In the afternoon, Tang Hao went to the medicinal herb market.

This time, he had a lot of medicinal herbs to buy, adding up to more than thirty kinds.

The names recorded in the "Shennong Sutra" are all ancient names, and until now, the names have long changed, and it is not easy to find, and some of them have long been extinct. After walking around a few times, Tang Hao found more than 20 species.

Fortunately, the main drugs are available, and the difference is only some auxiliary drugs, which can be replaced by other medicinal materials.

He bought some substitute herbs, and then went to buy Ganoderma lucidum and other medicinal herbs, stuffing his backpack.

He rode a small three-wheeler, went out of the medicinal herb market, and prepared to go back to Tangjia Village.

Next to the medicinal herb market, there is an antique street.

When I was passing by, suddenly, I heard someone shouting on the side: "Little Brother Tang!"

Tang Hao was stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong, but when he turned around, he saw a black sedan stop not far away. Then the window rolled down, and a head poked out, it was Ma Jiuye.

"It's the Ninth Master!

Tang Hao said.

"Yes, what a coincidence! Little Brother Tang, you just came out of the medicinal herb market?" Ma Jiuye said.

"yes!"

Ma Jiuye smiled, sighed slightly, and said, "Little Brother Tang, it's rare to be so coincidental, do you want to follow me for a long time?"

Tang Hao was slightly stunned.

I wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, the antique industry is quite mysterious, maybe it's interesting, and it's not urgent anyway, so it's okay to go and see it.

"Okay!" Tang Hao nodded and agreed.

Ma Jiuye smiled: "Then Little Brother Tang, you can follow, it's not far." After saying that, the car slowly drove away and stopped next to the antique street.

Ma Jiuye got out of the car, dressed in a Tang suit, with a straight posture, and looked in good spirits.

Then, the driver got out of the car, a middle-aged man in his forties.

"This is the dog, Ma Wenyuan, this one, is the little brother Tang I mentioned earlier. Ma Jiuye introduced.

"It turned out to be Doctor Tang, disrespectful!

This Ma Wenyuan is also the same as Ma Jiuye, elegant and gentle.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be!" Tang Hao said busily.

"Little Brother Tang, let's go!" Ma Jiuye took the lead, "There just happened to be a trade fair today, I'll take you to see it." ”

"Ghost Market?"

Ma Jiuye smiled, "No! You'll find out later." ”

Tang Hao was silent and followed the Ninth Master.

Walking along the antique street, after a while, I came to a shop. When I entered the store, someone came out inside, and when I saw the Ninth Master, I respectfully called: "Ninth Master!"

The Ninth Master nodded, walked forward, passed through a door, and entered inside.

Inside was a corridor, which twisted and turned, and after walking for a while, it entered a hall.

The hall was a little dim, with a circle of tables around it and a stool in the middle, and many people were sitting at the moment. Seeing the ninth master coming in, they all got up and called out.

"Sit down!" the ninth master waved his hand.

Seeing Tang Hao behind the Ninth Master, someone smiled and said, "Yo! Ninth Master, have you brought the offspring to practice?"

The ninth master smiled: "No, this little brother is not from this line, he just brought him to have a long experience." ”

The man groaned and withdrew his gaze.

"Sit down!"

The Ninth Master took Tang Hao and chose a place to sit down. He took out a pocket watch, looked at it, and said, "It's about to start." ”

After waiting for a while, a few more people came, all dressed in Tang costumes, and the leader was a thin, fifty-year-old man, with two mustaches and some thief eyebrows.

He swaggered over, saw the ninth master, and shouted, "Yo! ninth master, here!"

As soon as he spoke, he showed the gold tooth in his mouth.

Jiu Ye frowned, as if he didn't have a good impression of this person, and said coldly: "Shopkeeper Zhou!"

"Ninth Master, please give me a lot of advice this time!"

Although the shopkeeper said this week, there was no respect in his tone, but a bit of banter.

Tang Hao also saw that these two people were afraid that they were opposed.

"Who is he?" Tang Hao asked Ma Wenyuan in a low voice.

"His surname is Zhou, his nickname is Big Tooth, and his shop is an old rival with my family, and he has been fighting for more than ten years. Marven came afar.

Tang Hao nodded suddenly.

After a while, suddenly, the overhead light came on. From the inner hall, a group of people came out, all dressed in black, each holding an object, covering it with a black cloth, and placing it on the tables around him in turn.

"It's on!" said the Ninth Master.

After arranging, those people uncovered the black cloth, revealing a variety of cultural relics, including terracotta figurines, calligraphy and paintings, and jade objects.

Count them, and there are twenty-five in total.

Some are antique, while others are stained with some dirt, as if they have just been unearthed.

"These things are all collected by those who shovel the land, and they are specially sold to us who run antique shops, and you see that the people here are all the owners of the major antique shops on the street. ”

Ma Wenyuan whispered.

Tang Hao was stunned, "What do you mean by shoveling land?"

He didn't lower his voice, everyone heard it, those antique shop owners knew that Tang Hao was not from the industry, and it was not strange, and that Zhou Daya glanced at it and smiled.

"Why is there a blind bear, I said Ninth Master, you can't do it in the next life!"

Jiu Ye said expressionlessly: "This little brother is not a person in the industry, I just brought him to see it." With that, he walked to the side, his eyes fixed on a porcelain bowl.

"This shovel of land is just a person who does not open a shop and goes to the countryside to receive the goods, and some simply receive the goods from the hands of Tufuzi. Marven came afar.

Tang Hao nodded, his face abrupt.

He also knew that Tufuzi was a person who robbed ancient tombs.

Tang Hao was very surprised, and kept looking around.

Looking at it, suddenly, he frowned, but he found that these cultural relics were a little strange, and there seemed to be a breath of air lingering on each one, light or thick, each one was different.

Standing farther away, he couldn't feel it, but as soon as he got closer, he could feel it.

If you touch it with your hands, it will feel even clearer.

"By the way, these antiques have survived for a long time, and over time, they have naturally condensed a little qi, and the longer they survive, the stronger the qi should be. ”

After pondering for a moment, Tang Hao understood.

At this time, Jiu Ye picked up the porcelain bowl in front of him, looked at it carefully, and after putting it down, he said: "I will pay 150,000 for this thing!"

Hearing the bid of the ninth master, others came over one after another, and after taking a look, there were several people bidding.

"I'll give 160,000!"

"I'll give 170,000!"

"I'll give 200,000!" Zhou Daya shouted and squeezed in.

Jiu Ye's face changed slightly, he glanced at Zhou Daya coldly, and said, "Here you go!"

"Haha! Ninth Master, concede, concede!" Zhou Daya smiled, picked up the porcelain bowl and looked at it, and said, "The things in the official kiln of the late Qing Dynasty are in slightly worse condition, but they can still be sold at a good price." ”

As soon as Zhou Daya spoke, the others were silent, and this porcelain bowl fell into his bag.