When Zhang Cheng said goodbye and left, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, although Pan Shi and his family warmly invited him to stay overnight, but Zhang Cheng politely declined on the grounds that he had to deal with the crockpot.

Holding the jar out of the Longwan villa area, Zhang Cheng called a Didi, and went directly to the Jiangcheng antique market, although it is not early now, but the market is still brightly lit, and there are many people in it to exchange objects.

In fact, he originally planned to find a random place to bury the clay pot, but after Ye Xiaoman saw it, he said that there was a trace of true qi on this thing, and it was likely to be deliberately refined by the mage.

This is Zhang Cheng's first contact with the magic world, he must be a little curious, and he has now regarded Pan Shi and his family as friends, since he knows that there is a mage behind his back who wants to harm them, then Zhang Cheng will definitely not stand by and watch, not to mention anything else, just to be able to continue to eat white food, he will not let Pan Shi have anything to do.

So after Zhang Cheng hesitated again and again, he decided to find out what was going on with this crockpot, so as to understand the other party's methods, since this crockpot is an antiquity, then go to the antique market to inquire maybe there will be clues.

However, Zhang Cheng stood at the door of the antique market and wandered for a few minutes, but finally did not enter, but turned into a back street not far away.

After all, according to Pan Shi's words, this clay pot should be from the late Qing Dynasty, and the size is also a cultural relic, and he also felt a residual corpse gas from the can, in case it was taken out of a tomb, and he was regarded as an upside-down bucket by those shopkeepers, then he would be wronged.

There are ghost markets near the antique markets in every place, and the ghost market at the boundary of Jiangcheng is in the back street, there are no certain rules for the things that are resold inside, when the materials are limited in the early days of liberation, eggs and food stamps can also be traded in it, and after life is better, they will be exchanged for some antiquities and miscellaneous plays, most of which are some things that are not in the right way or can not be on the table.

But it's mysterious to say, but don't think that the ghost market sells all the real things, these days, it is good to be able to find a genuine thing out of a hundred things, whether it is a profit or a loss, it all depends on your eyesight.

Zhang Cheng also inquired with Pan Shi and learned that there was such a place in Jiangcheng.

As soon as he reached the corner of the street, he felt a vigilant gaze fall on him, and when he turned his head, he found a young man leaning against a telephone pole not far away and smoking, and his eyes were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, and when he saw the crockpot under his armpit, he slowly looked away.

There are also people who are watchful and vigilant......

Zhang Cheng thought about it and walked in directly, the small street was about five meters wide, with the back walls of the buildings on both sides, there was no façade, and there were coarse cloths along the root of the wall, which were full of all kinds of things.

Zhang Cheng looked at it casually, wood, porcelain, bronze, really all kinds of strange things.

He walked all the way, looking left and right, and found that most of the things in the ghost market had neither corpse qi nor yang energy.

Most of the antiquities that can be handed down to the present are dug up from the tomb, and it is impossible that there is no corpse at all, even if it is something that has not been in the tomb, it has been collected for so many years, and there will be some yang energy attached to it, if there are no of these two, it is undoubtedly a fake.

"Little brother, do you want to make a move? I, Zhao Laosi, am well-known for fairness on this street, you look at the things on my stall, they are all first-class treasures, come and see if there is anything that catches your eye! By the way, how about I give you an estimate of the price of this jar? ”

A stall owner saw Zhang Cheng swaying around with a jar, and asked again in front of each stall, and immediately thought that there was something good, so he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him.

Zhang Cheng looked down at his stall, the things on it were indeed a little scary, colorful horses, bronze swords, bucket color character pattern bottles, and even a miniature version of the stepmother Wu Fang Ding......

This Nima ...... Do you think it's selling tourist souvenirs in front of the National Museum? Even the national treasure is taken out to deceive people, and everyone is really blind!

Although Zhang Cheng doesn't understand antiques, he has always read the news, you are so casually blinded, you are simply insulting other people's IQ!

However, Zhang Cheng didn't want to expose him, so he directly handed over the crockpot in his hand.

"Okay, boss, you can help me see this thing......"

The stall owner's face was full of excitement, and he took the crockpot and looked at it a few times, and then turned into disappointment, "This thing is in the late Qing Dynasty at the top of the sky, and look at the workmanship...... This material...... That is, the utility of ordinary people, it is not worth much at all......"

The stall owner glanced at Zhang Cheng, rolled his eyes and said arrogantly: "In this way, I should make you a friend, and I will save you from running for nothing, and I will accept twenty yuan!" ”

"Twenty ......" Zhang Cheng was speechless for a while, although this jar Pan Shi can't look down on, but it's also late Qing Dynasty, you really accept it as a salt jar!

"What? Too little? The stall owner looked at Zhang Cheng's expression and said, "Okay! I'll give you some more, how about fifty! This is the highest price, if you want to be too little, go to another stall and ask. ”

Zhang Cheng took the jar back and asked the stall owner, "Actually, I want to inquire...... Have you ever seen this thing on this street before, and do you know who bought it? If you knew, I'd give you fifty. ”

The stall owner shook his head, "There are a lot of goods like this, who has the time to pay attention to this, and the rule on the street is not to ask each other, even if I really know, I can't tell you." ”

Zhang Cheng was a little disappointed when he heard this, just now all the way down, the other stall owners' answers were similar to him, it seems that there are no clues here......

Just as he was about to turn to leave, the stall owner took out a few more items from a dirty backpack and placed them on the stall.

He just glanced at it casually, and suddenly he couldn't move......

Zhang Cheng's eyes were fixed on a bead the size of a fingernail, this bead was pitch black and looked plain, but in Zhang Cheng's eyes, it was far superior to all the jewels in the world.

Others can't see it, but he can see it clearly, this bead gathers a huge and complex breath, feel it carefully, and find that there is both yang energy and corpse energy, and it is only a bead the size of a fingernail, and it contains more yang energy and corpse energy than in his own body.

"The owner...... What is this black bead? Zhang Cheng tried to calm himself down and asked casually.

Seeing that Zhang Cheng was interested in buying things, the stall owner suddenly became enthusiastic again, and said seriously: "Little brother is really good eyesight, I usually don't put this thing out, this is the black pearl that the vassal king paid tribute to Emperor Tang Ming, the only one in the world, it is definitely a rare treasure...... Make a price if you're sincere! ”

Zhang Cheng knew it was nonsense when he heard it, and after thinking about it, he stretched out five fingers, "How about this number?" ”

"Multi-...... How much? The stall owner almost didn't come up in one breath, "Five hundred thousand? ”

"You're thinking too much...... There are no ten or ten thousand, five yuan is not sold? ”