The man was fat, and he was lifted up by He Zi'an by the back collar of his clothes, his face was dripping with muddy water, his ears were still blocked by muddy water, and he couldn't hear the sound of the outside world.

After He Zi'an realized it, he grabbed Fat Da's collar and shook it vigorously, and Fat Da was a lot more sober about it.

"Old, boss?" Fat Da then saw the faint candlelight from inside the door and saw He Zi'an's face.

"It's me, what did you do? How is it covered in blood... Well, how is paint. ”

He Zi'an saw clearly or smelled that the bright red on Fat Da's clothes was not blood, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then retracted his left hand.

Fat Da's face slammed into the puddle again.

He Zi'an got up silently, walked to the door and looked inside, then sat on the threshold, picked up the spicy hot in the bowl with his left hand and sent it to his mouth.

After a while, Fat Da got up by himself and said, "You didn't let me exercise in the thrift market, I asked a friend to borrow his family's old house, so as not to run back and forth, and give people rent for nothing." ”

"Well, what kind of red paint did you do on that big night?" He Zi'an asked.

"The front of the old house is Xiaoling Street, and the house has not been taken care of for too long and is dilapidated, so I will buy a bucket of paint and repaint it, who knows..."

Fat Da said and spoke, swallowing and spitting, and only under He Zi'an's gaze did he honestly confess that he was frightened by a mouse.

When He Zi'an heard this, his face swept away with embarrassment, and he thought that there was a woman in the room behind him, but now it seems that the scream was someone else's.

"You're afraid of rats when you burrow in the ground." He changed the subject.

Fat Da's face was frightened: "I look like a cat, and I suddenly ran to my feet, reminding me of my earlier ......"

"You're sure you didn't eat at night." He Zi'an got up and handed the spicy tang that he had eaten a few bites to Fat Da, turned around and entered the house, and said, "How much is the monthly rent?" ”

Fat Da followed up the house and said, "It's not cheap, it costs three hundred." ”

He Zi'an suspects that this residential area used to be called Zhaojia Village, and when it did not become a thrift market, the street on the other side of the house was the only commercial street in the village, with a width of three meters and a length of more than 300 meters, paved with bluestone.

Now it has become a part of the thrift market, not to mention anything else, just the stalls at night are the 'yin market' in Minhai, how can the rent be so cheap.

He turned around and squinted, "The owner of the house is digging graves?" ”

Fat Da closed the back door and nodded: "Well, he is basically not here, but it is stored as a warehouse, if you think it is inappropriate, I will find ...... tomorrow"

"No need." He Zi'an waved his hand and observed the space.

They were in the back hall of the house, with a kitchen on the right hand and a bedroom on the left, with a stone staircase in front, one of which was lit with red candles, and then the candlelight showed cobwebs all over the corner, one on top of the other.

"Tsk, how thick the dust, either it has not been inhabited for decades, or it is deliberate." He Zi'an touched the steps with his fingers, causing 'holes' to appear on the steps.

"Well, my friend was afraid of being targeted by thieves, so he deliberately poured dust."

"It's a great cleverness to put the stolen goods in the yin market." He Zi'an shook his head, then blew off his fingers and walked to the front hall with dust.

The corners of Fat Da's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head and followed silently.

The lobby is made to look like a shop, and it used to be a pharmacy, with a place to see a doctor on the left and a medicine shelf and medicine cabinet on the right, all made of solid wood.

He Zi'an swept his eyes by the candlelight of the white candle and complained: "The primary color white cherry wood, the market price is not low, you actually want to paint red." ”

"Impossible." Fat Da looked stunned behind He Zi'an, and said, "I have checked it, it is an ordinary pine and cypress." ”

He Zi'an stretched out his hand and patted the medicine cabinet and said: "The assembled medicine cabinet is three meters long and one meter high, and one-third of the area is white cherry wood, because the material of the two is almost the same, so it is easy to look away." ”

Fat Da stepped forward to caress it, but he still didn't notice the difference for a long time.

He Zi'an couldn't stand it, tapped the countertop with his fingers, and said, "This place is the white cherry tree, listen carefully." ”

Fat Da followed to remember the sound, and then knocked on other positions, and soon noticed the difference, looked up and said: "The former is more dull, it feels like soaking in water, and the latter is more brisk, my identification is correct?" ”

He Zi'an nodded and said: "In fact, white cherry wood is white pine wood, which was soaked in a special liquid by insiders in the middle of the Ming Dynasty to make the bottom plate of the coffin to prevent tomb robbers from digging. ”

"That's not right." Fat Da frowned and said, "Isn't it used for organs?" ”

"Before the Qin and Han dynasties, the ancestors of the southwest region liked to set up a lattice in the coffin to place funeral goods to prevent theft, and the white cherry wood was made by them, and the anti-embalming strength was very high.

"I bought this with my teammates before, and put it in the store to pretend to be, is it ......" Fat Da's eyes lit up as he looked at the medicine cabinet.

"Stop dreaming." He Zi'an knocked on the medicine cabinet again and said, "The thickness of the sound is much worse than that of the ancestors, at most, it was buried in the Daoguang period, and it is worth five hundred yuan." ”

Is a table worth five hundred less?

Fat Da was a little stunned, the basic salary of the delivery worker in the intermediary was only three hundred, and then he thought of the day before yesterday, the eight hundred yuan Fengchi wine can, the boss said that he would send it, that is, he was relieved.

"The boss is amazing, I still have to learn more from you."

"Don't talk about those useless ones." He Zi'an looked around and said, "You contact a friend, sign a lease contract with him, and use this place as a temporary store before our antique store officially opens, and gather the required funds." ”

Fat Da explained that his friend received a new order from outside the province yesterday, which is said to be a big tomb, and he is lucky to be able to come back in two months.

He Zi'an thought about it for a while, and felt that he would probably be able to raise enough funds in two months to buy the shop on Linjiang Street, so he gave up signing the contract and instead thought about how to quickly find antiques to fill the shelves.

Fat Da probably guessed what he was thinking, so he boldly proposed: "Not all in the circle are ten false and one true, can we ......"

"What should I do......" He Zi'an lowered his head and touched his chin in thought.

Xiaoling Street during the day is a department store street for the general public, opening an antique store is similar to waiting to starve to death, and at night it belongs to the yin market to make money, but he has to accompany his wife at home and can't come often.

Fat Da didn't dare to disturb.

"I almost forgot."

He suddenly came to his senses, and rented a warehouse from the beginning, in order to build a stronghold and collect the goods released by the new boss after the fall of the boss of the Black Dragon Gang, as long as the antique store does not lose money, what is unacceptable.

"Starting tomorrow, I'll go and buy some similar goods for you to practice." He makes a decision.

Fat Da also knew his ability, he didn't have any objections, pointed to the closed door, and said: "Boss, I just heard that the red scorpion came to Minhai in the afternoon, and I went to buy paint an hour ago, and I encountered a few non-local accents, it seems that it can't be wrong, let's go to the Yin City to shop?" ”

"Go." He Zi'an nodded back.