"Che'er, you're twenty-six, it's time to go out!"

Han Che held back tears and looked at the master who had run out of oil and dried up.

"Master, I'm not leaving, Che'er just wants to stay in the mountains!"

The master coughed a few times and said angrily, "You are unproductive, what can you do in this mountain, you have been cultivating you for more than 20 years, just for—you are living in fear here!" ”

After saying that, the cough was even worse.

Han Che gently patted Master's back, "Master, don't be angry, I'll go, but I'll wait until you're well!" ”

Master smiled with relief and held Han Che's hand, "I know about my illness, it's okay - wait for you to kowtow a few times in front of my grave before leaving!" ”

Han Che was in a hurry, "Master, don't talk nonsense, I'll go to Daoist Sun, he must have a way!" ”

At this time, the old man who was about to reach the end of the day didn't know where the strength came from, so he desperately pulled Han Che back.

His eyes changed from a blurry state to a bright one, "Che'er, the skills of being a teacher have been taught to you, but you must remember that the mountain is the Shura field, restrain your kindness, cough cough cough - it is easy to learn from the ancients, but it is difficult to learn from people!" ”

After speaking, the old man passed away, and Han Che cried.

Since he was picked up by his master at the age of three, Han Che has never left, and the farthest place he walked was the grocery store opened by Mrs. Song at the bottom of the mountain.

However, Han Che did not feel bored, or lonely, the master taught him piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, historical knowledge, and antique appreciation! As long as this master will teach everything.

For the rest of the time, Daoist Sun of the mountainside Taoist temple taught him to play tai chi, as well as the Taoist method of luck.

The mountains don't know the years, but what Han Che has is very different from the young people now.

Han Che wiped away his tears and buried his master.

He knocked his head three times in front of the grave, turned around and walked away, without looking back.

Knowing and watching, Sun Daochang closed his eyes and crossed his knees, and muttered in his mouth, Han Che didn't bother, just waited quietly.

When he was young, Sun Daochang opened his eyes, and Han Che bowed, "Sun Daochang, I am here to resign!" ”

Sun Daochang nodded slowly and sighed, "Old friend is still one step ahead of me!" ”

Han Che was silent, and Daoist Sun seemed to have known that his master was leaving today.

Sun Daochang took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Han Che, "Take the letter and go to Yenching University to find a professor named Yang Jinglong, and he will arrange your affairs!" ”

There was also a Yanjing sleeper ticket and a dozen red heads in the envelope.

"I've got a dress for you!"

Han Che looked at his clothes, "This dress was made by Master, and it hasn't been torn yet!" ”

Sun Daochang shook his head, "Go and change it!" ”

Han Che was wearing a blue Taoist robe, which was nothing to wear in the mountains, but in the secular world, it became the focus of everyone.

Although Han Che was puzzled, he still walked into the inner room.

When he was young, a handsome young man of twenty-six years old, carrying a backpack, a white T-shirt on his body, sweatpants underneath, and Nike sneakers on his feet.

Sun Daochang nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad!" ”

"Dao Chief, do I really want to wear this clothes to go down the mountain? Too weird? ”

"That's how people down the hill dress!"

Han Che thought of Mrs. Song under the mountain and his stupid son, "The stupid son at the grocery store under the mountain doesn't seem to be dressed like this?" ”

Sun Daochang didn't answer his question, but only said two words, "Go ahead!" ”

Han Che looked at the direction of the top of the mountain, where the master's tomb was, looked at it for a long time, bowed to Sun Daochang, and left resolutely.

Han Che had been gone for a long time, but Sun Daochang's eyes were still looking at the direction he left, and he let out a long sigh, "Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles!" ”

Saying goodbye to Mrs. Song, his stupid son is also a teenager, Han Che couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he looked at it, and secretly pressed two hundred yuan under the counter to leave.

Train K1034 is coming into the station soon, please passengers-

When Han Che heard this, Teng Leng stood up, the basic common sense master and Sun Daochang under the mountain had told him, but the first time he took the train, he was still a little nervous in his heart, afraid of missing the time.

Follow the crowd aboard the train and follow the number to find the carriages.

Sitting on the sleeper bed, Han Che breathed a sigh of relief, looking out the window from afar, his mind was full of the shadows of Master and Sun Daochang.

There were a total of three people in the carriage, Han Che looked at the middle-aged woman on the upper bunk, and after coming in, she couldn't stop smiling at her mobile phone, and a fat man in the lower bunk, with gold teeth in her mouth and a gold chain on her neck, looked very disobedient.

Han Che was on the top bunk opposite, closing his eyes and resting.

It's been five or six minutes since the train started, and a woman pushed the door in, wearing a loose T-shirt, hot leather pants, and her figure and appearance were the best of the best.

The fat man was on the phone, and his eyes couldn't help but show a very lewd look.

The woman's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at her ticket and Han Che on the upper bunk.

"This little brother? Can you trouble changing positions? The woman asked with a smile.

Han Che didn't hesitate at all, nodded, and went directly to the lower bunk.

"Thank you!" After all, the woman was in the not very spacious carriage, and a harrier turned over and went directly to the upper bunk.

The fat man and the middle-aged woman couldn't help but exclaim, only Han Che didn't seem to see it, his elbows on his knees, looking at the flowing scenery outside the window.

The fat man finally finished the call, and when he saw Han Che who was a little sad, he couldn't help but rub his hands.

"This little brother?" The fat man had a smile on his face.

"Something?"

"Hehe, looking at your sorrowful appearance, you haven't found anything good, right?"

Han Che was puzzled, "What? ”

The fat man waved his hand, "Little brother, don't pretend, you don't look like a person from the county, you must also be a student from Yanjing, or you are an antique or a person who came to receive the goods, we are peers!" ”

Han Che shook his head helplessly, and continued to look out the window, not talking.

In the county seat where Chenkong Mountain is located, a large tomb was discovered two years ago, but the archaeological team came and found that the burial goods in the tomb seemed to be much less, and it was not like the tomb robbers.

The antique dealers in the capital know that in the past two years, they have been running to the villages around the county in an endless stream, not to mention that there are really a lot of good things that I have learned.

The fat man saw that Han Che ignored him, and he was not embarrassed, and began to talk about himself, what kind of Pan Jiayuan veteran, ghost market eyes and the like.

The age of the antique shop can say a lot, Han Che is less than thirty years old, and everyone takes him as a vacancy.

The fat man was foaming at the foam for more than ten minutes, "Little brother, don't worry, the fat brother has a fate with you today, show you a good object!" ”

As he spoke, he went to his bag and rummaged for a while, took out a ball of yellow paper, and slowly opened it, and inside was an incense burner.

Swinging it on the table, the fat man whispered, "I collected it in a fellow villager's house, an old object from the Song Dynasty!" ”

Han Che glanced at the incense burner, lightly scratched his fingers on the incense burner, didn't say anything, and turned his head to look out the window.

When the fat man saw that there was a play, he immediately gave a thumbs up, "Little brother, you are an expert at first glance, and you don't even look at it at second glance!" ”

Han Che said, "This is the incense burner of the Song Dynasty? ”

The fat man's eyes lit up, "If it's fake, others can't see it, and an expert like you can't get off!" ”

Han Che smiled helplessly, the master had told him that these methods of the liars under the mountain, especially the antique shop, how could the master who really found good things show off so much.

"Little brother, my brother didn't take it out to show off with you, this time I bought a lot of good things, look at you like this, my brother doesn't bear it, in this way, I will give you more money for this incense burner!"

Without waiting for Han Che to reply, the middle-aged woman on the top bunk poked her head out, "Big brother, can you show me the incense burner?" ”

The fat man looked embarrassed and said, "It's okay, be careful!" ”

The middle-aged woman said yes again and again, and the incense burner played with it a few times in her hand, and she was surprised, "This is the incense burner of the Song Dynasty Ding kiln!" ”

The fat man clapped his hands, "I didn't expect you to be an expert, eldest sister!" ”

The middle-aged woman said, "Big brother, sell me this incense burner!" ”

The fat man snatched the incense burner and waved his hand again and again, "That's not good, I fell in love with this little brother, and I said that I would sell it to him!" ”

"How much money do you charge for this incense burner?" The woman asked.

"Thirty thousand!"

The woman held out five fingers, "I'll give you fifty thousand!" ”

The fat man scratched his head a little embarrassed, "You make it difficult for me!" ”

"Big brother, fifty thousand is a lot, don't be too greedy!"

The fat man was anxious, "You know that it is a Ding kiln in the Song Dynasty, then you should know that the price of this thing in the auction house will definitely not be lower than this number!" The fat man stretched out five fingers and flipped them over, which meant 100,000.

The woman smiled awkwardly, "Oops! Big brother, don't be angry, the auction house is very cumbersome, I'll give you cash directly, and there is no handling fee! I'll add another 10,000 to you! ”

Han Che has been watching the play, and thinks it's quite interesting, these two sang and harmonized, and slaughtered him as a live donkey.

According to the normal process, Han Che was stunned in their eyes, so he should stand up and hurriedly say something like I want it, or talk.

But Han Che never moved, just watched quietly.

From the moment his fingers crossed the incense burner, he knew that the incense burner of the Song Dynasty Dingyao was fake.

The knowledge of porcelain was first taught to him by the master, and basically all the porcelain, whether it is Dingyao, Ru kiln, Jingdezhen Yunyun, Han Che took a look, and with a light stroke of his hand, he knew the truth and falsehood.

This is the fingering technique that Master taught him in the Liuhe Treasure Book! When you close your eyes and hands, you know that the incense burner is fake, which shows how bad this thing is.

When training the Liuhe Finger, Han Che's entire finger was swollen, and it was not long before it would swell again, and the master said that the fingers must be able to feel all the subtle things, otherwise they would not be able to practice the fingering in the Liuhe Treasure Book.

The fat man still didn't give up, and said to Han Che with a smile on his face, "Little brother, we are all traders, you see-"

"In this way, I should teach you this friend today, and it will be 50,000 - this incense burner will be given to you!"

The middle-aged woman immediately quit, "If you don't sell it if I give you 60,000 yuan, why sell it to him for 50,000 yuan!" ”

The fat man snorted coldly, "My things, I can sell whoever I want!" If you give me 100,000, I won't sell you! ”

As soon as Han Che wanted to speak, a pair of boots fell from the top bunk and smashed at the fat man's feet.

The fat man was startled, and just wanted to scold, but he saw a swaying figure above his head, and in the next second, he had already appeared beside Han Che, picked up his boots, and boarded it in two clicks.

The woman on the top bunk picked up the incense burner, looked at it a few times, and put it on the table, "Just this time you did this broken thing, and you still pretended to be the porcelain of the Ding kiln!" ”

Although the fat man coveted the woman's beauty, but delayed his business, he was immediately furious, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense!" ”

The woman's eyes were full of disdain, "This thing really looks like that!" As he spoke, his hand pinched the wall of the incense burner, "But the incense burner of white porcelain in the Ding kiln is so thick?" ”

The fat man's breath was stagnant, he didn't expect to meet someone who really knew how to do it, and the woman on the top bunk stopped talking.

The fat man still said strongly, "What you say is fake is fake, who are you?" ”

The woman didn't talk nonsense, "Okay, then call the police to take a look, whether what I said is true or false!" ”

The fat man was in a hurry, "Neurotic, I won't have anything to do with you, and you wooden stake!" With a cold snort, he stuffed the incense burner into his bag and pushed the door away.

The middle-aged woman also followed.

The woman hugged her arms and sat down angrily.

Han Che said, "Thank you! ”

The woman glanced at him, "Are you really indifferent to the doorway, or are you simply not doing this!" ”

Han Che smiled silently, don't look over.

The woman patted him, "My name is Molly!" ”

"Han Che!" The two shook hands, and Han Che continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

Molly puffed out her cheeks, "That fat man is right, you're a stake!" ”

After saying that, he turned over again and went to the top bunk.

The train ran for eight hours, and by the time it arrived in Yanjing, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Han Che looked at the time and had to find a place to stay.

Before he took two steps, someone behind him patted him, "Han Che! ”

It was Molly, Han Che smiled slightly, "Something!" ”

Molly took out her phone, and there was a QR code on it, "Add a WeChat!" ”

Han Che smiled bitterly, "I don't have a phone!" ”

Molly was stunned, glared at Han Che fiercely, and turned to leave.

Han Che didn't care, he didn't need a phone in the mountains, and Sun Laodao took him to get his ID card, and after he did it, he never used it.

Sun Daochang gave him a total of 1,200 yuan, leaving 200 yuan for Widow Song, and only 1,000 yuan was left on him.

asked the cheapest hotel, and it also cost a hundred and one nights, Han Che was not reluctant, anyway, he often slept in the forest in the mountains, ate something, and wanted to find a place to sleep.

Master told him that there is a place in the city called a park, and according to Master's description, you should be able to stay there for the night.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Han Che had already walked five kilometers, and when he met a person, he asked if there was a park nearby, but except for the drunkard, he was a businessman, and he didn't know how to stop a taxi, so he found nothing.

Huang Tian lived up to his wishes, and after another hour, he walked out of the city center and came to the periphery, which was very barren and had a forest.

This kind of place is a wasteland in the eyes of others, but in Han Che's eyes, it is much warmer than those forests cast of steel and concrete.

As soon as he was about to cross the aisle, a sports car roared past and crashed into Han Che, and the sports car had to be one hundred and fifty miles upward.

Han Che reacted quickly, one hand quickly put on the car, and the speed could not be seen clearly with the naked eye, and then with the help of both hands, he made several quick flips from the front to the rear of the car, and skipped over the car.

Then his feet were firmly fixed in place, and the sports car scratched the curb of the road, but fortunately it braked sharply, and stopped when the car did not fly.

Han Che looked at the red light in front of him, looked at the car, and continued to aisle.

But he didn't want to care, but the people who got out of the car spoke very badly, a young man got out of the car, a shirt was full of lip prints, and the two women in the car kept laughing, very harsh.

All three had too much to drink, especially the man who was driving.

The man pointed at Han Che's nose, "You're blind!" ”

Han Che glanced at the man, and at this time, the man had already swayed in front of him, wanting to make a move.

A hint of chill flashed in Han Che's eyes, his palms floated, and with an inch of strength, the man staggered back a few meters and began to vomit, and Han Che just hit him in the lower abdomen with a punch.

After vomiting for a while, the man continued to shout, "You dare to hit me, do you know who Lao Tzu is?" Wang Bancheng! In this realm, I don't even know how you died! ”

Han Che glanced at the man with some disgust, and continued to walk towards the forest, seeing that Han Che ignored it, the man didn't dare to step forward, pointing to Han Che's back and saying, "You (swearing), there is a kind of name!" ”

Han Che didn't stop, just said coldly, "Han Che! ”