Chapter 22 Antique Market

In the afternoon, Tang Hao went to the medicinal herbs market.

This time, he wants to buy a lot of medicinal materials, and there are about 30 kinds in total.

The "Shen Nong Jing" records all ancient names. Now, the names have long been changed, and it is not easy to find them. Moreover, some of them have long since become extinct. After a few laps, Tang Hao found about 20 species.

Fortunately, there are both main medicines, and the only difference is some auxiliary medicines, which can be replaced by other medicinal materials.

He bought some medicinal herbs to substitute, and then went to buy medicinal herbs such as Ganoderma lucidum, stuffing his backpack.

He rode a small tricycle and left the medicinal material market, preparing to go back to Tangjia Village.

Next to the medicinal materials market, is the antique street.

When passing there, suddenly, someone shouted from the side, "Brother Tang!"

Tang Hao was stunned for a while, thinking he heard it wrong, turned around and saw a black car stopped not far away. Then the car window rolled down, and a head stuck out, it was Ma Jiuye.

"It's Master Jiu! What a coincidence!"

Tang Hao said.

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

"yes!"

Ma Jiuye smiled, pondered for a while, and said, "Brother Tang, it's a rare coincidence, do you want to learn more with me?"

Tang Hao was slightly startled.

I wanted to refuse, but then I thought about it, the antiques industry is quite mysterious, maybe it is very interesting, anyway, there is nothing urgent, it is okay to go and see.

"Okay!" Tang Hao nodded and agreed.

Ma Jiuye smiled and said, "Then little brother Tang, just follow, it's not too far." After speaking, the car drove slowly and stopped beside the antique street.

Ma Jiuye got out of the car, dressed in a Tang suit, with a straight posture, and looked energetic.

Then, the driver got out of the car, 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 introduced.

"It turned out to be Tang Shenyi, disrespect! Disrespect!"

This Ma Wenyuan, just like Ma Jiuye, is elegant and gentle.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Tang Hao said hurriedly.

"Brother Tang, let's go!" Ma Jiuye took the lead, "There is a trade fair today, and I will take you to see and see."

"Fair fair? Ghost market?"

Ma Jiuye laughed, "No! You'll find out later."

Tang Hao didn't say anything, and followed Jiuye.

Going forward along the antique street, after a while, I came to a shop. After entering the store, someone came out and saw Jiuye, so he respectfully called out, "Jiuye!"

Jiuye nodded, walked forward, passed through a door, and entered inside.

Inside is a corridor, twisting and twisting, walking for a while, and entering a hall.

The hall was a little dark, with tables surrounded by tables and stools in the middle, and many people were sitting at the moment. When they saw Jiu Ye coming in, they all got up and called out.

"Sit down!" Jiuye waved his hand.

Seeing Tang Hao behind Jiuye, someone laughed and said, "Yo! Jiuye, did you bring your descendants to practice?"

Jiu Ye smiled and said: "No, this little brother is not in this industry, he just brought him to learn more."

The man snorted and looked away.

"sit down!"

Jiuye took Tang Hao and chose a seat to sit down. He took out a pocket watch, looked at it, and said, "It's about to start."

After waiting for a while, a few more people came, all in Tang suits, and the leader was a thin man in his fifties, with a two-character moustache and some snarky eyes.

He swaggered over, saw Jiuye, and shouted, "Yo! Jiuye, here we come!"

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

Jiuye frowned, as if he didn't like this person, and said coldly, "Shopkeeper Zhou!"

"Ninth Master,

Please give me more advice this time! "

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

Tang Hao also saw it, the two were afraid of each other.

"Who is he?" Tang Hao asked Ma Wenyuan in a low voice.

"His surname is Zhou, and his nickname is Da Ya. His shop is an old enemy of mine, and we have been fighting for more than ten years." Ma Wenyuan said.

Tang Hao nodded suddenly.

After a while, suddenly, the overhead light came on. From the inner hall, a group of people came out, all dressed in black, each holding an object, covering it with a black cloth, and placing it on the surrounding tables in turn.

"It's started!" Jiu Ye said.

After setting it up, those people lifted the black cloth, revealing pieces of cultural relics of various types, including pottery figurines, paintings and calligraphy, and jade wares.

Twenty-five in total.

Some are antique, and some are stained with some soil, as if they were just unearthed.

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

Ma Wenyuan whispered.

Tang Hao was startled, "What is shoveling land?"

He didn't lower his voice, everyone heard it, those antique shop owners knew that Tang Hao was not a professional, and it was not surprising, but Zhou Daya took a look and smiled.

"Why is there a blind bear, I said Jiuye, you can't do this after birth!"

Jiu Ye said with a blank expression: "This little brother is not from the industry, I just brought him to see." After speaking, he walked to the side, his eyes fixed on a porcelain bowl.

"This shovel of land is someone who doesn't open a shop and goes to the village to collect the goods. There are also people who simply receive the goods from the Tufuzi." Ma Wen said far away.

Tang Hao nodded, his face suddenly stunned.

He also knew that Tufuzi was someone who robbed ancient tombs.

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

Looking at it, suddenly, he frowned, but found that these cultural relics are a bit strange, each one seems to have a lingering air, whether it is light or strong, each one is different.

Standing farther away, he still can't feel it, but as soon as he gets closer, he can feel it.

When you touch it with your hand, the feeling is clearer.

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

After pondering for a moment, Tang Hao understood.

At this time, Jiuye picked up the porcelain bowl in front of him, looked at it carefully, put it down, and said, "I'll pay 150,000 for this thing!"

Hearing Jiu Ye's bid, the others gathered around one after another.

"I'll pay 160,000!"

"I'll pay 170,000!"

"I'll pay 200,000!" Zhou Daya shouted and squeezed in.

Jiuye's expression changed slightly, he gave Zhou Daya a cold look, and said, "Here it is for you!"

"Haha! Master Jiu, accept, accept!" Zhou Daya smiled happily, took a look at the porcelain bowl, and said, "The quality of the official kilns in the late Qing Dynasty is a little worse, but it can still sell for a good price."

As soon as Zhou Daya made a sound, the others were silent, and this porcelain bowl fell into his pocket.