The master drank a few glasses of wine, his face was red and his neck was thick.

"Boy, when your father was out of school, I also gave two hundred yuan, and now you are no exception, two hundred yuan! In a week's time, you have to give me a store facing the street in Chaotianmen, if you can do it, it means that you have the capital to base yourself in the Jinling antique world, if you can't do it, you will roll back, and never take revenge on me from now on. ”

I nodded almost without hesitation.

I know that the capital based in Chaotian Palace, in 10 years, I will want to set up a street storefront in Chaotianmen, and the starting price will not be less than 500,000, which is still the worst store in the market, and the kind of storefront with the highest number in the row is often millions of sky-high prices.

In a week, from 200 yuan to 500,000 yuan, it is almost an impossible task.

But in my Wu Yan's dictionary, there has never been a word to admit defeat and surrender, I have been practicing my skills for 16 years, isn't this day waiting for.

The head can be broken and the blood can be shed, and the blood feud of the Wu family cannot be avenged!

The next day, I packed my bags and took the train to Jinling.

When I was leaving, my master stuffed me with an envelope, saying that it was a letter sent to him by my father before he died, and asked me to go to Jinling to study it carefully.

That day, I saw for the first time that the corners of the master's eyes were moist, and the usually unusually stern master actually had red circles under his eyes, I sat in the window seat with a calm face, and after sixteen years of training, I had become a cold blade, and my goal and belief were extremely clear, converging into two words, revenge.

I remember that it was nine o'clock in the evening to Jinling, the cold wind of the number nine wind on the body like a knife, just out of the train station rushed up a few middle-aged women, asked me if I want to stay in the hotel, 100 yuan a night, the kind with a full set.

I took out all the change in my pocket, minus the money for the train ticket, a box of lunches and mineral water, and I still had 108 yuan and five cents on me.

In the end, I bought a bucket of instant noodles for five yuan and spent the night on a plastic chair at the train station.

Before dawn the next day, I took my luggage and went to Chaotian Palace, the place that haunted me with sleepless dreams for countless nights.

The scale of Chaotian Palace Antique City is far beyond my imagination.

The best location at the entrance of the middle gate is the shop market, which is the street shop mentioned by the master, mainly antique shops, pawn shops, and auction houses, selling porcelain, calligraphy and painting, jewelry and jade, and the business battle is quite formal.

The side doors on both sides correspond to the stall market of Chaotian Palace, the so-called stall market is the area where the stall is set up, the objects here can be miscellaneous, Qin bricks, Han tiles, Tang and Song Mingyue, as big as Qin Shi Huang's heirloom jade seal, as small as the child's red rope diapers can be found here.

As for the authenticity of the baby, that has to be another matter.

The first thing ordinary people Taobao picked up leaks was the store market in Zhongmen, and I only had more than 100 yuan left, and the price of buying a piece of porcelain in the store market was not enough, so I could only sweep the stalls on both sides.

It coincides with the antique morning market, the stall market of Chaotian Palace is very lively, at a glance, the black pressure is all the citizens who come to pick up the leakage and hunt for treasure, the stall owner collects the goods on the night before are back in the morning market, known as the morning market and the morning market, the early to turn over the saying.

The stall owners shouted enthusiastically one wave after another, and almost everyone shouted at each other.

"This boss! Come on, come on! Come and have a look at my shop! ”

As soon as I took two steps, I was greeted warmly, and a boss in a peaked cap pointed to his stall and shouted, "The goods I just bought last night have just been invited from my own field." ”

The boss is saying that it is a jargon, and it is actually an obscure statement that it was dug up from his own field, which means that it has just been dug out of the tomb, and the antique market has changed its word, saying that it was invited from his own field.

The boss took out a pair of golden candlesticks from the stall and said to me mysteriously: "The pure gold candlesticks carved dragons and phoenixes, how about the things of the late Qing Dynasty?" ”

I glanced at the candlestick, and suddenly I had a bottom in my heart, and I guess the boss saw that I was young and made me a little antique on the spot.

There are really few people in the ancient tombs who use gold candlesticks, most of them are mainly cast iron and bronze candlesticks, even if which local tyrant emperor used gold candlesticks, after years and hundreds of years of oxidation and precipitation, they are all blue and brown colors, the boss pair of candlesticks are clearly just brushed on the gold paint, the chamfer of the candlesticks has not had time to remove, a fake object at a glance.

"Little brother! Come and take a look at me, my new goods, Zheng Banqiao's "Yongzhu" and Tang Bohu's "Jiangnan Agricultural Map"! It's all good stuff! "A bald boss next to me beckoned me over.

I frowned and heard the sweat in my head, this boss is even more excessive, he probably doesn't know that the real work of "Yongzhu" is hidden in the cabinet of the National Museum, and "Jiangnan Agricultural Map" is collected in Yanjing Poly Auction House, what is his ability to invite these two national treasures to the stall at the same time?

I probably visited more than 10 stalls, almost nothing, summed up a rule, the scale of the Chaotianmen antique market is indeed large, there are many things, all varieties, and objects from 5,000 years up and down China can be found here.

But it's not easy to find an authentic piece of art on a stall, let alone find a leak here.

The boss who sets up a stall here to do business, one is counted as one, one is more than a monkey spirit, and there are so many authentic antiques, how can you pick up the leak casually.

I subconsciously touched my shriveled pocket, feeling a little empty in my heart, and promised my master that 200 yuan would be turned into 500,000, I am afraid that it is not as easy as I say.

"Heirloom baby! The heirloom treasures of the family are sold cheaply! Bosses, take a look! They are all treasures handed down from their ancestors, and they will be sold if they are given money! Give money and sell it! ”

I was about to go to another street when I heard a loud shout, and a peddler in a melon skin hat shouted right in front of me.

The boss was a middle-aged man in his early thirties, with a medium-sized build, dark skin, a big coat, and a melon skin hat that had the taste of an old Beijinger.

This is a stall specializing in selling boxes, the huge stall is full of all kinds of dazzling boxes, square, oval, triangular, diamond-shaped, box materials are also different, wooden boxes, silver boxes, copper boxes, rosewood, yellow pear everything.

My gaze rested on a black lacquer box on the edge of the stall.

This is a box, the box used by ancient women to hold rouge gouache, similar to the makeup box we see now, the box is rectangular as a whole, about the size of a normal person's palm, with two layers of small drawers up and down, with four copper pull rings.