a piece and a piece of the family, and the piece and the family bi don't need to be identified, can Lin Xiangru give it away in person? ! Besides, I didn't bring it to Xianyang.

Chen Zheng, who returned to the room, paced back and forth, thinking, go to Yangquan Jun Michen at this time? But now that you're empty-handed, you can't brush your face, right? Go directly to the Prince's Mansion to find Mrs. Huayang? I can't even get through the door. Looking for Fan Sui? Wei Wuji hasn't come back yet, who knows what happened to Lao Fan? If the enemy situation is not clear, do not act rashly.

Chen Zheng, who was hesitating, suddenly saw the bag of bamboo slips placed next to the bed, and remembered the treasure master that the owner of the post house said, is this "Tao Te Ching" from Hanguguan the authentic work of Lao Tzu back then?

Playing children on a rainy day, idle is also idle, anyway, there are no boxes full of jewelry, at the moment I am like a waste in Xianyang, simply, find an expert to palm!

Practice has once again proved that regardless of whether he wants to do something or revenge, without the backing of gold, silver and jewelry, even Dantès can only stand on Monte Cristo and build a pergola to drink the northwest wind.

Chen Zheng walked out of the room with the bamboo slip on his back, and caught up with the crowd in front of him in the direction of the innkeeper's finger.

As I walked, I saw the voices of people in front of me, and the noisy sound was endless.

Chen Zheng squeezed in from the peripheral audience and took a look, I'll go! And the banners? After hard work, the banner is written in large seal script: Xianyang Station of the Second Treasure Appreciation Conference of the Qin State.

Look at the bottom of the banner again, there is a row of Warring States treasure appreciation masters.

The host of the scene began the introduction without microphones and loudspeakers: "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!" Listen to me. Distinguished leaders, distinguished guests, Xianyang fathers and villagers, ladies and gentlemen! Bounce away the winter wind and snow, usher in the spring sunshine, everyone gathers here today, how beautiful such a day is! This moment is warm, this moment is unforgettable, this moment is passionate. Looking back on the past, we are full of pride, looking forward to the future, we have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders. I send you a thousand blessings, and there are a thousand words of mine in the blessings. Send you 10,000 smiles, and there are thousands of words in my smile......"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help it, waved their arms and shouted: "Don't talk a thousand words, it's all nonsense, just read the last page!" ”

The host coughed embarrassedly: "Huh~? Well, I didn't use the words I thought about all night. Well, at the request of the audience, I will introduce to you the treasure connoisseur who appeared today. This is a bronze appraisal master, this is a pottery appraisal master, this is a stone appraisal master, and this is a miscellaneous appraisal master. Their arrival will surely set off a retro craze in Xianyang again. ”

Someone in the crowd shouted again: "It's been an hour, let's get started!" ”

The first to come on the stage was an old woman, who walked up to the host with a large clay pot in her hand.

"Auntie, could you please tell me the origin of this jar, is it in the family collection? Or did you get it? ”

The eldest lady said in a Qin tone: "Of course it's a family heirloom!" Uh, grandpa drip, grandpa drip, grandpa drip used it to make pickles, and now it's been hundreds of years, uh, I just want the master to see, how much land can this jar be exchanged? ”

"Okay, please come to our pottery master and hope that your jar will bring good luck to you and your whole family."

The pottery appraiser took the jar and looked at it, then put his head into the jar and stopped for a minute, with a mischievous expression on his face when he stuck his head out: "Oops! Nearly killed me. Judging from the shape of this jar, it is indeed the utensils of the early Qin State in the middle and early Spring and Autumn Period, from the perspective of pulp, the traces of use are very obvious, which is the key to identifying old utensils, the current means of fraud can not be done, and then look at the bottom, the traces of wear and tear are as obvious, there are no traces of aging. Judging comprehensively, this artifact is a clay pot of the Qin Kingdom in the middle and early Spring and Autumn Period, which belongs to the practical utensils used by the people every day and has a certain collection value. Congratulations, old stuff no doubt! ”

As soon as the appraisal master's voice fell, the eldest lady scolded: "Who are you talking about? You're an old thing! You don't have an aunt nickname, you don't have a aunt nickname! ”

The host hurriedly stopped the lady and said, "What the master said is that this jar is an old thing, and you are not an old thing." ”

"I'm not an old thing, what am I?"

"Oops! The master is saying that you are not a thing. ”

"You're not a nickname!"

"The master said, you are not an old thing, you are a new thing. Oops! Got me in too. ”

The eldest lady still didn't give up: "You tell me clearly, who is the old thing?" Who's new? ”

After the host's repeated explanations, the eldest lady finally figured out who was an old thing and who was not, and then asked about the market value of the jar.

After a whisper from the master group, the market value of the jar is: ten acres of arable land!

The eldest lady walked away happily with the jar, and the masters wiped the cold sweat on their foreheads, thinking, a broken jar and broken thing, let's fool this old man away first!

"Next."

Hearing the host's shout, the crowd lined up in a long snake formation was in a commotion, and they couldn't wait for the heirloom in their hands to instantly change a few houses to live in within the range of one ring less than the fifth ring.

An uncle appeared on the stage, only to see him carrying a cloth bag, a mouthful of Beijing accent: "I made a special trip from Yanguo, I was so tired that I was dizzy all the way, the last time the masters blamed me for carrying a little back when they were in Yanguo, and I didn't squeeze into it at the end. ”

Without waiting for the host to speak, the uncle walked straight to the miscellaneous appraisal master.

The master opened the three layers of cloth bags inside and three layers outside, and suddenly glared, what is this, haven't you seen it?

Chen Zheng tiptoed and glanced at it, oops! Could it be the Peking Man skull?

The master looked at the uncle with an embarrassed expression and said, "Where did you get this?" ”

"Dig out of the soil."

The skull was passed in the hands of the four masters, two of whom said it was a human bone, and the other two said it was a monkey bone, so that the uncle looked at this one and that for a while, and his head shook like a rattle.

"I said it's human."

"I said this is a monkey."

"No, it's human."

"No, it's a monkey."

After a while, the four masters turned from arguing to quarreling, and from quarrel to fighting, and they actually fought on the spot, fists and feet.

One master was about to smash the skull at another in a hurry, Chen Zheng quickly stepped forward and hugged the master holding the priceless treasure in his hand, and shouted: "Stop!" ”

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Chen Zheng in unison, what kind of person is this? Why is the hairstyle so peculiar?

Chen Zheng gently took the skull from the hand of the master who was still on the spot, carefully placed it on the table, and began to teach on the spot: "Students, compatriots, this skull is the fossil skull of our ancestors, which has a history of more than 600,000 years minus more than 2,000 years. Our ancestors lived in caves and lived by hunting, they could make and use crude stone tools, and they had learned to keep warm by fire. They were a key part of the evolution from apes to humans, and were the origin of human upright walking. In the future, due to the poverty and weakness of our country, some of the skulls of Pekingese disappeared in the tortuous process of transfer. Therefore, we must be self-reliant and self-reliant, and never allow others to come to our house to steal things! ”

The audience applauded: "Good! You can say that again! ”

Chen Zheng rewrapped the skull and handed it to the uncle, and said earnestly: "Let's let our ancestors return to their own homes to rest in peace!" There are some things in the world that cannot be measured in money. Let's not forget our roots in the pursuit of material wealth! ”

The uncle changed from shaking his head just now to nodding: "Don't worry, young man, I'll go back to Yan Kingdom and bury it!" ”

Seeing the uncle away, Chen Zheng came from behind the call of the masters: "You, a young man, are also here to appreciate treasures?" What kind of treasure are you carrying on your back, let us help you hold your eyes? ”

Who knew that Chen Zheng untied the bamboo slips on his back, and when the masters opened it, they were stunned and stunned!