Ding Huaiyu went out alone on the city bus the next day, and New York in the light rain was a little biting cold. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Pedestrians on the road hurried by, not stopping at all because of this light rain.

It's a fast-paced era, and it's also an age where money and power come first.

It was the best of times, and it was the worst of times.

Just across the street from Manhattan's Chinatown is a small European-inspired neighborhood known as "Little Italy." An old-looking street connects to Chinatown, a gathering place for Chinese, with narrow walkways and shops on both sides, and of course there are no high-rise buildings here, but the overall architectural style is clearly full of the marks of the old era.

In the light drizzle, a yellow city bus stopped. A young Asian with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin with a smile on the bridge of his nose and a pair of flat black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose walked down the back door.

It was Ding Huaiyu.

Feeling the slight drizzle on his face, he muttered to himself, "I hope the seeds planted ten years ago can be harvested!" ”

His voice is very magnetic, and if he sings, he will definitely touch the hearts of many girls.

Ding Huaiyu's destination was Chinatown in front of him, but he obviously had a lot of free time, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the bus. He was strolling in the light rain very leisurely, but stopped in front of an old shop, frowned, and said, "Adam's antique shop? ”

"Looks like there's a nice little thing in there? On your first visit, I'll give you as a gift! ”

The antique shop is supposed to be very old, and the wooden doors make a "crunch" sound as the young man pushes it.

Walking into it, many seemingly extremely precious and ancient objects are arranged in a disorderly and orderly manner on the shelves. the antique cross carved with "Supreme Mo Ruotian, Supreme Mo Ruo Lord"; the table lamp covered with a gorgeous Chinese embroidered gauze cover; The head and tail are less than three inches, with an owl-like head, but the body is a specimen of some kind of feline; A two-handed sword with a metallic glow in the mid-century style......

A very old white man turned around, with a pair of reading glasses on his eyes and a large magnifying glass in his hand, and said to the young man in a rich London accent: "Oh! Young man, you can look at it casually, there is a price tag at the bottom, and the antiques identified by Old Adam are definitely worth the money! ”

Ding Huaiyu looked at the huge and exquisite floor clock on the ground and walked straight to the old man. The large table was littered with a dozen antiques, or possibly antiques, because they had not yet been identified by Old Adam.

He took off his flat glasses, and under his sharp eyes, a rusty one-horned copper sheep was looking at the young man with full malice.

Under Ding Huaiyu's torch-like gaze, the bronze sheep with mouse ears, bull nose, tiger claws, rabbit back, dragon horns, snake tail, horse mouth, sheep whiskers, monkey neck, corns, dog belly, and pig buttocks gradually became bigger and bigger.

At last it grew to the size of a house, and grinned with a mouth bigger than the door, as if trying to swallow the young man in one gulp.

"Old Adam, how do you sell this copper sheep?"

Picked up the one-horned bronze sheep that the twelve zodiac signs were combined and put it in front of Old Adam and asked.

In the midst of the invisible vision, a huge palm appeared from the void, and then pinched the huge one-horned copper sheep, only to hear a soft groan of "baa", and the illusion immediately dissipated.

Old Adam looked at it carefully with the reading glasses in his hand, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Young man, this is an ancient item from the East, it should be more than two hundred years old, the same age as the United States!" You see, this is not a bronze sheep, but the twelve zodiac signs of the East, ox, tiger, snake, horse, ......"

Ding Huaiyu put his flat glasses back on, and said with a smile: "Old Adam, don't deceive the ignorant young man, the inscription on the belly of this bronze sheep is a simplified Chinese character that only appeared after the establishment of Huaguo!" Therefore, its age has shrunk, and the maximum is only 55 years! ”

Old Adam picked up the palm-sized copper sheep, carefully observed the words the size of a grain of rice on the copper sheep's abdomen with a magnifying glass, sighed and said, "The young man's eyes are really sharp, and old Adam is no longer good." Although I don't know if these characters are simple Chinese characters, or complicated Chinese characters. Since you're so sure, you're definitely right. But ......"

Old Adam looked at the young man and said, "But, young man, this kind of antique from the East is extremely in demand in Manhattan!" Whether it's a regular customer of Chinatown or a tourist from out of town, it's not bad for money. Of course, you're not short of money. ”

Ding Huaiyu looked at the floor clock again and said, "Old Adam, you can make a price!" ”

Old Adam smiled and said, "I've been in this Manhattan antique store for 30 years, and I don't smash my own sign. A thousand beautiful knives, the bronze statue of the 12 constellations from the east is yours. ”

"Eight hundred dollars! Old Adam, no one will offer a higher price than me. ”

"Deal! Young man, may the zodiac signs from the east always guard you. ”

Ding Huaiyu quickly pulled out eight dollars of 100 dollars, and old Adam took it with a smile and said, "You are still rich in the East, and you will always have inexhaustible Franklin in your pocket." Welcome to your next visit! ”

The drenched drizzle was still falling from the sky, and the young man walked briskly towards Chinatown with a one-horned copper sheep.

Passing through the famous Confucius Square, you will see many shops in front of you. From hotels and restaurants, supermarkets, clothing stores, fresh fish shops to Chinese printing companies, Chinese bookstores, Chinese medicine stores, and Chinese law firms can be described as diverse.

Not only are shop signs written in Chinese, but even street signs are written in Chinese. The Chinese-style archway is antique, bright and eye-catching; Zhumen Biwa, painted eaves of the house is glorious. The roof is sunny, the double dragon is around the back, the archway is painted and carved exquisitely, the flying dragon and the tiger are in the wind, the birds are ready to fly, the strange flowers and flowers show their style, and even the telephone booth on the side of the road is also a pagoda shape of Chinese style.

Ding Huaiyu stopped in front of a Chinese medicine shop, the three big characters of the hanging pot hall were printed on the plaque, and a strong smell of Chinese medicine came from the store, and the decoration in the store was also the same as in ancient times, without a trace of modernity.

"Young man, do you want to see a doctor or take medicine?" A middle-aged doctor asked in Hokkien dialect.

"I'm looking for Mr. Wang Qianshan, I have an appointment today, one o'clock in the afternoon, and there are exactly five minutes left."

"You are Ding Huaiyu? The old man has been waiting for you for a day, and you are only here now! What a punctual! A female voice came from the stairs, but it was a woman wearing a white tracksuit, white running shoes, and a cool ponytail, and she said to Ding Huaiyu with a horizontal sword eyebrow.

Ding Huaiyu looked at this woman with a crisp ponytail, and his eyes lit up, because his sixth sense clearly sensed the energy fluctuations on this woman's body, and he could awaken and enter the world of aliens as long as he had an opportunity.