Mr. Zhao's real name is Zhao Zhong, don't look at the difference between him and a certain mouth, but the physique is very different, Mr. Zhao at that time was thin and tall, and he was a good fighter since he was a child, and he did not obey discipline, although he said that he had been in private school for a few years and knew a few words, but at that time there was no imperial examination, and it was useless to recognize words.

Speaking of Mr. Zhao, his life is also hard, when he was six years old, his mother was gone, his father worked hard to raise him alone, and died when he was sixteen years old.

At that time, although Mr. Zhao was a mix, but to be honest, he was a young man who didn't know anything, so the family took back all the land and house left for him by his father, and swept him out of the house directly.

At that time, a sixteen-year-old child, no school, no relatives, no craft, can only go to the street to mix, but fortunately Mr. Zhao is literate, some slightly technical work in the gang will let him do, the key is that Mr. Zhao not only reads, but also fights is also a good hand, so he won the appreciation of the upper echelons of the gang at that time.

It was in this context that Mr. Zhao was fortunate to come into contact with a set of porcelain, and thus entered the antique industry.

Early that morning, Mr. Zhao was sleeping in the house when his eldest brother, the small leader of the organization, woke him up.

Mr. Zhao rubbed his sleepy eyes, and when he saw his eldest brother, he just wanted to speak, but he didn't expect the other party to make a silent gesture to him.

Originally, there were two kinds of little brothers under this kind of gang, one was a family and a business, came out to mix during the day, and went home to sleep at night, and the other was like Mr. Zhao who had no home, basically lived in the old family, and mixed with him when he had something, and helped the boss do things when he had nothing to do.

And in order to show closeness to the boss, many younger brothers with families will also live in the old family, but the old family is not that big, and generally these little brothers will be crowded into one room.

For example, the room where Mr. Zhao slept was a large bunk, and seven or eight younger brothers slept on a fire, at first Mr. Zhao was a little confused when he saw the boss calling himself up, but when he saw the boss's mysterious appearance, he knew that the boss must have some task to give him, so he sat up and quietly walked out of the house with the boss.

Mr. Zhao's eldest is called Leper Tousan, originally surnamed Li, but because there is a big leper on the top of his head and the third in the family, he has such a nickname.

The leper saw Mr. Zhao come out and pulled him to the corner, it was winter at this time, the temperature was very low, although it had passed the fifth watch, it was still very dark.

In this state of reaching out and not seeing his five fingers, the leper said to Mr. Zhao with a pair of blood-red eyes: "Ah Zhong, now my brother has something for you to do, can you do it?" ”

At this time, Mr. Zhao has been in the gang for a year, everything is very clear, and he is young and vigorous, it is the time to talk about righteousness, and he can't help but pat his chest when he hears this: "Boss, don't worry, leave anything to me, I will do it for you properly, otherwise call me three knives ......"

Mr. Zhao originally wanted to say three knives and six holes, but he was stopped by the leper and said: "They are all their own brothers, don't swear so ruthlessly, these people under my hands are literate and reliable." ”

Mr. Zhao said: "Boss, don't say that, how you do to our little brothers, how you treat me, it's obvious to all, if it weren't for the boss, I would have starved to death on the streets, if you say anything directly, I will definitely do it for you." ”

Hearing this, the leper couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, and then approached Mr. Zhao's ear and explained it like this.

The more Mr. Zhao listened, the more frightened he became, but the matter had been promised, and he couldn't shirk it, so he could only follow the instructions of the leper three.

Everyone has to ask, isn't Mr. Zhao at the age when newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, what actually makes him afraid?

It turned out that the leper entrusted Mr. Zhao and asked him to smash a fortune teller's stall, at that time it was not like now, now everyone knows that the fortune tellers on the street are basically liars, but at that time it was different, in that chaotic world, there are ruffians and hooligans everywhere, if you don't have some real skills in your hands, you don't dare to go out to set up a fortune telling stall.

In other words, to be able to set up a fortune teller, you have real skills, and folk rumors say that those fortune tellers are masters who can pinch and calculate, if you offend him, you will inevitably be cursed and retaliated against, and it is likely that you will lose your life without knowing it, so everyone is very cautious about this kind of thing.

And Mr. Zhao has no confidence in this matter, at this time, it is the time when the two major gangs in Jiangcheng are fighting, and the big knife club to which Mr. Zhao belongs is one of them.

It is said that a few days ago, the chief scoop of the big knife will go to fortune telling, and a fortune teller calculated that there will be a bloody disaster within ten days, and the chief scoop is anxious about this matter, but it stands to reason that at this time it should be the chief scoop handle to make a lot of money out and ask someone to crack it, how can you smash the stall?

Later, Mr. Zhao figured out that it should be the boss of the boss who wanted to try whether this fortune teller really had the ability, if he had the ability, then he would send a lot of silver to pay respect, if he didn't have the ability, then he deserved to be smashed.

Some people may ask, if you suspect that it is a liar, why not just find someone to beat up and tear down the stall? If you have real skills, you will definitely not be smashed, and if you don't have the ability to fight, you will be beaten.

But the thing can't be said that hooligans have hooligan rules, and the bigger the hooligans, the greater the rules. In this case, unless the fortune teller is not accurate, there is an excuse to go to the door, but there has been a hexagram stall there for a long time, and no one says that he is not good, and there is no reason to want to copy the stall.

Now what Mr. Zhao has to do is to find a reason.

But at this time, Mr. Zhao couldn't think of it so much, and his heart was very entangled, but he couldn't help but go, just like that, Mr. Zhao, who was nervous, was taken out by the boss to change into a scholar's robe.

In many places during the Republic of China, the cheongsam was still a status symbol, representing knowledge, culture and status, and China's imperial examination system, which began in the Sui Dynasty and continued for thousands of years, made everyone full of awe for knowledge and scholars.

Mr. Zhao went out in a long shirt, and found the fortune-telling booth according to the instructions of his boss, at this time, the fortune-telling booth had just been set up, and the shadow was not very clear, and he could only see an old man with crane hair and a white beard sitting behind the fortune-telling booth, playing with something in his hand.

At that time, Mr. Zhao felt that something was not right, this was winter, just arrived, according to the current words, it was less than six o'clock, it was very dark, and it was the coldest time of the year, the wind on the street was like a knife "swishing" blowing, Mr. Zhao was wearing two layers of clothes under the robe or felt cold to the bone, this old man was sitting there in a single dress, definitely not an ordinary person.

But Mr. Zhao has agreed to his boss's request, and at this time he can only go up hard, give a long salute according to his boss's request, and say: "Old man, do you know how to tell fortunes here?" ”

The old man didn't open his eyes, and said: "Fortune telling, word measurement, and approving orders, not allowed to be ineffective and not want money." ”

Don't look at this old man, he looks at least sixty or seventy years old, but when he speaks, he is full of energy, his breath is stable, and he really looks like a bit of fairy wind and bones.

When Mr. Zhao walked here, he found that the old man was holding a few copper coins in his hand, and he was playing with them repeatedly, and it was a serious Kaiyuan Tongbao.

Kaiyuan Tongbao because of the well-made, sufficient copper content, so all dynasties are very famous and popular currency, especially in the Qing Dynasty, because the Qing Dynasty produced and issued copper coins with very low copper content, Kaiyuan Tongbao copper content is almost seventy percent, and the amount is very sufficient, and most of the copper plates of the Qing Dynasty are copper five lead five, and even Yongzheng years also appeared copper three lead seven or even copper two lead eight bad coins.

According to metaphysics, Kaiyuan Tongbao spread to the Republic of China from the Kaiyuan years, during which more than 1,000 years have passed, this more than 1,000 years Kaiyuan Tongbao has been circulating endlessly in the world, and I don't know how much popularity I don't know, this is the most evil thing, the copper money and sword of the Taoist priests have to use Kaiyuan Tongbao to do, and the general divination also uses Kaiyuan Tongbao.

Mr. Zhao continued to follow the boss's instructions and said, "Xiao Ke has something unclear and needs to be explained. ”

The old gentleman opened his eyes, and at this moment, he actually gave Mr. Zhao the illusion that he was going to be stabbed by this light, and when Mr. Zhao was beating the drum in his heart, the old gentleman asked, "This gentleman doesn't know what to ask?" Marriage, fortune, future, or fate? ”

Mr. Zhao said respectfully: "I don't dare to deceive the old man, Xiao Ke came here this time to ask about the future." ”

"Hmmm......"

The old gentleman rubbed his beard and asked, "Since you are asking about the future, then please ask the old man what his surname is, and the eight characters of his birthday." ”

"This ......"

Mr. Zhao hesitated slightly, and then said according to the pre-set script: "This gentleman, my birthday is inconvenient to tell me, Mr. said that I can measure words, I don't know if I can write instead?" ”

The old man frowned slightly, and said in surprise: "I just saw the face of my husband, he must be a poor person, I guess there should have been ups and downs in the past, and my husband can write, which is really a bit unexpected by me." ”

Mr. Zhao's hand hidden in his sleeve shook, it was so godly, he obviously didn't say anything, and he was wearing a scholar's robe, he was able to know that he was a poor person with ups and downs, but the boss couldn't help but do what he explained, so he didn't talk, reached out and took the pen on the stall, and wrote the word "one" on the paper.

The old gentleman took the paper, looked at it twice, and suddenly said, "No, no, sir, your word is wrong." ”

Mr. Zhao asked, "This is just a word, everyone writes it like this, what's wrong?" Sir, can't you detect it? ”

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhao's heart relaxed slightly, he was not afraid that this person was a liar, but afraid that this person had real skills, and now it seems that this person does not have any great skills, so that when he smashes the stall, Mr. Zhao will have less pressure in his heart.

But at this time, the old gentleman's eyes suddenly widened angrily, and he said: "This character is not the word you want to write, this character was taught to write by others, yes and no!" Did you know that you're in trouble! ”

Mr. Zhao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a "poof": "You spare your life, you spare your life!" ”