Push the door in, it is a little deserted inside, in the spacious hall, there are three or five tables, a golden beckoning cat at the door is waving to us, and inside near the stairs, there is a small bar, there is a wooden frame behind the bar, is ** enshrined in the statue of Guan Erye, there are three incense sticks in front of the statue, and it is burning halfway. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, there were two young men sitting at two tables in the hall talking in a low voice, and there was a young man in a white shirt behind the bar, who was lazily looking at me and the master at the moment.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Have a pot of peace!"

The master replied, and he didn't look at anyone, and pulled me to sit by the window, and I was wondering what this peace was, when I saw that the little brother immediately changed his face, and showed an apologetic little face and yelled at the back, less than a cigarette, this little brother brought a tea set from behind, and then poured a pot of tea for us.

didn't talk much nonsense, after being busy, the little brother returned to his original position and continued to be lazy and began to be in a daze.

"Master? Is this tea called Ping'an tea? ”

The master snorted and tapped lightly on my little head, and said:

"What kind of peace tea, the one I just said is called black words, which is the code that you children often say."

"Then what if you can't say the code?"

"If you can't say it, of course you have to don't get it out!"

The master looked at me as if he didn't understand, sighed, touched my head again, took out a cigarette and lit it, and smoked it as if no one was around. When a cigarette was almost finished, a young man who was drinking tea at the table next to us smiled politely, then leaned over and asked:

"Need to take a look?"

I thought to myself, I'm afraid this is also black talk, sure enough, the master nodded at the man, and took out a round black bead, about the size of a little thumb, black and not slippery, and I couldn't tell what material it was.

The young man respectfully took the black beads, looked at them over and over for a long time, and then returned them to the master embarrassedly, scratched his head and said:

"I'm really sorry, I can't wait for a small kung fu, you wait a minute, I'll ask my master to help you take a look!"

After speaking, I didn't wait for my master to reply, and went out as soon as I turned around.

"Master, are you going to sell this bead?"

"Oh? Do you see that? ”

I nodded earnestly, and the master smiled, put the black beads on the table, looked around, and said:

"The master doesn't have any money, no, I can only buy you delicious food if I sell this black bead."

"Is it poorer than Master Kurong?"

The master of this music almost laughed, I scratched my head and asked:

"Why do you want to sell things in a teahouse, isn't there a street where you bought food just now? There are so many people there! ”

The master was happy enough, looking at the innocent and innocent me with serious eyes, the master took a sip of tea, and after all, he still told me the Tao.

It turns out that this teahouse is not an ordinary teahouse, but equivalent to a local black market, generally there are middlemen in the teahouse, responsible for matching buyers and sellers, some clever middlemen, will also be responsible for inspection and guarantee and even buy and sell, and the young people we just met belong to the latter.

Just when the master finished telling me these things that I didn't seem to understand, the door was pushed open again, and one old and one young came in, the young man who had just left, who was sweating profusely at this time, and he didn't know how far he had just run, and he was still short of breath at the moment, and behind him was an old man in a blue coat, holding his cuffs, wearing cloth shoes, and his hair was combed to stand upright, but he was not old at all.

The young man came over again and introduced himself to the master:

"Hello, this is my master, known as the Three-Eyed Yansan."

When I heard the three eyes, I immediately thought of the three-eyed Yang Jian in the comic book, but after looking carefully for a long time, I didn't see the third eye of the old man in blue in front of me, and I couldn't help but look at the strangely shaped teapot in disappointment.

"People say that Yan San has three eyes, he can see ****, and he can also see yin things, so if you want to see it, then take a look."

The old man in blue, who was originally arrogant, was not angry when he heard my master say this at this moment, but his eyes narrowed, staring at my master, and he snorted for a long time before he snorted:

"Don't dare, these are all friends in the rivers and lakes to raise love, but it's not Yan's boasting, now in this world, whether it is wood, stone, copper, iron, paper or jade, there are really few things I can't see!"

"Oh? Then please! ”

The master was interested in making a gesture of please, and the person who came saw the black beads on the table, and his jaw fell off in shock, and others came here to sell things, which is not to cherish it to the extreme, and it must be wrapped in a handkerchief, and the master put the object on the tea table so unpretentiously.

The master doesn't cherish it doesn't mean that others don't cherish it, and I don't know if it's an occupational disease or what, this Yan San carefully pinched the black beads with two fingers, first looked at it in a circle, and then put it under his nose and smelled it, and then, he frowned and said nothing.

After waiting for a long time and seeing no movement, I couldn't bear to ask the master what this feminine **** was, and the master was not taboo, so he told me a thorough explanation.

It turns out that the so-called **** refers to things that have not been underground, such as antiquities handed down from ancestors, or relatively rare treasures of heaven and earth. The so-called feminine objects are the opposite, there are precious stones and gems mined in nature, and there are also some things that tomb robbers have touched out of the tomb.

And the place where we are staying is a famous underground black market, generally only do acquaintances, or acquaintances introduced the business, and come here, no matter if you are a yin ****, no matter if you steal and rob, no one asks you, only talk about one thing, that is, the price!

Seeing that Yan San frowned and was silent, and the master didn't speak, Yan San's disciple on the side was in a hurry, it didn't matter if he was embarrassed, if this master was embarrassed, it would not be good to spread this reputation, and when he was thinking about how to let the master have a step down, he only listened to the stare and stared, and it was actually a person who came down from the stairs on the second floor. I looked at the bar, and sure enough, it was supposed to be the guy at the bar who went upstairs and called this person down.

This man has a white face and beard, is about thirty years old, and is also wearing a coat, and at this moment he went down to the first floor, first arched his hand towards Yan San, and then arched his hand towards my master, and then spoke.

"Sir, an old friend is visiting, my father is sick, and the special pillar came to pick you upstairs."

After this person finished speaking, Yan San was not happy, originally if he politely said some roundabout words, Yan San would have been able to come to the stage, but what this person said, how did he listen to it, how harsh, what, do you think I can't see the fame? Or did you see that there was a treasure here and you came down to grab business? No matter how you are the owner, you can't be so nonsense, so Yan San put down the black bead and choked on the fire immediately.

"I said Boss Zhao, I don't like to hear what you say, what's the matter? Do you want to cut off your beard halfway? ”

The person who came was happy, hurriedly waved his hand, and said:

"The three brothers Yan misunderstood, the person who came is really an old friend of my father, and besides, this thing is not the goods you need."

After that, he glanced at the black beads on the table, and made a gesture of invitation to my master, the master got up and was about to go upstairs, this Boss Zhao stopped Yan San, who was about to follow, his face was not good-looking, and he frowned and said:

"This thing is neither yin nor yang, but evil, if you don't listen to it, then just follow it!"

Yan Sanyi, who originally wanted to follow with his sleeves, heard the evil, his little eyes narrowed, and the flesh on his face immediately trembled, and he immediately stood still in place, and after Boss Zhao and the master went upstairs, the apprentice behind Yan San opened his mouth to ask.

"Master, what is this evil thing?"

I don't know how this Yan San answered, just like that, the master and I have already followed this Boss Zhao to the second floor.

On the second floor, the decoration style is a change, the hall at the bottom is almost at the forefront of the times, the style is fashionable and trendy, the second floor is antique, the left side is separated into five tea houses with a hollow mahogany screen, and the right is two quaint rooms, the wooden door is closed, and one at the corner of the stairs is standing at the moment an old man who is also wearing a blue cloth coat, the old man's hair has obviously been carefully cared for, the hair is neatly carried behind the head, and the black hair is sandwiched between a few white hairs, which looks very magnanimous. At this moment, he stood at the door with his head held high, and arched slightly towards the master with a smile and said:

"Zhao Bufan has seen Mr.!"

Although I was not very old at the time, I could see that this person was very unnatural when he saw the master, and even the appearance of this smile made it difficult to think that he was sincere. And the title of the master is strange sir again!

"Mr. Zhao is polite!"

Mr. Zhao? Now I'm really a little dumbfounded, the master actually politely shouted Mr. Zhao, is this person also a person in metaphysics? What makes me even more strange is that when the master returned the gift, there was obviously a trace of apology and guilt written on his face! Just when I was puzzled, this Zhao Bufan waved his hand awkwardly, and he didn't even dare to say it.

Then he let my master and apprentice into the room, and after the host and guest were seated, I saw that the young man at the bar brought us a pot of tea, and then went out of the house with a low body, and closed the door with his hand.

"Mr. has always been on the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, since the last time we met thirty years ago, I didn't expect Mr. to come to the door again today, I don't know what the so-called is?"

Coming to the door again? Where does this begin? I glanced at the old man curiously, and then at Zhao Dongliang, who was sitting opposite, and then realized that since the door was closed, the two of them seemed to have changed their faces together, and there was no hypocritical politeness between their expressions, and what they put on was all wariness and dullness!

"There is no need to mention the old things, the country has already made a decision! This time, I came only for your family's gossip demon beads! ”

Master's words, I was confused when I heard this, how could it be related to the country again, but I was just confused, but the father and son of the Zhao family next to me had ugly faces!