In the afternoon of midsummer, Qiankun Street, Xiangfang, South Lane of Jinju City.

The wide streets are lined with stalls of all kinds, and the vendors are shouting for their stalls. At the corner of the street, jugglers are performing stunts, attracting countless onlookers.

Several men in lean short robes shuttled through the crowded crowd, along the silk, silk, tea, paper, medicine, porcelain, spices and many stalls to a hanging "Chengxin pawnshop" old golden plaque, the man at the head was about 30 years old, tall, eyes like a golden blade. Glancing up at the plaque, he strode in.

The pawnshop is next to the copperware shop, and not far from the side are stalls selling raw hides and tea, as well as large and small jewelry shops and blacksmith shops. A young man dressed as a guy casually glanced at the pawnshop, immediately lowered his eyelids, and busily greeted the guests.

On the other side of the crowded street, a man in a dark shirt appeared at some point, tall and neatly described. The wrap on the back is long and narrow, and the protrusions look like a hard object such as a sharp weapon. The man stopped at a stall selling antiques and seemed interested in a snuff bottle with a rather old sense. Pinched it in his hand and looked left and right, and glanced sideways at the pawnshop opposite. and casually lowered his head and played with the bronze snuff box.

On the second floor of the Yanyu Building facing the street, the window position, the sky is sparkling through the carved window lattice, and the shadow is sparse.

Old Man Jia squeezed the tea cup tightly, stared at the hot tea with very deep eyes, and suddenly sighed softly: "The price of tea leaves before the Ming Dynasty was more than double that of now. It seems that some things are more important to time than to wait. ”

"The palace has already spoken, and the evil family is about to come to a catastrophe. I have sent someone to take care of it on Xu Zhutou's side, and everything is in place, only the east wind is owed. The faint chuckle of the old housekeeper Zhou Shizhi beside him couldn't hide the joy in his heart.

"That's not all, it seems to be deliberately hidden, and sometimes it wants to be covered. After all, the evil family is deeply rooted in Jinju City, and the family has a great business. Whether it is the assistant of the Chamber of Commerce, the underworld bandits, the local government and county, or even the inner palace, they all have their power. A rabble of old Wu Tou alone is not enough to shake the tree. ”

"When the foundation is exhausted, it runs dry, and when the root decays, the leaves wither. After a long silence, Old Man Jia muttered to himself, as if he was speaking to the housekeeper, but his voice was so low that no one could hear it.

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"Shopkeeper, I want to be a thing. A low voice came from outside, hoarse.

Standing outside the tall counter, the man's head was almost parallel to the countertop. There was a cold light in the slender eyes of the black linen face.

Facing the night owl-like gaze, the weathered old shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart, and a trace of uneasiness passed over his dark brown face. His forehead was pressed into a few shallow lines because of the lifting of his eyes, and his eyebrows, eyes and hair color shone black and faint in the sunlight. Secretly looked at a few uninvited guests. found that the hands exposed by the tall man in front of him were covered with hard cocoons, and the bone joints were prominent. Although the few people next to him were dressed ordinarily, they had rough appearances, tigers on their backs, and fierce eyes, and they were by no means good.

"The old rule, let's look at the objects. The shopkeeper secretly thought that this group of uninvited guests couldn't get any good things, so he hurriedly sent them away.

But when I saw the jade pendant wrapped in cowhide spread out on the Nanmu counter, I couldn't help but twitch in my heart.

The whole jade pendant is embedded with a Buddha's hand, and the whole lotus flower is braided, but the blue silk thread has been soaked with stains and turned into a blackened navy blue. But looking at the skylight, the Buddha's hand shone blue, condensed into a round drop, condensed in the middle of the shining gold ring, glowing with a blue and treacherous glow.

This is not an ordinary jade pendant, the age is not very old, and it cannot be an ornament for burial in the tomb. It will not come from the family of ordinary merchants and eunuchs, and it is very likely to flow out of the inner palace from the pure texture and carved craftsmanship. Thinking of this, the old shopkeeper pinched the shriveled fingers of the jade pendant and couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Your Excellency's items are really rare and rare, and I'm afraid that the entire Jinju City will not be able to find a second one. Slowly putting down the jade pendant, the old shopkeeper regained his calm, and said carefully: "Unfortunately, the small shop may not be able to accommodate this big Buddha, so please find another place." ”

"If you want to say that your store is small, Jinju City really can't find a bigger one. Let's open the skylight today and say bright words, don't worry about the two jujubes, a fixed price, three hundred taels of silver. The tall man raised his head and stared at the copper bell with big eyes.

Such a price is indeed exciting, and the old shopkeeper dares to conclude that it is a dead deed. It's just that when something is made, it will never be redeemed again. It was supposed to be a good deal, but somehow, the old shopkeeper suddenly had a hint of foreboding in his heart.

Sitting on the high stool, the old shopkeeper quietly looked out and found that the original guests had long since disappeared. Two heavy wooden doors were also forked and tethered. A big man with a beard leaned by the door, one hand behind his back, one hand pressed on his waist, and the murderous chill in his eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old shopkeeper changed his words and said: "To be honest, as soon as Your Excellency entered the shop, the old man saw that you are not ordinary people. It's just a small shop, but all big deals are led by the young owner, and three hundred taels of silver is not a small amount, you see if this will work. The old man first sent his fellow to ask the young owner, as long as he agrees to this matter, it will be done, and he can give you the silver. ”

After weighing for a moment, the man nodded hesitantly.

The shopkeeper turned around and instructed the man beside him: "Hurry up and find the young master, and say that there is something important to ask him to come back." Before the man could run out of the back door of the outhouse, he was called back by the shopkeeper, who wrote a few words on a paper raft and handed it over.

Out of the back door of the pawnshop, there is a wide and long street. The sides of the street are covered with high and low banners. The guy was running and thinking, in fact, it didn't matter if the young owner was in charge or not, this old fox was afraid that he would take responsibility in the future, so he kept a hand.

The evil family is less than the owner, and the evil Xiaoqi is also known as the evil less.

A typical rich second generation, a gentleman. He plays what is fresh, and he goes where it is lively.

In the past few years, the evil family's business has been booming, and the evil lord evil Bulu intends to transfer the property under his hand to his son to take care of it, after all, there are many relatives of the same generation in the entire evil mansion who are always peeking at the huge family business. In the future, he will have to rely on his sister-in-law Evil Xiaoqi to support the prosperity of the entire family.

But this evil Xiaoqi is really a dou who can't be helped, and he only knows how to drink and play money all day long, and sneak birds and hunt. The mind is not on this at all. Recently, I was also obsessed with a woman in Yimeng Pavilion, and she ran to cheer almost every day.

Wu Jinfang, just a few streets away, is like another world. Prices here are ridiculously high, and consumption is so high that people can stop breathing. Yimeng Pavilion with ink Jiangnan architectural style, singing and music are endlessly lively, countless beauties are surrounded by laughter, and the sound of warblers is like a gentle township in a dream.