Originally, Fang Shijie failed in the bid for that development zone.

But overnight, the sixth master's four-person secret technique contacted Fang Shijie, saying that the developer who won the bid died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage.

This made Fang Shijie cheaper, and it also made Fang Shijie's reputation in Jin City go to a higher level.

Seeing that when everything was going well, Fang Shijie often dreamed of a very beautiful woman half a month ago.

The woman is enchanting and graceful, and she became close to Fang Shijie in her dream.

Everything is like a spring dream, and after waking up, there is no trace.

At the beginning, he didn't notice that it was abnormal, but Fang Shijie still felt very cool, and he didn't even look for his supermodel girlfriends.

When he came home after a busy day, he chattered endlessly about the picture, and even asked people to move the bedroom upstairs for him.

The body also began to fail day by day, until it was lying in bed and could no longer get off.

Only then did I know that something had happened, but it was too late, not that I hadn't found a priest to come and do it.

But it's okay if Fang Shi doesn't come, come and go, the more Fang Shijie's body is not as good as before.

In the end, I inquired in many ways and learned the location of my store from Qiao Feng's mouth, but at that time, I was in dire straits on the side of the Servant Clan, so naturally I didn't know what was going on here.

After listening to Fang Shijie's narration, I looked at the big boss who was much older than me, and I felt something different in my heart.

It is said that heroes are sad to pass the beauty level, as long as they are men, they can't escape in front of beautiful women!

Seeing that I didn't speak, Fang Shijie actually asked me: "Master Mu, do you say that this Ruyan is really an evil thing?" She didn't do much to me except to pull me to the church to get married! ”

Didn't do much of you?

I looked at Fang Shijie in surprise and said, "Boss Fang, you are the big boss, I am naturally inferior to you in this business." ”

"However, there are a lot of flaws in what you said, if it weren't for Fang Hao using his own essence blood to save you, you wouldn't have been so shocked to say this to me in front of me?"

"Fang Hao, what the master said is true?" Fang Shijie turned his head to Fang Hao, who was embarrassed on the side.

"Brother, as long as you wake up, let's not mention anything else, isn't it just a little blood, it's not a big deal!"

I told Fang Shijie that if he wanted to get back on track, he would have to give me information about his friends, the auction house, and the person who sold it.

This shouldn't be very difficult for a big man like Fang Shijie.

After hearing this, Fang Shijie said: "Master, don't worry, I'll let someone arrange it immediately, it's just, it's just ......."

I looked at Fang Shijie's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, and I knew that this guy was either still thinking about the bride in his dreams.

Or I'm afraid I'm just as ...... as the Fang Shi who came here!

I didn't explain anything about this, but said directly to Fang Hao: "One million, shouldn't you give me a part first?" ”

Fang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said with relief: "This nature, this nature!" ”

After speaking, Fang Hao made a call directly in front of me, and it didn't take long for my mobile phone to receive a text message.

Because my bank card number had already followed Fang Hao, I looked down at the extra 500,000 in my phone, and my little heart was beating wildly.

This is more than Qiao Feng's work.

After saying goodbye to Fang Hao, I returned to the shop with the scroll, and I was going to wait until the evening to find an old acquaintance to show me what was going on with the scroll in my hand.

This is one of them, and then it is the person who went to find Fang Shijie's introducer, and the person who made this picture.

After dinner in the evening, I didn't close the shop, but sat in the shop and watched the ghost market not far away.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, I smoked a cigarette and swayed leisurely to a corner.

There is a very inconspicuous stall here, and most of the stalls sell some old goods and imitations.

I took a random item and asked, "Uncle, this thing is good, how do you sell it?" ”

"Hmph, you kid, I haven't seen you for a long time, if you buy it, it's impossible to buy less than five thousand, this is a fragment of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and it is a rare treasure."

I laughed and said, "Don't make fun of me, if you can find something from last week in this stall, it's good, let me tell you a conscience price, do you think it?" ”

"Okay, as long as you can say it, for the sake of the two of us who have known each other for so long, I will sell it to you!"

I laughed, which one of the pieces fell off the powder when I touched it, and put it on the stall from the west and said: "Okay, uncle, I won't talk nonsense with you, I'm here today, I'm really looking for you something!" ”

The stall owner is an old man in his sixties, surnamed Bai, according to himself, a descendant of Bai Juyi who does not know how many generations.

I also met from the ghost market on the first day I moved here.

This ghost market has a long history, and it has been recorded as early as the Tang Dynasty.

And the most interesting time is from the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

At that time, many lonely princes and nobles, the old and the young, as well as those children of the Eight Banners.

After they lost the money of the imperial court, they spent money lavishly, and finally ran out of money.

I can't put down my son to work and make a living.

It's like a way to take out the things at home and secretly sell them in the ghost market.

Why do you want to go to the ghost market to sell it, because the ghost market was originally a black market for these tomb robbers, thieves, ringing horses, etc.

In the early hours of the morning, in the middle of the night, the road was slippery after dark, and no one could see anyone, so they came to buy things with lanterns.

I can only see the goods clearly, but I can't see who sells the goods clearly, and when I look at it from a distance, it seems that there is a bunch of ghost fires constantly floating in the air.

Hence the name Ghost City.

It is precisely because of this ghost market, the market is open in the dark, and the three markets are at dawn, and it is not clear to see people, so many princes and nobles have asked the family members to take out the things at home and sell them.

In this way, even if you change money, you can also save your own face.

At the same time, many smart antique dealers also wander around the ghost market, waiting to pick up the leaks.

At the same time, there are many people who buy fakes, and they also mix in, and the fish and dragons are mixed, so that the ghost market has produced a bunch of particularly interesting legends.

As for the current ghost market, in addition to the old goods are still old goods, so visiting the current ghost market is purely a fun story to listen to in the past.

And this Uncle Bai is the one I met after visiting the ghost market, and he is also a buyer of fakes.

But he knows a lot of things that others don't know, whether it's true or not, it sounds like that.

And although this white uncle sells fakes, he cares about some strange things, and sometimes he buys them and takes them back to study after seeing them.

I don't know much about the antique industry, so I thought of coming to the ghost market to try my luck with this white uncle.

If it really doesn't work, I can only ask the fat man for help, and find someone in the door to study the origin of this painting for me.

After I explained my intention, I handed the scroll to Uncle Bai, although the lights on the black market were relatively dim, but Uncle Bai only glanced at it, and directly reported who painted this painting.

"This painting is from the Northern Song Dynasty painter, Zhang Daqian ......"