This fat man has a greasy head and a pink face, a pair of small eyes, a dazzled staring, and a mouth full of wine, but in the low-hanging eyes, there is a fierce air coming out, I sniffed, and felt that this guy has some earthy smell.

Who will have an earthy smell on their bodies?

The peasant man who deals with the mud all day long, with a bare back, the beads of sweat fall in the field, and the fragrance of rice flowers is born. Obviously, this fat man is probably just like the gang of rats, all of whom are the work of the Tufuzi. I don't understand what Ding Yi's intention was in bringing us to find such a character, but he also kept the rules and was silent beside him.

Ding San saw the drunken fat man Wang, frowned and said, "I am looking for you and Boss Hu for something, let us in." ”

Wang Fat Man stopped at the door, he stood in front of the door, immediately blocked the whole door, and said fearlessly: "The surname Ding, our brothers haven't done anything recently, and they are not afraid of shadows, if you want to find any trouble with the fat man, please go back, I don't have any heart to serve you." ”

This guy is playing tricks, Ding Yi has no choice, and said with a wry smile: "This time I'm not looking for trouble for you, I beg you, fat man, you give Lao Ding a face to me, don't you see that I have friends behind me?" ”

As he said this, a man in his thirties, with a little embarrassing beard and a vicissitudes of life, stood up behind the door, looked at us, and then said, "Fatty, let Lao Ding and his friends in." The fat man was not polite to Ding Yi, but he was obedient to the man, and when he heard this, he let go of the door and walked towards the room. Ding Yi was the first to walk into the store, and Zhang Liyun and I entered. It can be seen that Ding Yi and the owner of this small shop are not friends, but they also have some friendship with each other, and this time they have no choice but to come to the door.

Entering the store, there is a small table in the main room, on which is bubbling clear water hot pot, next to cold vegetables and peanuts, a table is full, two people are drinking, quite comfortable, Ding Yi introduced to me: "This guy is the owner of this shop, Boss Hu, one of the few clearest people in Panjiayuan, next to this is Wang Fatzi, Boss Hu's partner." ”

Since I took the side door, few people were willing to reveal their real names, and when Ding introduced me, he sued the two of them, which were his superiors, Chen Leader and his assistant Xiao Zhang.

After the introduction, Boss Hu and Wang Fatzi looked alienated and guarded, that Boss Hu was a silent character, with low eyebrows and lowered eyes, as if nothing had anything to do with him, while Wang Fatzi's temperament was a lot more casual, ignoring us beside him, and shouted at Ding Yi dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter, no matter how big the leader is, what's the matter with the two of us serious small businessmen, you are your leader, I sell my antiques, our well water does not violate the river water, the road is facing the sky, each walks halfway, and I see you back." ”

I don't know what Ding Yi did to provoke Wang Fatzi to be so hostile to him, but since Ding Yi dared to lead me and Zhang Liyun over, he was certain in confidence, so he sat down on his own and began to tell the two of them what I just said.

Everything needs to be flexible, and when it comes to Ding's mouth, it is completely changed, in his narration, interspersed with the persistence and tradition of Baiyunguan for a hundred years, as well as the promotion of national integrity, and as for the rat club, it is a traitor and traitor who colluded with the Japanese. Regarding the Japanese people, I only talked about the cause and effect a little, but he interpreted it vividly, and the atmosphere was rendered so vividly, and the fat man Wang immediately showed indignation and anger on his face, and Boss Hu, who was sitting at the table drinking, was also quite moved.

In the end, Ding Yi said sonorously: "Until now, the national treasure has been lost without a trace, and the rats will be triumphant, you say, if you let those guys go unpunished, then how can you get it?" ”

Wang Fatzi slapped his thigh and became indignant: "Damn, what I hate most in my life is the traitor who colluded with the little Japanese, the rats will attack everywhere on weekdays, and they don't talk about the rules at all, so I will put up with it, but they actually did such a disgusting thing, and they really gave birth to a son without an asshole." Commander Hu, what do you say? ”

Wang Fatzi was enthusiastic, but Boss Hu next to him was silent, took out a cigarette and lit it, took two puffs, and then said quietly: "Lao Ding, I know what you mean, you want to get the news of the rat club from me, isn't that the reason?" ”

Ding Yi said calmly: "Boss Hu, you and Wang Fatzi are people from the rivers and lakes, and they involve a lot, so it is indeed inappropriate for you to be involved. The top is urgent, and I have no choice, so I found your body as a snake. Don't worry, God knows about this matter, just a few of us know, I will use Lao Ding's signboard to guarantee, as for other things in the future, as long as the two of them do it above board, my Lao Ding will be ignorant, do you think it's okay? ”

When Wang Fatzi heard this, he straightened up, looked at Boss Hu with his eyes, and looked very anxious, but Boss Hu did not agree immediately, and was silent for a while, then he looked up at me and arched his hand and said, "Haven't you asked this leader for his name?" ”

I arched my hand and replied, "Chen Zhicheng." ”

"Chen Zhicheng?" Boss Hu muttered a few words, suddenly his eyes lit up, and then quickly covered up, stood up very much, and said loudly: "They are all born under the red flag and grew up listening to the teachings of **. Lao Ding, don't say so much, we don't have the specific address of the rat club, we don't have it, but I have a message here, today Fu Ruixiang's Lao Jin came to two Tufuzi with a Luoyang accent, and the conversation was unsatisfactory, maybe there will be a ghost market tomorrow, these two people will appear, if they really come, maybe they will be able to find some clues. ”

This news is really important, Ding Yi and we are all thankful, and the other party no longer stays, will send us off, before leaving, the boss Hu said leisurely: "When taking people, the leader can pay attention, some of the back molars of the soil can hide things, as soon as they are bitten, all the ducks that have fallen in their hands will fly......"

We thanked us again, and the shop closed its door, plunging back into the cold darkness.

Ding Yi took us out of Panjiayuan, looked back, and then explained to me: "Team Leader Chen, what I promised those two people just now, don't you care, Panjiayuan's antiques come from complicated ways, and some of them are things that are realized by losers; Some of them were collected from villagers in various places, and they paid attention to their eyesight; Some of them are bright vessels, and they go to the goods in the hands of the local masters - the current market is like this, the general trend is like this, and I can't dominate anything, but compared to other profiteers, these two people have always been good......"

He explained, a little nervous, I knew his concerns, and said with a smile: "Lao Ding, I understand, don't talk about this yet, if this case can be understood, I will definitely ask you for credit." ”

The so-called ghost market, that is, the night market, disperses at dawn, and is also called "ghost market". In the past, the ghost market was mainly sold and estimated, and other goods were mixed, both from the wrong way, and there were also rare items, and there were more fakes, and the "ghost market" was extremely prosperous in the last years of the Qing Dynasty in Kyoto City, and some of the royal nobles were stolen from the family antique treasures for money, and there were also some roosters and dogs, and the stolen things were sold while it was dark, and antique connoisseurs often picked up and bought some cheap, to this day, this ghost market has been handed down as a tradition, and the time when the Panjiayuan ghost market opened, generally from two to three o'clock in the morning, We couldn't go back, so we hung up the phone, explained the situation to Noor, and went back to the car to sleep.

Our bus is an old jeep, not comfortable, but fortunately it is parked on the side of the street not far away, can always observe, at a critical moment, can also drive up to chase people, the three of us take turns on duty, but there will be no difference.

I was the first to be on duty, and at night, I was half-asleep, and I was woken up by Zhang Liyun, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that the street in front of me was already bustling, and many vendors appeared at some point, carrying a lamp, hazy, and then paved on the ground, and the board was cushioned, and those bottles and cans, ancient artifacts, and jade pendant playthings, were dazzling. However, although there are many vendors, it is not lively, whether it is a vendor or a person who buys something, they are silent, and occasionally there are those who look at the right eye, so they hook the hand inside the sleeve, while pulling in the sleeve, while bargaining.

On the entire long street, the lights are dim, the figures are walking around, swaying, and the fog in the early morning is quite heavy, and between the hazy and hazy, there is quite a sense of horror in the ghost market of the underworld.

Ding Yi is a frequent visitor to this Pan Jiayuan, his face is familiar, and it is easy to be recognized, so he stayed in the car, and Zhang Liyun and I got out of the car and left, and walked into the ghost market.

As soon as you enter it, you immediately know the beauty of this place, and there is really a temptation there, and in this mysterious and strange situation, it really has a special flavor. Zhang Liyun and I went our separate ways, looking for two people with Luoyang accents, I walked around, stopped and observed from time to time, and after about ten minutes of shopping, I finally stopped in front of a tattered mess, and saw that there were seven or eight bottles and jars stained with mud on a rag here, and two men in cotton cloth were squatting here, shivering from the cold.

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