Chapter 3: The Antiquities Plate
Walking on the street, Yang Feng had mixed feelings in his heart, now he has no job and no money, because all the divorce money was taken away by Lu Qingrong, and only the salary of more than 2,000 yuan that he just received was left, hey,... What should I do?
There are still a few days to pay the rent, and the daughter's living expenses have to be paid, so I have to find a job quickly. Otherwise, he and his daughter will be on the streets, because it is only three o'clock now, so there is still a little time before his daughter gets out of school, so Yang Feng followed the road towards the kindergarten to see if there was a suitable job for him, but he went all the way down. I haven't even found a hair, I can't help it, our pig's feet are a guy who hasn't even graduated from high school.
Yang Feng couldn't help but think that a joke in middle school was the most appropriate for his current situation, "It's terrible to be uneducated," at that time, he often laughed at others, but now it has reached the point where others are unwilling to laugh at him.
Yang Feng shouted inadvertently, "God, what's wrong with my surname Yang, you want to me like this." It's good that I didn't shout, otherwise everyone would have thought that there was a neuropathy haunting.
Before I knew it, it was time to pick up my daughter from school, and Yang Feng ran for a few minutes before he went to the kindergarten to sign.
Looking at his daughter's innocent appearance, Yang Feng's heart was as uncomfortable as a pinprick, but he still asked with a smile, "Xin'er, what did you learn today, are there any unbelievable words."
Xin'er also replied happily, the father and daughter happily went home, and after arriving home, Yang Feng turned into the kitchen and cooked her daughter's favorite meals, and Yang Xin'er also obediently did her homework first, and after doing it, she washed her hands and waited for the food to be served on the table.
After a while, the meal was ready, and there were still two dishes and one soup on the table, and it was almost time to finish. Yang Xin'er suddenly asked, "Dad, does Mom don't want us anymore, the classmates are saying that Xin'er will have no mother in the future and will leave with the rich." ”
Yang Feng looked at his daughter and suddenly felt very worried in his heart. also said helplessly, "Xin'er is good, and Dad, Dad will protect and take care of Xin'er, Xin'er has to be a strong girl, you know." Okay, Xin'er, let's eat quickly, and rest early after eating." After finishing speaking, I didn't dare to look at those innocent eyes.
Yang Feng, who quickly packed everything, also lay on the double bed where there had been countless crazy nights, but now he was alone, thinking about it, he thought about what happened last night.
I didn't have the heart to think about it after a busy day today, but now I think about it when I am free, I close my eyes, and a scene of last night's events appears in my mind, what ancestors, cultivation, and medical skills, all of which are extremely clear.
The Shangqing Dao Sutra in his mind is extremely obscure, and he can't understand it with Yang Feng's half-heartedness, but fortunately, his ancestors have a conscience, not only gave him exercises, but also indirectly helped him improve his intelligence.
The exercises are divided into five major stages, "practicing qi into the body, refining the body to produce refinement, refining and refining the spirit, refining the spirit to return to the void, and refining the void to merge the Tao." Ten small stages of "Qi Induction, Foundation Building, Bigu, Spiritual Silence, Jindan, Yuan Infant, Distraction, Integration, Mahayana, and Tribulation."
Medical skills are based on the heritage of thousands of years in China, and various classics "Of course, it is until the time of Qingyun Ancestor", which also has various acupuncture methods, as well as Qingyun's experience in curing diseases and saving people.
When Yang Feng finished sorting out the huge information in his head, it was almost dawn, and he went to the toilet and looked at himself in the mirror with a tired face.
Yang Feng thought about it, it was almost dawn, and he couldn't sleep much, so he simply meditated and ran the exercises to see if it would be useful, and then quickly entered the realm of the empty underworld, using the trace of heat generated last night to start from the dantian according to the exercises, and run along the meridians around the body, when three big Zhou Tian, Yang Feng felt as if he couldn't control the true qi, so he stopped.
Before dawn, Yang Feng, who had nothing to do, studied the exercises again, and the more he studied, the more excited he became.
Originally, what the exercise said was that when the first small stage can meet the needs of running nine great weeks a day, it will enter the next stage, and each stage is a multiple of the previous stage, that is, nine great weeks are needed for the Qi Drawing Realm, eighteen Great Weeks for the Foundation Building Realm, and so on.
Yang Feng, who had been excited for a while, also came to his senses at this time, although the ancestor of Qingyun gave me so many good things, but I couldn't use it, I didn't graduate from high school, and I couldn't get a doctor's qualification certificate.
Ay... No matter what, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and as long as people live, they will not starve to death. It's a big deal to take my daughter back to the countryside.
Then he made breakfast and sent his daughter to school, and then looked for a job, but for three days, he didn't find anything suitable for him to do, Yang Feng not only made a difficulty, but he had to pay the rent in two days, but what should I do, I knew that I wouldn't have contradicted Dai Tong's woman, and now my buddy was miserable.
Forget it, don't think about it yet, go from this side of the old street to the opposite side to see if there is a job.
Yang Feng didn't pay attention, he unconsciously walked to the street of the legendary antique market that can make people rich overnight, and looked at the dazzling array of old things on the street. Yang Feng is also full of emotion, how many people have lost half of their life savings here, and how many can really get rich overnight, why are the current people not real.
Just when he was about to go out of the street, an old man's stall had an item on a plate that attracted Yang Feng's attention, only to see that there was a faint blue light oozing out of this plate and a little sinister atmosphere, which was obviously an object unearthed from the ancient tomb.
Yang Feng walked up to the old man quietly and asked, "Uncle, how do you sell things here?"
The old man didn't look at Yang Feng and said, "Young man, you can't afford the things I have here, don't bother me." ”
Yang Feng pursed his lips and said, "Uncle, it seems that my vision is not good," why do you have something here...... Yang Feng didn't break it, because he had read some novels before, and they all seemed to be like this.
Only then did the old man look up at Yang Feng and said, "Young man, what do you want to do, this is not a fun place."
I know, Yang Feng pretended to take several items and asked the price, and also picked up the plate and asked, the plate actually cost 30,000 yuan, Yang Feng put it down after asking the price, and knew the probable thing in his heart.
Only then did he say slowly, "Uncle, is there any shortage of this plate?"
The old man looked at Yang Feng, then looked at the plate and said, "Twenty-eight thousand, you take it."
Yang Feng shook his head, and the old man also saw that Yang Feng wanted to bargain at this time.
"Young man. Then how much do you say", Yang Feng stretched out three fingers and compared them twice.
The old man almost jumped up when he saw it, damn it too hard, kill a hundred times, you and I are a mallet.
Yang Feng said unhurriedly, "Uncle, I am still very familiar with this street, who can say that my things are all true, I just see that your plate is not bad, buy it and put it on a good look, you really think I don't understand", after speaking, he got up and prepared to leave.
According to the price offered by the old man, it is impossible to buy and sell him, and his entire net worth is only more than 2,000, and he has to pay 800 rent, how can he buy this.
At this moment, the old man also gave up, knowing that he couldn't pit Yang Feng. He simply said, "So if you add some points, take it." Apparently the old man did not know that it was an unearthed antiquity.
"Okay, I'm adding fifty, and if I have more, I don't want it," Yang Feng said.
"Okay", the old man also pulled a bag on the ground and put the plate in.
Yang Feng was excited and thought, "Uncle, you don't lose this time, I will repay you in the future, I will sell this plate at a good price and invite you to eat steamed buns", but his face still looked like flesh, and he took out four big bills, and after the old man looked for money, Yang Feng walked out of the street as if nothing happened,
Fortunately, no one came out with him, and he walked a little way. Seeing the two people in front of him, he wanted to turn around and stagger away, but the other party seemed to see him too.
"Xiao Yang, is that you," Boss Zhou shouted in an uncertain voice.
Yang Feng turned around and asked, "Mr. Zhou, you have something."
Boss Zhou looked at Yang Feng and said with an embarrassed face, "What happened to Xiao Yang that day, I was sorry for you, but I couldn't afford to provoke that woman, Miss Dai's family is pinching my lifeline, I'm sorry for you, brother." Today I invite you to dinner, which is regarded as a confession. How"?
Yang Fenghu glanced at Boss Zhou suspiciously, he couldn't have imagined that a boss would apologize to the fired employee and invite him to dinner. That's not.
Yang Feng waved his hand and said, "Forget it after the matter is over, I don't have to go to the meal, I still have something to do." Let's go first", and I'm going to leave when I'm done.
The middle-aged man next to Boss Zhou suddenly said, "Little brother, did you buy something good in the antique market?"
Yang Feng glanced at the middle-aged man before saying, "I bought a plate, it should be a fake, it cost me hundreds, and when the middle-aged man heard this, he suddenly lost interest."
When Boss Zhou saw it, he hurriedly said, "Xiao Yang, if you don't show my friends, maybe it's a good thing,"
Yang Feng also handed the plate to the middle-aged man, because although he was sure that the plate was an antiquity and was pulled out of someone else's grave, he didn't know the dynasty and price, so it was better to listen to what others had to say.
The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw the plate, and looked at it carefully for a while before he said, "Little brother, if this thing is not transferred, I will pay 400,000 yuan."
This time it was Yang Feng's turn to be stunned, his mother could sell so much as soon as he changed hands, and Boss Zhou looked at this posture and said, "Xiao Yang, this Mr. Chen is a keen eye in the antique industry, and his estimate will not be wrong by 30,000 yuan."
Yang Feng also felt that it was okay when he heard it, Boss Zhou usually never told lies, except for timidity, everything else was good.
"Okay, since Mr. Zhou said so, then 400,000, the thing is for you." Something is given to you.
The middle-aged man also seemed very happy, "Said that since Mr. Zhou said that my valuation would not be 30,000, then I will make up 30,000, the little brother is also a real person, we can be regarded as acquaintances, today I am the east, invite the little brother and Mr. Zhou to have a light meal, how about it."
Yang Feng looked at the time, and it was about to be the end of school in half an hour, so he euphemistically said that he was going to pick up his daughter from school.
Boss Zhou interjected, "Otherwise, I will drive Xiao Yang to pick up the child, and Mr. Chen will go home first and put the plates away, and we will meet at the Binjiang Club Hotel in a while."
So the middle-aged man was not hypocritical, he wrote a check for Yang Feng for 430,000 yuan, and said goodbye to Yang Feng and Boss Zhou and left.
Yang Feng also went to the kindergarten in Boss Zhou's car, Yang Feng didn't think about it, damn, is it time for Lao Tzu to run. "Newcomers beg for flowers, votes, and rewards, gods, the officials are pitiful and poor Xiaofeng is still working hard to code words in the middle of the night when you sleep"