Taoism moves mountains

Chapter 66 The mighty young hero
  As the saying goes, acquaintance will come from your mouth. At home, you rely on your parents, and when you go out, you rely on your friends.

In the capital city, Jiang Yang had no friends, but if he sat in a tea house, ordered two pots of tea, chatted with others, and behaved well, he would make friends.

When he first arrived in the capital city, he didn't know where the antique trading shops were, so he could only rely on these familiar tea customers.

No, it’s really a big gain.

"Boss, treat all the friends here to a nice meal and drink. I've settled the bill." Jiang Yang placed a stack of silver dollars on the shopkeeper's table grandly, and then left with a smile.

Jiang Yang didn't wait long after hearing the news he wanted.

The guests in the teahouse were all curious about who this generous young boss was, who was so generous.

Jiang Yang called a rickshaw puller, told him the address he had found out, and then went straight to his destination.

Arriving at an antique old street, Jiang Yang finally saw the prosperity of the capital city.

People were coming and going, shouting everywhere, and it was very lively.

Jiang Yang walked into the old street and saw pawn shops, silver shops, as well as antique studios, study studios, and painting studios that specialize in collecting antiques.

Carrying calligraphy and painting on his back, he walked into a painting studio and took out a painting to the shopkeeper, but he kept a high degree of vigilance in his heart.

In fact, the shopkeeper in front of him, who was in his fifties, had a long beard hanging from the corners of his mouth and a cunning face.

"This painting is a real imitation. It's actually an imitation of "Peacock King Ming" by the great painter Wu Daozi. It's a bit interesting, but if it's fake, it's fake, and it's not worth it if it's realistic. Brother, for the sake of such a high degree of imitation. Come on, I'll take it for ten silver dollars." The old man in charge said with a sinister smile on his face.

【hehe! 】Jiang Yang was so angry that he almost hit someone. He really had a smile on his face and cursed in his heart.

After all, it is not good to hit someone. After all, he is just a profiteer, and you are not forced to sell things to him.

Jiang Yang put away the calligraphy and paintings without saying a word.

This cunning old man treats him like a child and makes him feel sick even if he says a word to him.

This calligraphy and painting was taken out from the treasure house of Tongtian Buddhist Temple with his own hands. No matter how blind the Emperor of Xixia was, he would not leave the counterfeit calligraphy and painting in his treasure house. Moreover, with his own discernment ability, he could guarantee that this calligraphy and painting was absolutely authentic. .

"Hey, little brother..." The cunning old man became anxious when he saw Jiang Yang packing up his calligraphy and paintings, but if he tried to persuade him to stay, Jiang Yang simply ignored him.

"Come here, follow him and follow the old rules." After Jiang Yang left, the cunning old man's expression became serious, and he called his men to follow Jiang Yang.

"Yes, Master." The waiter responded quickly, then left quickly, following Jiang Yang covertly.

He has done this kind of behavior many times and is very skilled at it. When necessary, he will call on the brothers around him to intercept and snatch the treasure together.

Jiang Yang had no idea that anyone was following him. Firstly, there were people coming and going, and secondly, he focused on the surrounding shops.

After visiting two stores again, Jiang Yang's eyes were opened. These businessmen were all cunning and cunning. They wanted to deceive and defraud him when he was young.

It is obviously an authentic painting, but it is said to be a fake, just to buy it at a low price.

One word to describe it: so dark!

Once you experience something, you will gain wisdom.

Jiang Yang didn't want to waste time here anymore. There was no honest businessman here.

After walking out of the old street, Jiang Yang finally realized something was wrong. Someone seemed to be following him.

So he turned into an alley. The result was no surprise. Seeing that he had entered a dead end, the gang showed up one after another. More than a dozen thugs surrounded him openly.

"Aren't you the guy from the painting studio? What do you want to do?" Jiang Yang has a very good memory and can remember the faces he just glanced at.

"Now that you have recognized me, you can't blame me. Brothers, come on!"

The gangster eats the gangster... Oh, no, it's "killing people and stealing goods"!
  Jiang Yang also knew that the common man was innocent and guilty of possessing the jade. This group of people just wanted to rob the precious calligraphy and painting in his bag.

However, these dozen thugs were just ordinary strong men, and none of them were warriors. Jiang Yang effortlessly knocked them all down, and even formed a pile of people. The top ones were wailing, and the bottom ones were yelling. , out of breath.

"Hey, young hero, spare your life!"

The leading painting studio boy was also stepped on the ground by Jiang Yang, which caused him to keep begging for mercy in pain.

He never expected that this young man's kung fu was so powerful.

"Tell me, who asked you to come?" Jiang Yang stepped on his palm hard, crushing the bones of his palm.

"Ah, it hurts. Please spare your life, young hero. It's the old man of our painting studio, and he asked us to come and snatch the calligraphy and paintings. Please spare us." The boy in the painting studio was greedy for life and feared death, so he quickly exposed the person behind the scenes.

"Hmph, that treacherous old man is really not a good thing. Didn't he say that the calligraphy and painting are fake? Are you here to rob him again? You have done this kind of thing a lot, right?" Jiang Yang stared at the painting studio clerk with sharp eyes. These three Each problem is more serious than the last.

"The old man asked us to do it, and we were just following orders. And if the calligraphy and painting of the young hero were authentic, the old man couldn't afford them, so he could only steal them secretly. In the old street, it's all about petty quarrels, and the general trading value is Even the city's treasures are not traded here. The old man only dared to send us to take action because he saw you as a stranger and didn't understand the rules." The Huazhai guy endured the pain and answered Jiang Yang's question honestly.

The painting studio boy answered all the questions seriously, but Jiang Yang heard some news that he cared about.

"The old street only accepts trinkets, so where are such precious antiques traded?" Jiang Yang asked in a calm tone.

"Either go to the Silver Building or the Xingyue Hotel. If the young hero really wants to sell antique calligraphy and paintings, I hope the young hero goes to the Xingyue Hotel." The painting studio clerk did not dare to hide anything.

"Why?" Jiang Yang heard about Xingyue Hotel again and felt that Xingyue Hotel really couldn't be ignored.

"Because the silver building is owned by foreigners, although the price is relatively high, I don't want our Han treasures to be spread abroad." At the end of the painting, the waiter said, with a hint of righteousness.

"Oh!" Jiang Yang looked at the guy seriously. He didn't expect that a little guy like him could be full of Han character.

"If you let me know that you continue to do this kind of dirty behavior, don't blame me for being cruel. Go back and tell your old man, let him remember, I will not let him go easily." Jiang Yang let go of the painting studio boy and gave a warning. At the same time, let him tell the story to the cunning old man.

Although Jiang Yang didn't necessarily want to punish the old man, these words could definitely make the old man fearful for a while, which could be regarded as a small punishment.

"Thank you, young hero!" A group of people thanked Jiang Yang neatly.

"Thank you, young hero! I will definitely bring your message." The painting studio clerk was also very respectful.

He didn't know that Jiang Yang could let them go so easily because of the Han Chinese character he showed just now.

The young hero is mighty and powerful, and the young hero is also a very rare and national quintessence.

Jiang Yang took a look at the sky and saw that it was almost evening, so he decided to go to the Xingyue Hotel tomorrow.

After all, he didn't know if Xingyue Hotel could accept guests at night, and he was the one who beat up Xingyue Hotel yesterday. If he was recognized by those people, he couldn't even guess what would happen.

Therefore, I plan to go again tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)