After He Zi'an's confident words, in addition to the street vendors who came to support the ground, the people who were close to him also cast curious glances.

Zhou Bo didn't let everyone wait for a long time, and in response to He Zi'an's words, he replied with a sneer: "If you have real skills, you will know if you participate in my small competition." ”

"Ahh I get it. He Zi'an said suddenly.

The former vendor immediately answered: "Can you understand a fart, do you know where Zhou Gongzi came from?" Tell you, he is the assistant of the first person in Minhai antiques, and he invited you to participate in the competition, it is your ancestral tomb that is smoking, what are you waiting for if you don't hurry up. ”

"You can really do it, but if you earn 1,800, you will treat people as offerings." He Zi'an directly dismantled the stage.

The front stall snorted coldly: "Master, I am a person who doesn't know how to pretend to understand, so I'm here to tear my face." ”

"I think eighty percent of me mentioned a Central Plains accent, so you have to come over and be embarrassed." He Zi'an continued.

Hearing this, the former vendor jumped and rolled up his sleeves.

"Everyone, peace is precious." Hawkers with distinctive looks persuade.

"I'll see you in half an hour, I don't know what I mean, I can ask someone." Zhou Bo's goal was achieved, and he left the house.

The front vendor hurried to follow.

The other people who were watching the excitement around saw that there was no excitement, and they all retracted their eyes with lost expressions.

At this time, the vendor with a distinctive appearance followed the figure of Zhou Bo leaving, and said, "Little brother has a holiday with him?" ”

"He's jealous that I have the air of an emperor." He Zi'an squatted down and smiled.

The vendor turned his gaze back and said, "As a closed disciple of Huang Xianghe, he is only twenty-five years old, and his potential is unlimited, so there is no need to be jealous of people of similar age." ”

"My name is Wang Yunfei." He Zi'an was talking nonsense while looking at the objects on the ground.

"I was present at the Quanxiu Pavilion auction a few days ago, and although I could only look at the third floor from the hall, I still remembered Mr. Yunfei's appearance."

"My brother is amazing, I can afford to buy tickets, I don't have that ability."

"You kid, haha... To tell you the truth, I suspect you're him, after all, you're so confident. The vendor grinned loudly, making the already distinctive facial features even more eye-catching.

He Zi'an looked up and saw that he was fortunate enough not to laugh, and he asked, "Brother is so interesting, I want to make friends with you." ”

"My name is Friday." Vendor Road.

"Didn't you, did you have plastic surgery later?" He Zi'an looked stunned, and observed the other party's appearance very seriously.

Friday was a little uncomfortable, and quickly said, "It's almost okay." ”

"Oh, my name is Ren Daliang." He Zi'an changed the subject.

"Hello." Friday bowed his head and pointed to the object and said: "For the sake of you and me, I will tell you the truth, the price of these five objects ranges from one hundred to three hundred, and I will give you one if I don't dislike it." ”

Hearing this, He Zi'an took out three hundred yuan from his pocket and said, "One yard is one yard, I can't take advantage of my brother." ”

On Friday, he took the money without pretentiousness, and then pointed out the most expensive of the five stalls.

He Zi'an chose the rightmost one, lifted it up and picked up the mud, and said: "Brother, you didn't even stand on Zhou Bo's side just now, he is your cousin." ”

Friday was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "The Zhou family has weird facial features for me, and it's normal for you to know me." ”

It is not known what the original surname of the Zhou family was, but they changed their surname to Zhou during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, and for hundreds of years after that, they were the best at restoring ancient paintings in the northwestern provinces and regions, and they would also make brushes, yellow rice paper and other big families.

Now there are hundreds of mouths in the main vein alone, and they still inherit the ancestral industry.

Friday's real name, abandoned with the fighting spirit of the family, since then registered on the ID card as the fifth among his peers, and now he has no fixed residence, and is good at identifying jade and ancient paintings.

In He Zi'an's previous life and Friday, he only met ten times from the realization of rebirth for more than ten years, two of which were in the grave, and he experienced a very exciting experience, so the relationship was very good.

At this time, he broke off one-third of the dirt on the surface of the object in his hand.

"It feels like it's very small."

At the beginning, the volume of the object is only half the size of a head, for example, the soil in other areas is also up to five centimeters thick, and the real volume of the object inside should be reduced by at least half.

"There's no hurry, the value of an object is never measured by volume." Friday laughed.

He Zi'an did not respond and continued to break the soil.

The size of the object is visible to the naked eye and is revealed.

Although the surface is still covered with mud, a lot of information can be distinguished, the material of the object is bronze, the degree of oxidation reaction is very light, it is a bronze mirror with a phoenix bird relief.

"Ming imitation Han bronze mirror?" Friday guess.

"Why does my brother think so?" He Zi'an lowered his head and continued to clean up the remaining clods of soil.

Friday explained that the items collected earlier were not picked randomly, and the one in He Zi'an's hand was claimed by the stall owner to have just dug up from a Ming Dynasty tomb in the Hanzhou area.

At this time, the soil on the surface of the object is basically cleaned up, and the appearance can be seen clearly.

The bronze mirror is the size of the palm, and in the eyes of the naked eye, it is a perfect circle without a handle.

The relief on the mirror is the back, with the main body of the phoenix rising towards the sky, and the long tail turns around the edge to the front, and then returns to the north and falls at the bottom.

"The area is too small, not like a boudoir, more like a sacrificial use." Friday while observing and guessing.

"It was for the priests." He Zi'an took the bronze mirror and turned it over, and his tone was very determined.

Curious on Friday.

"In ancient times, there was a tribe called Jiufeng in the mountains on the edge of Hanzhou, that is, on the edge of today's Sichuan, which is said to be the descendants of the nobles of the Chu State, and has been worshipping the phoenix bird totem for generations." He Zi'an said while observing the mechanism of relief patterns.

"The south is mountainous, it has been a holy place for refugees since ancient times, piles and piles, there is no shortage of powerful ancestors, and the objects produced are not loved by many people to collect, so the little brother will suffer."

When Friday speaks, his eyes clearly reveal something else.

"Not necessarily." He Zi'an felt it, suddenly raised his head and squinted his eyes, "Brother, do you know a person named Hong Chaosi?" ”

"One of the first losers in the battle for the country at the end of the Yuan Dynasty!"

"That's him." He Zi'an nodded.

"Impossible." Friday frowned and said: "His starting place is in Huguang, and the direction of his last escape is also Yunnan, at that time it was still the ancient kingdom of Dali of the Duan family, and a few days ago there was a broken book in the circle, and there happened to be a relevant record of this person." ”

"It's just a secondary." He Zi'an explained carefully, "Hong Chaosi was born in a small place in Suizhou, and there was not much left of the good land in his family, and he was robbed by a businessman and the government......

In order to take revenge, Hong Chaosi sold his wife's dowry to raise money to pull up a group of people, and just set off to encounter the chaos at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the revenge process was unexpectedly smooth, and the people's hearts were bigger, and he took his younger brothers to burn and loot.

However, there are still many deficiencies in ability, I don't understand the current situation and don't want to fight for the world, I just want to be a soil emperor, and it didn't take long for the princes in the east to target him, and he was so scared that he packed up the treasures he snatched, and took his confidants to the west, and wanted to go to the west to seek refuge in the emperor Ming Yuzhen of the Great Xia Kingdom.

Halfway through, there was a torrential rain, and the team of several hundred people was forced to disperse.

Hong Chaosi carried a small group of troops who grabbed property and ran all the way to Maling Valley in the south of Hanzhou.

There are people who fled earlier in Maling Valley gathered into a village, and there is a girl from an official family who looks like the country and knows poetry, books, etiquette and music.

Hong Chaosi fell in love with others at a glance, and he didn't care about the scattered younger brothers, so he settled in Maling Valley.

"Do you know who that official girl is?" He Zi settled down and asked.