Chapter 22

In the afternoon, Tang Hao went to the medicine market.

He bought a lot of herbs once in ten times.

"Shennong Jing" records all ancient names. Up to now, the names have long changed and are difficult to find. Moreover, some have long been extinct. After a few rounds, Tang Hao found more than 20 kinds.

Fortunately, there are all the main medicines, but only some auxiliary medicines, which can be replaced by other medicinal materials.

He bought some medicinal materials to replace, and then went to buy Ganoderma lucidum and other medicinal materials, stuffed his backpack.

He rode out of the medicine market on a small three wheel and was ready to go back to Tangjia village.

Next to the medicine market is the antique street.

When I passed there, suddenly I heard someone shouting, "little brother Tang!"

Tang Hao was stunned. He thought he had heard wrong. When he turned around, he saw that a black car stopped not far away. Then the window rolled down and a head came out. It was ma Jiuye.

"It's the ninth master! What a coincidence!"

Tang Hao said.

"Yes! What a coincidence! Brother Tang, have you just come out of the herbal medicine market?" Ma Jiuye said.

"Yes!"

Ma Jiuye smiled, pondered a little and said, "little brother Tang, it's rare to have such a coincidence. Do you want to have a long experience with me?"

Tang Hao was slightly stunned.

I wanted to refuse, but on second thought, antiques is quite mysterious and maybe interesting. Anyway, there's nothing urgent. It's OK to go and have a look.

"Good!" Tang Hao nodded and agreed.

Ma Jiuye said with a smile: "then, little brother Tang, just follow up. It's not far away." With that, the car drove slowly and stopped next to the antique street.

Ma Jiuye got out of the car. He was dressed in Tang Dynasty and looked hale and hearty.

Then the driver got out of the car. He was a middle-aged man in his forties.

"This is the dog, Ma Wenyuan. This one is the little brother Tang I mentioned earlier." Ma Jiuye said.

"It's the great doctor of Tang, disrespectful! Disrespectful!"

Ma Wenyuan is as elegant and gentle as Ma Jiuye.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Tang Hao hurried.

"Brother Tang, let's go!" Ma Jiuye took the lead. "There's just a fair today. I'll show you."

"Fair? Ghost market?"

Ma Jiuye chuckled, "no! You'll know later."

Tang Hao was silent and followed the ninth master.

Along the antique street, after a while, I came to a shop. After entering the store, someone came out. When he saw the ninth master, he respectfully called out, "Ninth master!"

The ninth master nodded, walked forward, passed through a door and entered.

Inside is a corridor, winding, walked for a while, entered a hall.

The hall was a little dark. There were a circle of tables around and stools in the middle. At the moment, many people were sitting. Seeing the ninth master coming in, they all got up and called.

"Sit down!" The ninth master waved his hand.

Seeing Tang Hao behind the ninth master, someone smiled and said, "yo! Ninth master, I was born to practice?"

The ninth master smiled and said, "no, this little brother is not in this line. He just brought him a long experience."

The man gave a cry and took back his eyes.

"Sit down!"

The ninth master took Tang Hao and took a seat. He took out a pocket watch and looked at it. He said, "it's about to start."

After waiting for a moment, several more people came. They were all dressed in Tang Dynasty. The leader was a thin man in his fifties, with two skimmed moustaches and some eyes of thieves.

He swaggered up and saw the ninth master and shouted, "yo! The ninth master is coming!"

As soon as he spoke, he exposed the golden tooth in his mouth.

The ninth master frowned, as if he didn't like the man, and said coldly, "shopkeeper Zhou!"

"Ninth master, please give me more advice this time!"

Although the shopkeeper said so this week, there was no respect in his tone, but a bit of banter.

Tang Hao also saw that these two people were afraid to be enemies.

"Who is he?" Tang Hao whispered to Ma Wenyuan.

"His surname is Zhou and his nickname is big tooth. His shop has been fighting with my family for more than ten years." Marvin traveled a long way.

Tang Hao nodded suddenly.

After a while, suddenly, a light on the top of my head came on. From the inner hall, a group of people came out, dressed in black, each holding something, covered with black cloth, and placed it on the surrounding tables in turn.

"Here we go!" Jiuye road.

After the arrangement, those people uncovered the black cloth and revealed pieces of cultural relics. There are various types, including terracotta figures, calligraphy and painting, jade and so on.

On the count, there are twenty-five pieces in all.

Some are antique, while others are stained with some soil, as if they had just been unearthed.

"These things are collected by those who shovel the land and sold to us who open antique shops. You see, the people here are the owners of major antique shops on the street."

Ma Wenyuan whispered.

Tang Hao was stunned. "What is shoveling land?"

He didn't lower his voice. Everyone heard it. It's not surprising that the antique shopkeepers knew that Tang Hao was not a professional, but that Zhou Daya glanced and smiled.

"Why is there a blind bear? I said, Ninth master, you can't be a young man!"

The ninth Master said expressionless, "this little brother is not a professional. I just brought him to see it." Then he walked aside and focused on a porcelain bowl.

"This shovel of land is people who don't open shops and go to the countryside to collect goods. Others simply receive goods from the local master." Marvin traveled a long way.

Tang Hao nodded and looked suddenly.

He also knows that tufuzi refers to those who steal ancient tombs.

Tang Hao was so curious that he couldn't stop looking around.

Looking at it, suddenly, he frowned, but he found that these cultural relics were strange. There seemed to be a breath lingering on each piece, either light or thick, and each piece was different.

Standing far away, he could not feel it, but as soon as he approached, he could feel it.

Touch it with your hand, and the feeling will be clearer.

"By the way, these antiques have been around for a long time. Over time, they naturally condense a little gas. The longer they live, the stronger the gas should be."

After pondering for a moment, Tang Hao understood.

At this time, the ninth master picked up the porcelain bowl in front of him, looked at it carefully, put it down and said, "I'll pay 150000 for this!"

Hearing the ninth master's bid, others gathered around one after another, looked at it, and several people bid.

"I'll pay 160000!"

"I'll pay 170000!"

"I'll pay 200000!" Zhou Daya shouted and squeezed in.

The ninth master's face changed slightly. He looked at Zhou Daya coldly and said, "here you are!"

"Ha ha! Ninth master, accept, accept!" Zhou Daya smiled happily, picked up the porcelain bowl and looked at it. He said, "the goods of the official kiln in the late Qing Dynasty are slightly inferior, but they can still sell at a good price."

As soon as Zhou Daya made a noise, the others were silent. This porcelain bowl fell into his bag.