I got up and dug out of my bag and ate the remaining half of the biscuits on the train, and ate two bites into my mouth to replenish a little energy, and I felt better mentally, but my stomach was still rumbling.

I feel like my body struggled with the pain all night yesterday, and what I need at this time is to replenish energy. I walked out of the hotel and ordered a bowl of dandan noodles at a clean-looking snack bar on the side of the road.

Dandan noodles are considered to be a special snack in Chengdu, according to legend, in the early years, hawkers carried the burden to walk the streets and alleys to sell, and Dandan noodles were also named after this. In the past, I had only heard of his name but never seen him, but today a bowl of oily noodles was brought to me, and I was very appetizing when I looked at it.

The tantanmen noodles are narrow and thin, but they are very firm. The stir-fried marinade is golden in color, and it is served with minced garlic, bean sprouts, Sichuan winter vegetables, and of course, the chili pepper that is essential for Sichuan flavor. I'm already hungry and can't wait to eat a bowl of noodles like this.

A big bowl of noodles was eaten, and I patted my stomach with satisfaction. Sichuan's chili peppers are amazing, and when I ordered noodles, I specially instructed the waiter to put less chili peppers, but I was still sweating profusely. Sichuan's spicy is different from Hunan spicy, it is spicy, has a strong taste stimulation, and does not make people hot.

Compared to last night's cold sweat, this sweat just now made me feel very comfortable. Sweating is generally divided into physiological and pathological aspects, and there are corresponding studies in traditional Chinese medicine. I remember my grandfather once told me that Chinese medicine believes that sweating is a manifestation of yin and yang imbalance, especially in pathological sweating. The common pathological sweating in traditional Chinese medicine is self-sweating and night sweating. This kind of sweating is mostly caused by weak lung qi, weak yang, and fluid leakage, so it is often accompanied by symptoms of yang qi deficiency such as fatigue, fatigue, shortness of breath, and chills.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of my grandfather again, and then I remembered the scene I saw in the ancestral tomb dungeon a few days ago, and I saw my grandfather after being hallucinated. Looking back on it to this day, I unconsciously began to reminisce, although my heart was a little sour. This reminds me of another situation. If I had the opportunity to let my grandfather reappear in this world in a way, even though I knew that such a "resurrection" was problematic, then could I be sensible. After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't give a clear answer, and at the same time, I also understood Kong Xue's feelings better.

I took a deep breath, got up to check out, and walked out of the shop. Standing on the streets of Chengdu and looking around, I wondered what to do next. Since I want to find out about the movements of the Tan family, I think the best way is to go to the antique market first.

Chengdu is a slow-paced way of life, very comfortable and leisurely, so the lifestyle of Chengdu people is very colorful, the most popular leisure way in addition to teahouses, Sichuan flavor and Sichuan opera, is the collection. I heard my second uncle once tell me that the largest antique market in Chengdu is the Xianqiao antique and thrift market.

The name "Songxian Bridge" not only sounds quite elegant, but its scale is also among the best in the country. There are many kinds of antiques and old goods here, such as ancient porcelain, bronze, jade and jade, Ming and Qing dynasty furniture, and even stamps, coins, old books and newspapers. Of course, this is also the same as the antique market in other parts of the country, that is, it is a mixture of good and bad. If you want to make a difference here, you can't do without a little eyesight.

However, I didn't go this time to find anything good, but just to find out the news.

The earliest antique market in Chengdu was not originally here, but in the Huifu on the West Street of the Martyrs' Shrine, and there is a saying that "Chengdu for a thousand years, a Huifu for a hundred years." "The Huifu was originally a place of worship for officials of the Ming and Qing dynasties. It was not until after the fall of the Qing Dynasty that some traders gathered here to form a market, and at that time, the people who poured antiques were not called antique dealers or good-sounding antique dealers, but were collectively called "waste collectors".

The reason why it is so called, as the name suggests, is to go through the streets and alleys to buy scrap items. Some are bartered, and some are purchased directly. At that time, the concept of antiques was not so strong in people's minds, and these "waste collectors" were often able to find good things from some people's waste items.

Gradually, with the evolution of the market, management has become more and more formal. Gradually, several fixed antique markets were formed, and Songxian Bridge was one of the largest of them. And the "waste collectors" of the year have also become orthodox antique dealers.

I stood in the Songxian Bridge Market and watched the bustling people in front of me. Because it is located in a cultural scenic area, in addition to the collectors who come here for Taobao leisure, there are also many tourists. The merchants in the market are one by one, with storefronts and open-air stalls.

But when I walked around the market, I found that there were so many people in the market that I couldn't find any useful information. It was the first time I had done something like this alone, and I didn't know what to do. So fortunately, I put aside the matter of inquiring about information and wandered around for a while.

I heard that the second floor of the market was dedicated to calligraphy, painting and jade, so I stepped upstairs. There are quite a few studios selling your own paintings. Among them, there are various styles such as ink, fine brush, oil painting, etc. There are some excellent works among them, although I can't tell you anything, but a good painting has a different personal feeling.

The level here is relatively professional, so there are fewer people.

In fact, think about it, I came this time to listen to the information of the Tan family, it is just the most ideal plan, if it doesn't work, then it is simply a tour! I walked around the courtyard and looked at it one by one, and I thought it was quite pleasant.

As I walked, all of a sudden, a painting caught my attention, it was an oil painting, and the size was not small. The above depiction is supposed to be a scene in the desert. The sand dunes are endless, and the sun sets in the west, and the sun spreads down, forming a wonderful light and shadow. And in the flat area between the sand dunes, there are some ruins of an ancient city. Some ruins stand in this wonderful light and shadow, which plays a role in the finishing touch.

The author of this painting is very good at the composition of the work and the use of color. At first glance, I felt a sense of déjà vu. So, I unconsciously approached the painting and took a closer look, and soon I knew what was causing me to feel this way. Because, deep in the ruins of the ruined ruins in the picture, I saw an inconspicuous stone tower, and this tower was completely black, giving people a strange feeling.

The black stone tower, this thing impressed me too deeply, Kong Xue, the second uncle, and Shi Tao and I were almost trapped and died under the stone tower. The scene on this painting is completely consistent with the situation I have seen about the ruins of the ancient Acropolis of Shan Huan.

This discovery shocked my heart, the ruins of the Acropolis of Shan Huan are located in the most central hinterland area of the Gurbantunggut Desert, which is very dangerous and absolutely difficult for ordinary people to set foot in, so how did the author of this painting draw it!

I was curious to walk into the studio, where a middle-aged man with glasses was painting an ink landscape on a table. When he saw me walk in, he took his pen and smiled, "How about it, this boss, which painting are you interested in?" ”

I pointed to the painting I was looking at and asked, "Did you draw this?" ”

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at it, and then shook his head, "No, this painting was put here by someone else to sell on behalf of others, if you are really interested, I can help you contact and ask." ”

I nodded, "Okay, excuse me, I'm very interested in this painting!" ”