Wenbao Street is very close to the location of the Qin Festival, and there are only two grocery streets in between.

Fang Yun didn't take a closer look at the things in these two grocery streets this time, just took a look, and saw that he was about to enter the largest Wenbao street, when the slave suddenly jumped into his arms, tilted his head, and hung on him with the clothes that grabbed his chest with his claws, his expression was very serious, and his two small eyes kept making his eyes color, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

Fang Yun realized that the slave had something to say, so he slowly walked to a secluded place.

"Do you have something important to say?" Fang Yun asked in a low voice.

The slave nodded earnestly.

"Say it. Fang Yundao.

The slave stared at Fang Yun with a pair of dark eyes, making a very serious and hard-working appearance, but he suddenly deflated and pointed at his mouth with his paws, as if saying that he couldn't speak.

"And can you write?"

The little fox shook his head shyly.

Fang Yun said helplessly: "Then let me guess, what I said is right to nod to you, if it's not right, just shake your head, can you understand?"

The slave nodded.

"What did you find out was something bad?"

The slave shook his head.

"Good thing?" Fang Yun was more interested.

The little fox nodded vigorously.

"Is it a person?"

The little fox shook his head.

"Is it something?"

Nunu thought for a moment and nodded.

......

Next, Fang Fei worked hard to finally get the truth of the matter through a question and answer: the slave found a good thing in a store, and it didn't know what the good thing was, but it knew that the road was very good, and wanted Fang Yun to buy it, but he was afraid that someone would see the price increase, so he waited for Fang Yun to pass before he reminded him.

So, Fang Yun discussed with the slave how to find the thing, and then told Yang Yuhuan to pretend that he didn't know anything, and walked forward for a while. Only then did he hold the slave and walk back slowly, pretending to look at things seriously, walking for a while, and stopping for a while.

Walking to a shop selling groceries, the slave suddenly secretly pressed Fang Yun's hand with his little paws, indicating that it was this shop.

Fang Yun pretended to scan casually, and found that the store was not small, almost two zhang wide, and the shelves on both sides were full of things, and the things were particularly miscellaneous. There are ancient books, broken treasures, porcelain vases and jade, and copper stone carvings, which belong to typical antique shops.

There were a few people in the shop, some talking about the age of antiques, and some were haggling with the shopkeeper.

Fang Yun said to Yang Yuhuan while looking at it: "Wenbao has a long history, but it is too expensive, and the most ordinary cultural treasure is worth tens of thousands of taels of silver. And a lot of times it doesn't sell for money. Therefore, those Wenbao that dissipated their talent and even the broken Wenbao were all collected on the spot. You see, this official seal is a treasure of the Han Dynasty, and it has disappeared. It is no different from the ordinary official seal of the Han Dynasty, but in terms of collection value, it is at least three times that of the ordinary official seal!"

"Well, when I was in Jixian, I heard that there was an old Xiucai who liked to collect broken porcelain pieces, not to mention Wenbao. Yang Yuhuan followed Fang Yun's words.

When Fang Yun walked past a shelf. The slave's little paw suddenly pressed his hand again.

Fang Yun comprehended, and his eyes fell on the shelves. This shelf is more miscellaneous than the others, and it is a large five-foot box. There are many broken things inside, mostly all kinds of broken treasures, and some of them even have the smell of residual talent.

Fang Yun was not in a hurry to avoid being seen through by experts, and said to Yang Yuhuan: "These are all broken Wenbao, look at that pen barrel, there is also talent, although there is only half of it left, it is also worth two hundred taels of silver, and it should not be placed here." This shop should have been newly opened, otherwise it would have been a bigger shop to put such valuable things on a one-by-one basis, rather than hastily putting them together. ”

At this time, a middle-aged man smiled and stretched out his thumb and said, "This show has good eyesight! Several merchants in our county have come to Yuhai City to do business in partnership, and they have only been here for less than a month, and it is also the first time they have come to Yinlong Pavilion, so they are indeed in a hurry." Since Xiucai Gong is an expert, he will not insult the baby, and the first thing you buy will be discounted!"

Fang Yun smiled and said: "You said so, I must choose one, otherwise it will be a waste of the store's sincerity." ”

The two smiled politely, Fang Yun put the slave on his shoulder, lowered his head and rummaged through things in the large square box, picked them up one by one, occasionally asked the store price, and even bargained, and chose a small stone carving with collectible value, which was no different from buying things normally.

After touching more than a dozen pieces, Fang Yun came across a piece of animal skin and was about to put it aside.

At the same time, the slave's little paw pressed his shoulder.

Fang Yun immediately took the animal skin and observed it carefully, this animal skin was pure black, extremely thick, an inch thick, not so much a skin as a cushion.

The fur of the animal skin is very short, less than half an inch high, does not prick the hands, and is very pleasant to the touch. The fur was very old, but it looked very new, and there were three drops of dried blood on it, which should have been blackened, but it was bright red, giving people a strange sense of anachronism, very much like imitation.

Although Fang Yun didn't have much experience in connoisseurship, he had read many miscellaneous books quickly, and he knew very well about the beasts of the demon and barbarian races, and it was impossible for the known demon beasts to have this kind of fur.

This animal skin is only the size of a palm, becoming the only defect, the animal skin must be larger to be useful, the palm size of the animal skin can only be used as a rag, it is difficult to use, and it is difficult to confirm the origin, the collection value is greatly reduced.

Fang Yun didn't want any accidents to happen, he had made enough preparations before, picked up the skin and asked, "Shop, how much is this animal skin?"

The shopkeeper didn't have the slightest suspicion, and stretched out his hand, his fingers apart.

"Oh?

The shopkeeper immediately said, "Childe said that he laughed, it's five hundred taels." ”

"Okay, this thing is mine!Sister Yuhuan, give him money!" Fang Yun immediately grabbed the animal skin.

At a glance, the shopkeeper realized that Fang Yun had found a good thing, and the actual value must be far more than five hundred taels, a look of pain appeared on his face, and he hesitated for a moment and said, "Five hundred taels is five hundred! If the son is developed in the future, don't forget to come to our small shop more." This is the name of our shop. As he spoke, he handed over a thinly ground piece of bamboo.

Fang Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it would be too stupid to bargain again at this time, he agreed and paid in one breath, according to the law, this thing already belongs to himself, in case there is an accident in the bargaining process, the other party raises the price or waits for the price to sell, it will be a bad thing.

"Since the store has a treasure that I like, I naturally want to go there often. Fang Yun learned to call it a treasure in the store. Smiled and took the famous thorn bamboo piece, take a closer look, the famous thorn is actually a business card, since the Han Dynasty began to prevail, the so-called "worship" and "worship" are actually similar to the famous thorn. However, most of the scholars write their own greetings to express their solemnity, while merchants like to batch manufacture bamboo slices that are not easy to break.

Fang Yun quickly put the animal skin in his pocket, so that no one could see it.

At the same time, three people suddenly came in at the door, and one of them happened to see Fang Yun take away the animal skin, thinking for a moment. The regret on his face flashed for a moment, and he walked over quickly, smiling: "This Xiucai, is Fang Cai's fur willing to change hands?"

Fang Yun looked at this person carefully, a very ordinary middle-aged man, with a smile on his face, clear eyes, a mustache on his chin, and his clothes looked extremely old-fashioned. His left hand is behind his back. Then he fell to his side and left nothing in his hands.

Fang Yun recalled carefully, vaguely remembering that a small piece of wood appeared in this person's hand, and that small piece of wood was obviously very ordinary. But he felt a strange force imprinted in his mind, and the strange book world moved slightly, and a corner of the wood chip appeared and disappeared.

When the man approached, the slave's snow-white fox fur exploded. The four little paws grabbed Fang Yun's clothes hard, looking at the man's left sleeve with vigilance.

Fang Yun looked at the man with a smile while stroking the slave. And did not answer.

The man glanced at the slave in surprise, and when he saw Fang Yun's expression, he sighed lightly and said, "I'm afraid you don't know that thing, or even know the purpose, why don't you give it to me?" ”

Fang Yun shook his head slightly.

The man leaned over and whispered, "One Jinshi Wenbao, there can't be more." ”

Fang Yun also said in a low voice: "You obviously came specifically to find furs that you have never seen, except for those few famous people from the Half-Saint Family, no one can do it. If you want, you can, but you have to exchange it for the equivalent value of Wenbao. ”

The man was silent for a moment, and then said, "I don't know the true value of this thing, but the speculation is very high, but whether it can be used or not, I can't say for sure." A university treasure is my limit. ”

Fang Yun was secretly happy in his heart, he didn't expect this fur to be so valuable, even if the two dragon horns were added together, it couldn't compare to a university scholar's treasure, but listening to this person's meaning, if this fur played a role, its value would still be above the university's scholar's treasure.

The slave pressed his paw on Fang Yun's shoulder, signaling that the price was low.

Fang Yun naturally understood, and said, "It's too low." ”

The man sighed and moved his left sleeve slightly.

The slave's eyes widened immediately.

The man said: "Since we have met, I would like to advise you that it is best to carry this fur with you when you enter the holy ruins." Alas...... "The man was extremely sorry and turned to leave, while the two people who followed him glared at Fang Yun fiercely.

The three of them walked and walked, silently changed their appearance, left the Dragon Pavilion, and came to a secluded teahouse at the last time.

"You seem to know him?"

"The first show of the ten countries, Fang Yun. The leader picked up the teacup and drank it slowly.

"He's only been famous for a short time, why don't you want to get that thing? Eight years of hard work just give it up? Otherwise, that Meng Lintang ......"

"Our Ji family has always gone down the river, never against the current! Since it is his, it is his, and we will have a good relationship today, and we will see each other in the future. ”

"Isn't the third prince's trip to the holy ruins going to be empty-handed?"

"Not necessarily. Not today, maybe it is the blessing of my Ji family! That Menglin Hall forcibly seized the Han family and the Zhang family's "Three Articles of Han Xin", and the general situation is in control, and it will inevitably find a way to enter the holy ruins. My Ji family will definitely lose in a head-to-head confrontation with it, and the blessing and misfortune of holding that fur are unknown. But Fang Yun is different. ”

"How could he be different?"

"I can't figure out anything about him. ”

In the Dragon Pavilion, a voice appeared in Fang Yun's ears.

"I'll help you kill people, can you give me that fur?"

Fang Yun laughed dumbly, the Whale King was also eyeing this thing, and at the same time he was more and more interested in this fur, he was able to hide it from the Whale King, if it wasn't for the slave passing by, it would definitely be obtained by that person.

Fang Yun didn't answer, and the Whale King said again: "The old guy said that our Dragon Palace doesn't owe anyone else, and there should be something you want in 'Wen Youxuan', as for whether you can choose it, it depends on your own ability." (To be continued......)