Wang Qiang really likes cars.
I just couldn’t put it down when I took the new car on the road, but the territory of southern Xinjiang is so damn big, no wonder online purchases don’t come with free shipping.
The two drove eastward from Urumqi for a whole day and night before finally arriving at another provincial capital city - Jincheng.
Lin Yi was very tired along the way, but Wang Qiang and Wukong were extremely happy.
Wang Qiang himself likes to drive, and especially enjoys the feeling of freely galloping on the road.
Especially now, I don’t have to worry about food and drink, and unlike my elder brother Abdul, I don’t have the burden of family.
Wukong was even more excited. His little eyes looked around and everything he saw was new.
"Nothing can stop me from yearning for freedom! Why do you think Xu Wei's songs are so good!"
Wang Qiang hummed a few words, reluctantly locking the car door.
I found a beef noodle restaurant nearby.
I think back when they were still working as a small agency, the beef noodle shop next door was their only choice for lunch.
Because that noodle shop can add noodles for free.
It's different now.
As soon as Wang Qiang sat down, he ordered a pound of beef and twenty tea eggs.
I ordered all the food I could add on site one by one.
Lin Yi was stunned when he saw it.
"Are you a starving Tuosheng? Order so many?"
Wang Qiang pretended to be mysterious and replied:
"Isn't that what you said? We have to act like a poor man suddenly becomes rich so as not to arouse suspicion?"
"But you're overacting, aren't you? Come to eat beef noodles and you don't even bring some noodles?"
"What's going on? Today, I can't live with it. I have to change my habit of eating carbohydrates. I can still feel full if I eat beef!"
With that said, Wang Qiang picked up a few large pieces of beef and stuffed it into his mouth.
Lin Yi was also very hungry, so he simply ate with him.
After having enough wine and food, the two took Wukong back to the hotel to rest.
Wang Qiang, who had just insisted that he was not tired at all and could fuck all the way to Xijing, started snoring when he touched the pillow, which made the ceiling peel off.
Wukong fell asleep on the sofa.
Lin Yi touched a pack of cigarettes, ran to the balcony alone, lit one, took out the bronze cube from his pocket, and studied it with the faint light.
Judging from the leather shell, material and decoration of this thing, it is definitely a real thing.
But the patterns on each of the six sides of this thing are different, and they are not complete.
It gives the impression that it is just part of a complete picture.
Is it possible that this is really a Rubik's Cube made by those skilled craftsmen in the past?
In addition to this thing, there is also the piece of ice crystal he took out from the mouth of a certain Jingjue Queen.
It has been on my body for such a long time, but it has not melted. There are only some small water droplets condensed in the bottle.
And even though it was separated by a layer of glass, I didn't even feel the coldness. When I uncorked the bottle, a chill instantly filled the surrounding area.
Lin Yi quickly pushed the plug back in.
Even with his "golden eye", he couldn't see the origin of this thing. It must be a purely natural thing without any trace of artificial intervention.
And it does not fall into the category of traditional gemstones.
Perhaps only academician Zhou, a master of geology, can know the origin of this thing.
The spotlight is on now, so let’s take it first.
After resting for a night, we walked around Jincheng city again the next day and bought some local specialties to take with us.
The group of people drove slowly and arrived in Xijing before dark.
Because according to netizens in the live broadcast room, there is a "ghost market" in Xiaodongmen, the old city of Xijing, every early morning.
The so-called "ghost market" is a place where illegal contraband was traded in the past when market operations were not standardized, such as stolen goods, obvious weapons, fakes and other items of unknown origin.
Until now, such markets still exist in many cities, but they are basically just a gimmick to deceive people.
But the ghost market in Xijing is different.
Everyone knows that the emperor is buried in the loess of Xijing.
The ancient capital of thirteen dynasties witnessed the prosperity of Zhou, Qin, Han and Tang dynasties.
There are countless Han tombs around, not to mention a circle of Tang tombs. Countless tomb robbers have been hanging around here all year round, and they have indeed unearthed a lot of good things.
The ghost market at that time was the best place for them to sell stolen goods.
I heard from friends in the live broadcast room that someone bought terracotta warriors and horses in the ghost market in Xijing.
The ghost markets in other cities don’t have any good stuff, but the ghost market in Xijing doesn’t have any real stuff, so you won’t believe the ghosts!
Lin Yi chose to place his first stop at the ghost market in Xijing for another important reason: you don’t have to show your face when visiting the ghost market.
When they go to a place like this now, they have to keep a low profile.
If you want to catch leaks, you have to keep a low profile.
In the past, ghost market transactions consisted of spreading a doily on the ground and placing the items you wanted to sell on it.
I lit a kerosene lamp in front of me, deliberately keeping the wick unclear.
If you like something, you have to be careful about it.
First, they don’t ask about the origin of the goods, secondly, they don’t ask about the authenticity of the goods, and thirdly, they don’t ask about the warranty after the sale.
The test is the buyer’s vision.
Whatever you like, you think it's suitable, the two parties will negotiate a price, pay one hand and deliver the goods.
The transaction is settled, no one should blame anyone.
It’s obvious that you are not a good buyer.
If you miss something, that's your job.
Lin Yi and his party drove into Xijing City and went to the mall to change their outfits.
Wukong was so arrogant when he walked around the market that he bought a cat bag to put it in, and then wandered around among the tourists.
Eating and drinking until midnight.
The two of them took a motorcycle and headed straight to Xiaodongmen.
Around one o'clock in the morning, people were already coming out to occupy stalls under the city wall, and the lights were still dim.
What's different is that every buyer who visits the ghost market now has an LED flashlight and can clearly see the bricks and tiles of Qin and Han Dynasties, jades and jade, gold, silver and porcelain.
Moreover, now that everyone has a mobile phone, they can check things they don’t understand on the Internet, so the chance of getting into trouble is much smaller.
However, when Lin Yi looked around, he saw that they were all ordinary stalls, no different from ordinary grocery markets.
Just reading and playing, bracelets and the like occupy a large area.
There are all kinds of miscellaneous "antiques".
Tang Sancai, bronze mirrors, tiles, jade, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, all have obvious signs of distress.
"Along the River During the Qingming Festival" and "Lanting Preface" are simply insulting people's IQ.
Especially the bronze mirror, with the car marks on it clearly visible, the old man dared to ask for 80,000 yuan as soon as he opened his mouth.
All I can say is that this ghost market is just for fooling ghosts.
However, there are also a lot of real things, mostly coins.
Something like the Han Five Baht has to be weighed, because the quantity in existence is so large that it cannot be sold at a high price.
It's in good condition and has some collectible value.
Lin Yi was quite disappointed after walking around.
It's normal when you think about it. If you can really buy something extraordinary in this ghost market now, then there will really be a ghost.
(End of chapter)
