In the past few days, Di Ying has been taking Peng Liang around the mountains. Every time he saw a ancestral temple, he asked Peng Liang to investigate, but all he found were only guards and no other people.
Same as empty.
It’s still an empty Jinwowo.
Di Ying also guarded the mountain road to see who was going up the mountain to those places, but he didn't catch anyone.
Did you guess wrong?
Or have those people restrained themselves?
It’s Chinese New Year, why don’t you indulge a little? Why did you change your gender? Why are you guarding yourself like a thief?
Di Ying was a little annoyed.
He stuffed the root grass into his mouth, chewed it for a while, spit it out, and went back to Hangzhou.
…
There are some antique shops in the city.
The dazzling array of antiques in the shop dazzles people as soon as they enter, making it difficult to distinguish the items, let alone the authenticity.
However, this phenomenon is normal.
And some antique shops are full of fakes, the kind that are so fake that they don't even put any thought into them, and they are just displayed in such a big way.
Such shops are naturally deserted, but what's strange is that there are quite a few of them, and the shopkeeper doesn't look at all anxious.
In the "Zhongxin Antique Shop", the shopkeeper was dozing off until someone knocked on the counter and woke him up.
Without opening his eyes, the shopkeeper casually pushed the tray with the Four Treasures of the Study on his right hand side and said, "Look at it and choose whatever you want. There are price tags on the backs of calligraphy and paintings and inside vases.
The price is clear and fair. Just pay the bill, write down what you want to do with the items, and then leave. Come back in three days and wait for news. "
When Di Ying heard what the shopkeeper said, she raised her eyebrows slightly.
He originally thought this kind of store was quite strange, so he came in to take a look. But what does it feel like now?
The charter of the killer organization?
He walked aside with great interest and looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, which looked like children's graffiti.
Behind a painting that looks like a cat and a tiger, there is a book-sized piece of paper stuck across the side, which reads: 10,000 taels;
On the back of a piece of calligraphy that looks like regular script and grass, written on the paper is: 50,000 taels;
In a vase that was too rough to even look at, the paper that was pulled out read: 100,000 taels;
There is also an exaggerated sword, with a piece of paper stuck on the sword stand marked: 500,000 taels.
Di Ying's eyebrows were raised higher and higher.
When he saw a dark teapot marked 1 million taels, Di Ying's hands shook, and he couldn't help but give the thing to him.
After hearing the "clicking" noise, the shopkeeper, who was sleeping soundly, muttered without raising his head: "There are guys cleaning, don't worry about it."
Di Ying: "..."
He thought for a moment, then went over and patted the counter, shouting three words: "Zang Zhongsheng!"
The shopkeeper jumped up excitedly and yelled back: "What are you shouting for? What are you shouting for? What are you shouting for? Who are you calling and you dare to shout? Is that what you can shout?"
Are you tired of living? Do you understand the rules? You ask him to do errands and buy things honestly, don’t you understand this? "
"Huh? Looking for help? Didn't you pay to kill him?" Di Ying took two steps back and asked in shock and confusion.
Shopkeeper: "...where did you come from? Are you looking for death? Get out, otherwise I will kill you now and give it away for nothing!"
When Peng Liang heard this, he slapped it on the counter.
The counter exploded into pieces with a bang.
The shopkeeper was so frightened that he jumped far away to one side with an "ouch" sound.
Pointing at, no, it was the two people who had just scared him, they quickly retracted their fingers, fanned the wood ash in front of their eyes, and asked tremblingly: "What on earth do you want to do? This is not a place for you to run wild."
This attitude?
Cowardly on one side and sideways on the other?
How confident is this shopkeeper?
Di Ying stretched out a finger, pointed at it and said: "Come here, come here, tell me: How much silver do I need to apply for a Hangzhou household registration?"
When the shopkeeper heard this, he took a deep breath, put his hands on his hips and glared: "Since you are here to do something, why are you talking nonsense?! Okay, leave your name, buy another 5,000 taels of calligraphy and painting, and pick it up in three days!" "
After saying that, he muttered again: "You are still so fierce when asking for help."
When Di Ying heard the price mentioned by the other party, she twitched her lips and asked one more question: "I want to buy an official job. How much money do I need?"
The shopkeeper now really suspected that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble. Just when he was about to get angry, he saw the broken wood in front of his feet, which finally suppressed his anger.
He walked to the treasure shelf, pointed at the items on it and said, "This row is the price for buying an official with a false title; this row is the price for buying an official with a real position. Official positions range from ninth to fourth grade.
It's just that the waiting time doesn't matter. You can pay in silver, banknotes, or gold. But it has to be paid in one lump sum. If you want to quickly add money, double it. "
Di Ying went over to take a look, and picked up an item representing a fourth-grade, official official. When he looked at the price, he saw, well, 5 million taels.
"You are really an innocent child. But you want me to give you this? What if you don't do anything with the money and don't acknowledge the debt?"
With that said, he put the things back and turned around to leave.
When the shopkeeper saw what he was carrying, his eyes immediately rolled, and he realized that a big deal was coming to his door. He quickly stopped him and said, "Don't leave, you have to find out first, don't you?"
After saying that, he ran to the row of bookcases behind the counter and against the wall. He turned his back to the customer, fiddled with it and took out a receipt.
Pointing to the words on the receipt, he said again: "Look, this is the signature of our governor. For transactions involving more than one million taels of silver, we will give you a cash receipt and we will never take your money in vain.
As for saying it can't be done? You are not joking. Don’t you know who our governor is? He is a man who knows everything, so buy with confidence! "
Di Ying grabbed the receipt.
The shopkeeper wasn't angry or anxious, and just watched him check the slip, without any worry that he would take it away.
Di Ying understood: The shopkeeper must stamp something on the receipt after collecting the money for it to take effect.
However, he didn't return it to the shopkeeper. Instead, he put it in his sleeve pocket, turned around and said, "I've lost my fortune and changed my fortune to become an official. I have to find someone to verify the authenticity."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he curled up his lips with a look of disdain.
Disdainful of the other party's stinginess, but not stopping him, he just watched the other party take the note away.
Then he looked back at his broken counter and the items on the counter that had been smashed to pieces. He casually called to the waiter: "Go and order another one."
His master's family has a big business and doesn't care about this small loss.
After Di Ying walked out of the door, she went to another "Jin Xin Antique Shop" with a gloomy expression.
Without damaging other people's belongings or arguing with anyone, I successfully received the highest value: a receipt of 1 million taels for a fifth-grade military official.
Then the next one: "Gexin Antique Shop".
